People who think this is an “aggrieved white man” narrative don’t know what they fuck they’re talking about, or they DO know Jewell’s story and don’t care.
Roseanne.
No, not really.
Okay the director gets community service for making some pretty obvious soundtrack mistakes for 1987 (he highlights as the supposed geeky underground song Burning Down the House which was featured in as a jock anthem in Revenge of the Nerds three years earlier and as MTV fodder he highlights Thriller from 1983 which…
Why did you say that name?!
All those upset that the diapers do not make an appearance will be glad to hear that the diapers will be getting a stand-alone film.
Unless an artist is explicitly pushing a message, I’m not interested in holding them responsible for how their art is interpreted. Unless we want to blame the Beatles for Sharon Tate’s death.
Nah, Rudy is going to have his house raided by the feds, who will find detailed and incriminting records (which Rudy will claim are his mother’s books), then he’ll keel over from a heart attack.
I was 24, and I look back and realize, all I got was a rock.
Yeah, Veruca Salt was never massive. Not by any definition. But they were legitimately the band of the moment. But only for a moment, and then the moment was over.
Give it a minute, and he’ll be back in the required shape.
Indeed it is.
Too bad Pitt didn’t think to throw a few hundred other names in there.
Wait, when did Chuck Wepner take on the cartel?
Austin Powers has them all beat.
While we’re on the topics of Curtis Mayfield, and violent films of 1971:
This is how you know Shapiro has no friends. If he ever had any social interactions, he’d realize he’s just setting Kavanaugh up for that old standby: “It looked like a dick, only smaller.”