Ah, Lancaster PA. Smells of horse dung, ya?

"Stokes" or "Strokes," Andrea?

In the spirit of Mr. Allen and Ms. Farrow, I too, shall make a statement:

slow clap

What's a jazz mag? If it's not about music, then it's sounds like an exciting new porn for me to check out.

Holy shit. I literally just got an email. This movie isn't the future, this movie is now

"Oh Charles…X marks the spot. Now don't move…."

The Alfred casting is wrong. They should have had Helen Mirrin play Aunt Harriet and batfellate a scowling Bruce Wayne, Caligua-style.

So, you're saying that you sense the hand of Brett Ratner manipulating Zach Snyder via anal probe?

Rule #1- Double tap the the kryptonite.

Ok, I know Patrick Stewart is married to a woman, and that he is Ian McCellan's bestest buddy. But there is NO way that Sir Ian hasn't rerouted Jean-Luc's plasma conduits at some point. If you get my drift.

We are polite at TheAvClub.

Wow. All excellent choices. I had similar experiences to Apple and Avengers.

It's cool.

Lightning, sharks? What's next, Africanized killer bees???

The Federation with their humans-only club. "Inalienable rights. Do you hear yourself?"

Is it the one where Jeremey Irons and Tom Hanks play insane plastic surgeon fraternal twins who craft a visage of pure horror on a complusively masturbating Meg Ryan while Dennis Quaid shrinks off in his mustang in shame?

It's time for the title to have some letter with umlats over it. That's very nordic.

"Sharcano is more for the bookworms"

Sputter.