Philip Noyce mostly knows his way around literary adaptions of landmark civil rights books because he scripted, produced and directed Rabbit-Proof Fence. I'll always argue long and strenuously for the excellence of Noyce's film take on The Quiet American.

*Spike Lee angrily tweets "Leaping" Lanny Poffo's blog URL*

Hulkamania responds to cognitive behavioral therapy. Frankly, I'm more concerned about that Atomic Elbow and the specter of Leg Drop.

This apparently is about ethics in pro wrestling journalism.

Whitford's balding head is a dead ringer for the Hubert H. Humphrey Metrodome.

Peeled plum. God help me, Ted Cruz looks exactly like a peeled plum.

What, exactly constitutes the opposition between fighting for justice and being a cerebral philosopher? Does Ted Cruz, with all his own high-falutin' book learning, honestly believe that smart people are perforce anti-liberty?

Surely James Tiberius Kirk was a Republican. All he did was screw over women.

"Are you on parole, too, sheriff?"

"Gad is dead."
— Friedrich Nietzsche, FXX head of corporate philosophy

Good luck enforcing that copyright. The entire cartooning songwriting industry is built on plagiarism.

Michael Jackson didn't finish writing the song because those blintzes were terrible.

We need to nuke his ego and self-regard from space. Only way to be sure.

Can Xenomorphs say "Meeowww!!"?

What if I use my internet to will a magical sex genie into existence, a la Weird Science?

It'll never make it to air, bud.

No, you definitely want to get that wet.

How soon until Shonda Rhimes teams up with Stephen King to create every show?

The ending of "Jurassic Bark" packs the wallop of a thousand footballs to the groin of my heart.

I bet it was your 12 bucks that put the Jurassic Park reboot over the top.