So damned sad that such a perfect person could be so damned miserable.
So damned sad that such a perfect person could be so damned miserable.
Why doesn’t he just go produce his own show?
Marr’s done some mighty work with Matt Johnson:
He’s rich. He’ll put up for free, to be, you know, rebellious. Like Trump’s just cancelled webpage. But you can still buy the merchandise.
Zelig meets Being There. 2 great films. Forrest Gump, well ...
No ‘Birdemic’? What is wrong with you?
He was trying to be Gervais. Thing is, Gervais is intelligent.
I’m thinking this might help her career, with plenty of Hollywood heavyweights, but she reckons Hollywood’s a cult - probably right - and More Power To Her. She’s fantastic.
He’s a comedian? ... Ohhh, I get it. He’s a prop comic. His props are the asses of famous Americans he kisses.
Ferguson’s the best late night guy, ever. How’d CBS go from him to ... Corden???
Super easy. Barely an inconvenience.
“Well now I’m not sure, and might be misremembering ... ” Says enough, Chud.
James is the keg on the right.
‘Paul’ is now a lawyer:
No. He’s a beer commercial.
You have been reinstated, Cough.
It was a commercially successful American tv show and that’s just the sort of thing Corden conflates himself with, by sucking up to it.
Touche!
At least the anodyne, 80s tedium led me to The Great Ryan George: