Maybe I’ll get use to it but after two episodes, I’m not really liking the jumping back and forth between timelines. I get what they’re doing but it happens so much during an episode it feels disjointed to me.

John Huston once said that the trick to great directing was basically great casting. Engel was spot on perfect on a show with dizzyingly perfect casting. One of the trickiest things only a well produced television show can do is introduce a new character several seasons down the road who helps flesh out the show just…

…with a little seltzer down the pants.

Perhaps she was shelled by a rogue elephant during a parade.

I don’t see it as shitting on her. Jezebel does regularly point out privilege influences peoples’ lives, and the focus was more on that. The gist being, “Getting your law degree is awesome and commendable, but don’t get defensive when people point out the help you’ve had getting through the process.”

But then you’d just end up with a Brontësaurus. 

It’s not that we CAN’T, Cher; it’s that we WON’T!

The first season was egregiously miscast, sucked out all of the levity of its source material, and reframed it to be a murder mystery so they could drag out the mediocrity.

Daniel Craig should watch “A View to a Kill” or “The World is Not Enough” and ask himself “is this really what I want?”

Bringing it back is the write thing to do.

As someone who struggled with cursive in elementary school, FUCK THAT NOISE. It’s not necessary and people need to stop wishing for crap like this to make a comeback.

Shelter Cat Update!

So, my sweet, sweet papa was diagnosed with a (non-Alzheimer’s) form of dementia a couple of years ago.

He’s been declining steadily since then, losing first more obvious skills like driving, through mid-level skills like understanding time and dates and applying that knowledge to the present situation, to forgetting…

The president has repeatedly claimed that he can’t release his tax returns because he’s under audit, but there also is no law saying he can’t do so while being audited. It’s not even clear if Trump is actually being audited.

Burning Man does not represent the opposite of what Ivanka Trump represents. It is comprised mostly of extremely wealthy young professionals, jetting in on leave from their lucrative Wall Street or Silicon Valley gigs, paying giant sums of money to play wannabe hippie, do drugs in the desert, and post the ultimate…

Oh course she will. While people in Ivanka’s circle may find her father repugnant—if not for his policies, then for his nouveau riche gilded gaudiness (honestly, the latter is probably the larger sin among the old money types the Trumps have always tried ingratiate themselves with. Source: my childhood)—it’s not her…

Was coming just to state this. Good as Skye and Cusack are, Mahoney is the one who gives the film a depth beyond the usual romantic comedy, or teen movie, for that matter.

It is worth watching for John Mahoney alone.

I called the cops on Deadspin when they banned me way back when, and the police just told me that I was actually in a Wendy’s so I got a baconator and everything was fine.

The loafers are cute, but Mary Janes all the way!