To the extent that they thought of it at all.

Tomorrow, who's gonna fuss?

Ani?

Ah, okay. I suppose I can see that, although personally I think some of these casting controversies - not all of them, but some of them - are just a touch hyperbolic.

I do feel like we might sometimes lose sight of one immutable fact: not every opinion deserves equal weight and consideration. There will always be a handful of cranky extremists seeing the future in their corn flakes.

I only saw it once, and I'll probably never see it again, but how is Boys Don't Cry anti-trans?

It's really not that bad. It's certainly better than both Coneheads and It's Pat! among SNL movies from that era. It's worth a casual watch.

Fair enough, but I'd suggest that means you were thinking about Ebert, and Pat was incidental. When I read Ebert's scathing reviews, I'm doing it because I love and miss the man's voice, not because I'm thinking, "Man, he was totally wrong about North" or whatever.

It absolutely doesn't do that, unless I've watched it wrong every fifty-plus times I've seen it.

Same. I feel like I'm on mushrooms.

Pat was pretty much my primary argument for why I didn't watch SNL back then.

Pat? Who the hell has even thought of Pat since about 1995?

Garry Kasparov is not always a smart man.

Garry Kasparov is a smart man.

Stegosaurus. Played the low game with those plates and had the spikes in reserve.

I like you, Shreve.

A very good, and very eloquent, point. But I won't pity that bastard even a smidge until his circumstances are just about rock bottom. Because he wasn't goofing on pop culture or whatever to make his green, he was fucking with people's lives. I don't much like people, on the whole, but that's reprehensible. Martin…

Philly, man. You can't imagine how fucking corrupt this place is.

He deserves what poor old dead Donny the Punk got, at least, but he's not gonna get it, unfortunately.

The wild, shirtless lyrics of Mark Farner?