So you go see every movie ever released, then, to avoid prejudicial opinions about things you have not seen? And you also attend all theatrical shows and art exhibitions? Just to avoid forming any opinions about the works that might be prejudicial?

Will do. I will also add a bubble above your head of you muttering, "I don't know these people" through your nachos.

It's an R movie, meaning minors are permitted with parents or guardians. Also, it's not the job of minimum-wage-paid movie theater employees to parent their customer's children. I think they barely get paid enough to clean up spilled popcorn and soda; let's not add childcare for indifferent or downright rotten…

That's the anecdote that illustrates my essay, "Why I Now Watch Movies Only at Home".

I know it. I went looking for a simple cardigan sweater at Target a few months back. I found a rack of shapeless, poorly-matched, knee-length scraps of flimsy knits basted haphazardly together, screened in ugly, shitty prints and colors, without necklines or form.

Hells to the yes. I'll also add that a lot of travel is physically demanding (even just getting to and from airports, train stations, etc., can be exhausting), and you can, early and often, run smack into institutional ableism (curbs with no wheelchair ramps; zillions of places that offer nothing but stairs — no…

Especially when all of their exes are psycho. Mmmhmmright.

Troll logic:

Gosh, no. That's why Kenner didn't make enough Princess Leia action figures, because nobody would ever want them, like the 29 and counting bidders on this original 1977 Leia action figure who've driven the price up to over $200. Pfeh, nobody wants GUUUURRRLLL action figures!

"...your Real Doll should arrive by Wednesday and you can practice becoming her."

From Wikipedia:

How about you just answer one question, when you're done spluttering with rage about irrelevancies?

Same here; I've had a secret hate-on for this movie since it came out. "Love, My Ass." From the moment we're supposed to feel sorry for a stalker obsessed with Keira Knightley (she's thin and beautiful, therefore I am entitled to own her GAG GAG GAG ROWLF), to the repeated, inexplicable fat-shaming of perfectly…

"Oh, here, let me help you" *CLICK* (disallow follower).

GAWD, those middy outfits on all the kids went out with WWI. I wonder if the same guy who almost got the boot on "Project Runway" last night (Mr. Who Cares What Potato Sack You Put Her In She's a Midwestern Middleaged Housewife) was dressing them.

What I loved about the original was that the young couple actually had chemistry. Old Liesl and Rolf were white-hot for each other. New Liesl and Rolf were just...white.

That's the whole problem, Bitchcakes: you keep looking for an "excuse." You keep using that word, like others need to justify to you what they might or might not cost to you personally, based on your assumptions of what they cost, based on your stupid, ignorant, hate-filled prejudices about their body size. Nobody…

So, now, I've read all your posts, and your point appears to be, "Jews earn whatever hatred they get."

So every Jew in America perpetuated real estate fraud against blacks in Chicagoland?

Well, that certainly settles it! Sugarhill's own personal experiences of ethnic stereotypes and bias can't be real, because...well, because you say it's not real.