Neil Gaiman’s “George R. R. Martin is not your bitch” is the only useful celebrity thought on criticism I can think of and even that’s not a slam dunk.
Neil Gaiman’s “George R. R. Martin is not your bitch” is the only useful celebrity thought on criticism I can think of and even that’s not a slam dunk.
When you get to a certain success level, a certain segment of celebrities(-ish) decide that punching down is awesome.
Nah, that’s double-dipping for ESPN, with them getting an additional fee. Everyone who has a cable bill, whether or not they watch ESPN, pays out the ass for it. In 2016, it was more than $7 of every cable bill.
Most of the costs on your cable TV bill go to pay for ESPN. There’s a real price for the other channels (or bundles of channels, more accurately), but ESPN’s involvement distorts knowing what that should be.
I think if Twitter has proved anything, it’s that stupidity is an endlessly renewable resource online -- especially on Twitter.
Alternate take: It’s useful to be verified on social media if you’re someone worth impersonating. (Note: Your ex wanting to fuck up your life by making a fake account does not qualify.)
Any asshole can write that they’re, say, the Associated Press’ White House correspondent in their profile. The blue checkmark tells…
The movie took a lot of liberties with an even better and more beloved (especially overseas) novel.
The source material has such good bones and the show creators are so good on this that I have a lot of confidence in the end result.
Oh, Chewbacca and some of the other characters not speaking Basic (I think) is definitely iconic. But if everyone has a universal translator, that raises the questions of where they are and why they’d need 3PO. (Narrator: No one needs 3PO.)
It just seems odd that the solution the Republic/Empire/First Order apparently…
Counter-argument: When the Mandalorian went to Tattooine, everyone in my family (three generations watching it together over the holidays) said an age-appropriate version of “FFS.”
Here’s my crazy pitch for Star Wars: No fucking Tattooine. No god-damned desert planets. No characters we’ve ever met before. It’s a big…
Given that Barr and people he knows, ahem, likely have communications they don’t want the world to know about, you’d think he’d appreciate the value of strong privacy protections for smartphone users. But maybe it’s all theoretical until he gets that subpoena.
Although there’s the question of why all the human characters understand the aliens, who in turn understand the humans, but the aliens are incapable of speaking it themselves, except for the rare times they remember what C-3PO is supposed to do.
Still, better than the gross racist caricature prequel aliens.
Technically though, the weed deposited thusly is better described as “stuff a cop assumes is weed.”
You have a lot more faith in Hollywood executives than I do.
I think that just betrays how little faith the studio had in either film.
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I love this time of year, when everyone pretends movies getting theatrical releases in January or February have “potential” to be anything other than dumpster fires.
These year-long lists should just start with March, at least as far as theatrical films are concerned.
Good luck to everyone attempting to have sex with a badger, legal or otherwise.
I’m not sure why the scientists discounted the most obvious answer.
Clearly an undead brain.
Thank God tech is applying its considerable resources to putting more low-skilled people with limited options out of work.
Yeah, I’m not sure there’s much value in tweet responses, although they certainly appear to be cathartic for some folks.