Dutton: You bikers should dig your own graves.

To be fair, 2,500 of those 3,000 titles are Bollywood films.

Didn’t we say all we needed to about ‘60s bikers with this scene?:

Huh, I wasn’t aware this movie bombed. I assumed it was successful because it seemed like everyone had this DVD back then.

He was delicious.

It’s weird that Taft is remembered for getting stuck in a bathtub when I’ve read in several biographies that he could clear the entire West Wing with a single sustained fart.

“I wish that Steve Allen, Jack Paar and Johnny were here to see where I’m taking their show.”

It’s never too soon for that sweet Laurel Canyon sound.

Holy hell, this all sounds sweet.

This will only encourage Will Smith to continue slapping whoever he pleases.

I mean, if he’s secretly concerned that he’d have to shave his mustache, I’m sure they could write it into the script or just spend millions of dollars an episode to CG it out.

It must be tough to go from hobnobbing with the Hollywood elite to slumming it with Front Row Joe. But it’s the only way he’ll learn.

Ansel Elgort? Plegh. This wouldn’t have happened if they got Alden Ehrenreich or Taron Egerton instead.

Frankly, I would’ve thought being Rob Schneider would be enough to legally keep him from ever going within 500 ft of an audience again.

“...the bar is going to have to go way up because why are you going to watch my movie when you could just watch your own movie?”

The intro was pretty damn good. The rest was kind of boring.

Quinto: (angrily) Do you know who I am??

Mubi??

CONFOUND THOSE NEPO BABIES! OH, HOW I HATE THEM! I HATE MAYA! I HATE ZOSIA! AND I HATE LILY-ROSE! THEY DRIVE ME TO DRINK!

Oooooh, I hate those nepo babies so much!