And that thing where he gets in Spade’s face and does that thing with his glasses while Spade’s unsuccessfully trying to hold it together.

Sounds like a Steve-O stunt.

Butthole cut!

Speaking as a Georgia resident, virtually every other fellow resident I’m seeing talking about this—from Democratic Socialists on down to people who voted for Trump—think this is a really, really bad idea.

Wilson was a master of social distancing.  May we all follow his example.

[Gesticulates with cigar]

I guess that check cleared after all.

Optimist is right.  Next you’re going to tell me Yorke is the president and founding member of the Welcome Home, Amelia Earhart Club.

Norm!

I saw it at random on an afternoon movie slot on a local TV station when I was 13 or 14, and was haunted by it.  I loved it. I remember feeling the sense of superiority you describe because I felt like I must be really special and different because I could appreciate a left-of-center drama film like that.  Now I…

I literally bought the July 1971 issue of Playboy because it had a John Cassavetes interview.  Still jerked off to it.

I don’t think I’ve even seen Octopussy, so the only thing I remember about it was at the time when Jay Leno was on Letterman joking about how his dad couldn’t even bring himself to say it. “Let’s go to the movies, we can see the uh...Octo...thing, there.” That, and I remember the speculation among my eighth grade…

My takeaway from the show was that both Joe and Carol (and most of these big cat people in general) are terrible, terrible people.

She was married to Harrison Ford?

I like the fact that the Tony Montana drug kingpin guy whose name I forget, with his own private zoo, came across as the most balanced, well adjusted personality in the whole damn thing.

Employee gets arm ripped off by a tiger: “I am never gonna financially recover from this.”  Yeah, he’s a piece of shit.

Well. . .well. . .well. . .ain’t that just SOMETHIN’!

My kids and I started watching Timmy Failure last night, but they only made it about 15 minutes in before they got bored and wanted to watch something else. I actually liked the kid’s deadpan delivery, which was reminiscent of Wes Anderson. I bristle a little at the comparison to Max Fischer as being a non-prodigy. …

I think I’m experiencing the Mandela Effect, because I would have sworn up and down that it was Merritt Weaver, not Wever. I’m absolutely certain that every time up until now that I’ve seen her name written it was “Weaver,” but looking online I can clearly see that it’s Wever and has always been Wever. Weird.

Thanks for the reply and the link.