He already played the Reed-esque Professor Impossible on The Venture Bros., so he'd be solid.

I believe you're forgetting her magnum opus, Under Siege 2: Dark Territory, in which she also does not get married.

Russ Meyer never hired a leg man.

This week, God gave rock and roll to you, and We Hate Movies gives you Bill and Ted's Bogus Journey! It's the 5th anniversary special, so they're doing a movie they all kind of love. Admittedly, they love it despite the tiresome Grim Reaper, insufficient George Carlin, and, of course, STATIOOOOOOOON. Curse you, Frank…

But Nightshirt is a terrible super hero name!

Elias Koteas definitely looks more like a guy who hangs out in alleys, assaulting people with sporting goods.

Maybe Laura Linney is, like, a secret Krang.

A strong year for We Hate Movies - Chris Cabin will be missed, but it does mean Steve and Eric are in every episode, which I appreciate. Looking forward to the Star Wars stuff this month.

I guess his continued career is proof that there *is* life after drama club.

Yeah, nobody tell Trump that 3/4 of Marvel's White Tigers are Hispanic (and that the other one is an actual tiger evolved into humanoid form, which he probably also doesn't approve of).

Dearest Pepper,

Last night may have been the first time in recorded history that people were happy and relieved to see Nick Cannon.

They do indeed. Oh, my squandered youth.

This week, We Hate Movies spends a second, and, God willing, final, Weekend at Bernie's…II! It's a fun-filled trip through New York's classiest porno theatre, horrifying goat transformations, and an increasingly-frustrated Jeff Dahmer. Most horrifying of all, alas, was the fact that I knew exactly what Eric was…

Hm. You know, Val Verde is probably in the Southern Hemisphere, and the Predator always hunts during the summer…does Predator take place at Christmas?

"Oh my god, the quarterback IS TOAST."

They're those dead-people clones from Dune, right?

No more zippers, mule. *sob*

This week: We Hate Movies kicks off a two-week-long Weekend at Bernie's! It's a painfully '80s tale of wacky necrophilia, ineffectual mobsters, and Jim Ross' premature death declarations. I'm already looking to tonight's conclusion - seriously, I read the Wikipedia summary of Weekend at Bernie's II, and how is this a…

This week on We Hate Movies: this looks like a job for Supergirl! Unfortunately, that job is "bothering We Hate Movies". Nothing is spared - not squirt-loving Peter O'Toole, not super-slumming Faye Dunaway, and especially not sex criminal Jimmy Olsen. I was a little surprised how much they ragged on the amount of…