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The capsule description for this episode on Hulu is “Various events occur, in a certain specific order.”

It would be a very socialist approach. Why should they have more tools than the rest of us?

Ugh, so Weezer has fully turned into The Molly Ringwalds.  It’s a living, I suppose.

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Ugh, stop making movies of games that are rip-offs of movies.  Just remember, anyone you cast as Nathan Drake is ruined for the inevitable Indiana Jones refurbishment.

And it took a true cinematic masterpiece to bring them back together: Beverly Hills Cop III.

I know, right? Today it’s a diet; next thing you know, he’ll be rewriting the law just so he can wear his choice of headgear to work.

Isn’t Ready Player One like Osmosis Jones or something? It’s essentially mashing up a cartoon movie and a flesh-and-blood movie. I really don’t think it belongs on this list; for the most part, it was not about integrating “special effects” into conventional photography. There is some of that, sure, but not to any

Yes, but were they noisy or something?

“serving as the top agent for on-the-noise bad guy organization V.I.L.E.”

You may be right about this being Will Ferrell’s worst, but as far as being the worst Holmes comedy, it would have some stiff competition from Peter Cook and Dudley Moore’s The Hound of the Baskervilles.

So it’s apparently the same level of masterpiece as three other movies I’ve never heard of, and one degree of mastery better than Drag Me to Hell?

“upholding moral standards chosen by social consensus.”

How dare these artists entertain us and then presume not to parrot every single one of our opinions and beliefs!

And I’d like to imagine that when you asked her, she’d shrug, and say in her signature mumbled nasal sing-song, “It was in the script that she dropped the ball so that’s what we shot,” and then she’d ask you if you wanted to buy her coffee for her time and good temper.

Technically, I think films that came before would be ‘body swaps,’ the thinking perhaps that you get more bang for your buck, but in reality, you typically end up with a subpar child/young adult actor trying to deliver a credible and amusing comic performance. (No offense, Fred Savage; full offense, Kirk Cameron, as

Calling Hanna-Barbera the McDonald’s of children’s programming would be a grave insult to McDonald’s.

Okay, so what is this point that I’m missing? Is it that women are demur, fragile creature who need to be protected from any invocation of the specter of sex, because it’s dirty and creepy and makes God cry? Or is it that everything’s the same, from Chris Pratt’s sex pun made in character during improv to Weatherly’s

Oh my God, he made a joke about (whispering) s-e-x. Several of those women might not have even been aware of the existence of cum.

You expect the writers on this pop culture website to have an understanding of law? They barely demonstrate an understanding of pop culture.