Or you know, buy him a lemonade or something.

Aw Martha, no twerking? I question her commitment to the concept.

I knew that Empty Nest was a Golden Girls spinoff, and I remember seeing Mulligan and Manoff pop up in a couple of GG episodes. I didn't know that it mutated from this, and it's no surprise that it was so heavily reworked from this incarnation, because the couple of scenes I saw were a total drag. (But now that you…

Yeah, that one sure did suck a big ol' Enos.

The backdoor pilot phenomenon can end up disorienting when you're watching old reruns, particularly when they involve completely new characters. I flipped it onto The Golden Girls once, and ended up watching a story about Rita Moreno's troubled marriage. It was no surprise why it never went to series.

♫ Jiggle Pecs, Jiggle Pecs, Jiggle all damn day… ♫

Part of the Trump campaign's drive to reach more Black Friday voters.

"We need Law and Order. We need Special Victims. And they need my Unit."

Up I loved, but Inside Out played to me like a very expensive educational film you'd show to sad pre-teens, except those would generally be about a half-hour long at most, which is all that concept really needed. The rest was just busy-ness run-and-jump padding to get to feature length.

Wish-fulfillment for whom? It ends with the total extinction of humanity and a creepy simulation of emotional catharsis that lasts for one day and ends in eternal sleep. That's a fucked up wish.

It's not even that I'd say it's dark exactly, but if nothing else it's the polar opposite of sentimental.

Not true. According to Newsmax, he's leading in every poll out there, including some that aren't even about the election.

Okay.

Steely Max

I get so angry when people say they don't like a movie and someone will invariably respond, "Oh, you just didn't get it," but in this specific case I think it's justifiable. I really, really didn't like AI for about the first half hour, but as it progressed, I realized what was going on and by the end, I was amazed…

There are a number of movies that I like, but when people tell me that they hate it, I cannot argue or push back on it at all. Wayne's World might be the platonic ideal of that phenomenon.

WHAT A MONSTER

Please, you seem to be committing the cardinal mistake of taking the entirety of his statement into consideration. He seems to be assigning a measure of blame in all directions, including (and primarily) his own, but since you can extract a drop of what is considered victim blaming from it, WHAT A MONSTER.

It would, except that Raul Castro is a loser, and Cuba is not a classy place.

I don't blame you. I think we've all had traumatic experiences with sparklers. Those things are dangerous and will burn the everloving fuck out of you.