That, my friends, is peak widow’s peak.

Every time someone mentions BRIAN BLESSED (his name has to be written in all caps), I most post this:

I miss the days when websites weren’t designed to sorta-maybe work with tablets and smartphones.

Of course he’s in Oppenheimer - Nolan needs him for this scene:

I loved reading but most of what was assigned in middle school I just rolled through without much reaction; I was reading ahead of grade level and the stuff I had to write book reports on wasn’t very interesting to me.

I’ve never actually read the Redwall books; I got put onto that twitter bot by someone else and just loved the descriptions.

(Sure, Hayek’s made some missteps when it comes to representation in the past, but it’s still cool.)

He could see it in her smile.

How good is that bread description? “Golden brown crusts glowing”.

Is Lionel Ritchie the buyer?

Who does not, in fact, have bitch tits.

There’s a twitter for that!

It’s something you rarely see, and I can’t think of a film or character who’s done or an actor who’s pulled off something like it. He manages to be terrified and terrifying at the same time - two polar opposite emotions - and it makes such perfect sense for his character.

Loved him in Premium Rush - he manages to come across as both threatening and scared at the same time. 

Be honest: you’re Richard Hammond, aren’t you?

Brackenbury Channell sounds like it has its own definition on Urban Dictionary - as a verb.

He trolls comps - really, how is that not obvious?

Since the movie’s been cancelled, I’m hoping it’ll be that Hamm uses all the mannerisms and tics and phrases he picked up for Larry in some other project, and Larry goes after him for it. 

See, that’s exactly why no one takes community theatre seriously.