It’s because you can’t satirize the surreal hellscape that is America today. I mean, Laura Ingraham tried to drink a light bulb-studded steak on air to “trigger the libs”. How do you satirize something like that?

NXIVM or whatever random jumble of letters they called themselves was an MLM that was also literally a cult. So there’s definitely potential for one to bleed into the other. MLMs are why my Facebook is private and I only have like 2 dozen friends. I don’t need randos I barely knew in high school trying to sell me…

My favorite part of the episode was the farewell to Shephard Smith, “who was always too weird for Fox News”. I forgot how obsessed he was with True Blood (also, apparently, Chapstick). Smith will always have a place in my regards because when he was reporting from New Orleans in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina and…

Or maybe 105. They never saw Caddyshack AND they don’t know how to Google things. (Or play embedded videos, apparently.)

Sounds like something that will eventually be incorporated into the plot of Tanis. And then never get resolved, like everything else in that podcast.

I just finished The Yellow House and Sarah Broom’s assessment of Tremé was that Simon loved New Orleans too much for it to be a great show. Me, I loved it, and I live in south Louisiana, if not New Orleans, for whatever that’s worth. I agree with others that said it’s not a show for bingeing, as it was far more…

I do enjoy watching a building in my hometown get blowed up (T2 filming there was a very big deal to teenage me), but it’s canceled out by Furlong’s shrill voice squealing out a string of instantly dated-sounding catch phrases. Like, I don’t know if he ever actually said “Coawabunga, dude!”, but it feels like he did. I…

All I know about Nickelback is that they’re pretty much universally loathed. I wouldn’t know their music if you were blasting it on a boombox outside of my bedroom window Say Anything-style. Oh, except I guess I now know one line of the “Photograph” song in question because it got played on Last Week Tonight.

Okay, I laughed. “I GOT THE BABY! I GOT THE BABY!” You got me, kids.

No, I’m a Samsung user and I’ve gotten them. Not as often as I get hurricane, tornado, and flash flood alerts. Life on the Gulf coast is fun.

The funniest thing in that movie is that shot of him crooning over a bear turd. Because that’s what he became.

I would be more excited for this if Murder on the Orient Express hadn’t been, you know, terrible.

What a fucking dummy. If that lion had harmed her it would probably have gotten put down. Looks like some weird religious thing, judging from her barely coherent IG captions.

There’s a “dismiss button”?

I had some interest in this movie because I really like Joaquin Phoenix, but every time Todd Phillips opens his mouth I decide I’ll just watch You Were Never Really Here again.

Turns out He was under the fridge the whole time

Or Manos: The Hands of Fate.

Of course, we’re talking about “consolidating pharmacies”

Unless that was some billion-dollar animatronic tech, the original Banana Splits wasn’t animatronic but just a bunch of people wearing giant mascot costumes. I guess that would have been a different kind of horror-comedy movie, but it probably wouldn’t have been any better.

Adam Carolla’s dealer.