He's got interesting observations but he's too long-winded and, yes, I'm one of the "I hate the dumb All Caps shtick" folks.  Oh well.

Congratulations!  You've just won a job reviewing TV shows for the AV Club.

The one that really got me, "Hey, it's the guy from MY LEFT FOOT!"

I think the vitriol has less to do with the show, which so far I find to be quite "meh," and more to do with the insistence by the purveyors of cool (Big TV Criticism?) that this so-so show is "a revelation," "breathtaking," "mind-blowing," etc etc.  It just looks like the fix is in, somehow, and people don't get…

"Why are you talking to me like we're married?  Like THAT's ever gonna happen."

This is great news!  I hope we get a Shrinky-Dinks movie next.  [spins revolver cylinder, cocks hammer, puts it against temple]

CHARIOTS OF FIRE is a decent, earnest little movie.  Not bad really, just not Best Picture of that year.  REDS should have won though.

Ugh.  ROAD TO PERDITION was achingly slow and self-important.  It was a goddamn pulp story but Mendes turned it into a Merchant/Ivory movie with tommy guns.  A BAD Merchant/Ivory movie.

CIMMARON was pretty lame. 

Pattinson called dibs on the circus milieu already.  To which once-and-future Stretch, Taylor Lautner, replied, "Muh.  Whuh?"

I don't think a football makes a very good Christmas present.

So…you like one malleable hero but shun the other?  Something doesn't add up.  My nose smells a mystery!  Come on, Sue, let's—

Sort of like the list of nuclear war scenarios that Joshua plays at the end of WARGAMES, but with more merman.  Mermen.  Mermen?  Mermen.

To anyone who says that Chevy isn't funny, I point them to SPIES LIKE US.  And then when they just give me that silent stare, arms crossed, I point them to that movie where toxic waste gave him telekinesis and a capacity to snort dinner platefuls of cocaine, and, whoa, how about that.  Not that funny.  At all.  But…

[/J. Walter Weatherman with two arms]

Didn't he also direct his wife getting murdered?  In every movie they did together?  And yet, they divorced!  huh.  Dames are funny about stuff.

That's kinda weird.  You just got up and bolted out?  Was the guy who spilled his drink on you drinking Hot Pepper and Chili Powder Coke or something?

The Mystery of Edwin Drool.

What about if they were really hot as Cleopatra?  Can we maybe apply for an exemption here?

I guess I don't see your point.  He still has (or claims) the rights to it, it's just that he thought that the script was lost.