See also Treasure Planet, the okayish but a bit forgettable flick that the directors of Aladdin and The Little Mermaid were just dying to make it. Honestly, passion projects often run into difficulty, seemingly because their creators are too close to the material to see what might actually be fun about it.
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You can just say 'podeans'.
Sure, but those are the only two we've had since social media has been at all mainstream, which has drastically altered how accessible POTUS can be to the average citizen—which ought to reasonably shift how much we expect them to be. It's almost like you're complaining that the first forty-something guys had no real…
3 months later this has gotten a release in my country: To the extent that you need a plot-hole plug, Chris's hypnotised almost immediately after his run-in with the gardener and it seems not totally implausible that Keener's character left him together enough to be put on show for the buyers but psychically tamped…
Geez, Reductress has been so great lately.
There's certainly way fewer people trying to do it, though someone like Shane Black is adept. Realistic disfluency, generally, must be way harder to perform and stage than most people realise. It's scenes in The Big Lebowski like the Dude's attempt to explain the 'new shit that come to light', making absolutely no…
The sequels are much better!
Sure, fiction other than novels is consistently undervalued—but it is kind of exciting to see Saunders try something so much larger in scope. Or even, it's exciting just to be seeing Saunders doing something different.
The worst thing a comic can do is incite a genocide. But lame jokes are up there too!
There are no real spoilers in the review. It pays to live dangerously.
There's heavy subtext, but it's a questionable choice to leave that sort of detail as subtext in the twenty-first century. The least good faith interpretation would have you believe that Rowling intentionally left Dumbledore closeted to give the series maximum international appeal.
The Lobster was also, inexplicably, the best worst date movie of the year.
I can't fault anyone for enjoying the tail-end of Parks and Rec's run, but I would question the taste of anyone claiming it was as good as it was around seasons 2 to 4.
An charismatic cast adept at playing to a live studio audience? A focus on nerd culture that adopts both insider- and outsider-perspectives? You could quibble as to the extent to which it ever lived up to its aspirations, but there was almost certainly a point (…pre-production?) where it could have been considered a…
I dig Maron. He's got all the strung-out, rattly energy of someone who spent some serious time profoundly drugfucked, but with enough sense that he never seems to be either romanticising or prosthelysing against that sort of life.