This is the same site whose commentariat has previously accused me of being too hard on Roman Polanski, so there's definitely a mixed bag of users here.

GOOD.

But Fred Ottman's brawn was the more important contribution there.

Arn.

While this is an interesting idea, I feel no empathy here (not because I'm a sociopath, but also not not because of that). I still buy CDs and see no reason not to. My living room has a beat-up CD playing stereo and a portable record player and I use both regularly. The idea of not owning my albums physically just…

With either Anderson or Elba as Bond, I might actually watch a Bond film. She's definitely my second-favourite Anderson.

Do we need another prominent female objectivist? Was ayn not enough, we need twy?

We already got a prequel to The Thing and it sucked.

I refuse to consider anything involving Will Smith to be interesting.

Everything about this movie just seems like the nastiest dumpster fire I could imagine and they're already greenlighting spin-offs? And all this time I'm still waiting for a Rogue Trooper or Sláine movie.

For what it's worth an interesting female villain might have actually motivated me to see this film, which I discounted as a steaming nard based on having both Robert Downey Jr and Guy Pearce in it.

I ain't got time to … look at the line up in Predator.

The 1980s were a very muscular time. You couldn't turn your head without getting floor by an errant quadricep.

Google knows all, and it says: very chestily.

I know nothing of this show, nor of anything Disney Channel-related as we never got it until after I already had my childhood routine sorted (Transformers re-runs, Thundarr the Barbarian, Stoppit & Tidyp and The Centurions mostly). But, but, who's the redhead and how'd she turn out?

I'm just going by the pictures in this review so I assume new.

I have a username riffing on a good gimmick but Warrior was despicable in and out of the ring (see also: Hulk Hogan). But I found Bryan's ring work slow, predictable and lacking in substance. Give me Arn and Tully any day of the week.

Here is a short sampling of the things I despise that people insist aren't rampaging nard gargles like I know they are:

I don't really listen to much new music outside of whatever Mike Patton is doing next but it seemed last year like any of the half dozen times I turned on a radio she was all that was playing. I did not realise she was such a fox (granted I understand promo pictures are cherry picked and touched yo but still).

Hold on a second, are you trying to tell me that scrawny Hollywood types can molest kids and brazenly get away with it for decades? This better be a one off.