“mega-blockbuster like Godzilla Vs. Kong”

Fuck Zach Snyder, if I hear one more word about his intellectually bankrupt bullshit I’m gonna shoot this puppy.

Snyder’s cut is like watching TV with a 5 year old where they change the channel every 60 seconds.  And the TV only plays slow-motion scenes of bombastic nonsense set to shitty music.

The first thing Steppenwolf—aka, the worst-looking CGI character since the Rock’s scorpion king—says when he arrives is “Let me enlighten you to the darkness.” Enlighten you to the darkness. Will you also be shouting about the silence?

How racist could she be if she agreed to, you know, do stuff? Grand Wizard of the salad bar?

Senator Ron Johnson says he wasn’t scared of the white nationalist terrorists who stormed the Capitol on January 6. Of course he wasn’t: he’s a white man, and a racist. If he crossed paths with the racists who stormed the Capitol they would have high-fived him.

It’s the old “but Hitler was a great painter!” argument.  The notion that you can divorce someone of their racism and judge them as an otherwise nice person is 100% bull-tothe-sheeot. 

“Really, I kew nothing until that moment when they pitched [“Doctor Strange 2”] to me verbally.”

White guys who make archaic music hold archaic worldview, film at 11.

The fifth one is completely fucked up, but the relatively young Scandanavian directors who did it had some pretty amazing visual ideas, I mean, that movie goes OFF.

It was based on book, right, that had nothing to with POtC, and they just shoehorned the PotC characters into its plot.

What Tom Cruise did to the Mummy is what Eddie Murphy did to the Haunted Mansion.  Made it about his lame schtick. 

Like someone once said about Pasolini’s Salo, the best way to watch it is to read about it, and refusing to subscribe to D+ (aka I can’t afford it), I have to say I’ve thoroughly enjoyed the series as you’ve told it, and indeed, I have no desire to watch it IRL.  Thank you!

I actually read that he has chronic recurring priapism so they were either going to have to film him from the waist up or put him on a screen.  So the screen won.

Two things you can tell a young adult they will never believe until it’s too late:

Now imagine if he was played by squeaky fake spiderman.

I hoped it was an adaptation of Mary Karr’s absolutely magical memoir. 

Hey, if you’re not going butt to butt, do you really have a problem?

Fake drug movies starring people who have obviously never done drugs depress me even further.  It’s like a gritty war movie starring Andy Dick.

Well done, and entirely accurate (though “and sniff glue” would have also worked)