<sigh> Baz Luhrmann. Such a great beginning, gone so horribly awry.

I agree. Even giving her an "editing!" benefit of the doubt, there's no doubt that the other designers were extremely uncomfortable by the nature of her tantrums, and also that they were relieved she was gone. She acted in an extremely entitled way, and PR does not generally reward that sort of behavior.

Too bad;…

I live in a house in LA, and yeah, sometimes windows just have to be open at night, because I do not have central air. Outside of those windows that tend to be the ones open are decorative arrangements of large heavy planters, plants on pedestals, cactus, etc. No one's coming in that way without making a helluva lot…

Why does Lange walk up the microphone and sing into it, when her voice remains at the same volume as before she walked up to the microphone?

I went to Penn State, smack dab in the middle of PA, and there was always an uneasy detente between the Pgh. PSU and the Philly PSU. You could always tell the Pgh. PSU because they were the ones at McDonalds putting fries on their Big Macs.

A friend of mine with a prolapsed uterus swears that if and when the time comes...her daughters will have C-sections.

Exactly! Glad I did a key word search on the comments before writing the same thing.

I was expecting a comment section filled with animosity and conflict. I was not expecting that conflict to be centered upon putting fries on a sandwich.

Not sure whether I'm pleased or disappointed.

Also: Team Fries On Everything!

This is wonderful and makes me concede that there are some good song bones hiding under all that modern pop awfulness.

"Something About Mary" is also an excellent example of this bro dream gal.

When will they get Carol Burnett to host SNL DAMMIT??

It's a super fun season of the show. Tommy Chong, killing the tango - who knew?

<sigh> You can take the Hoosiers out of the trailer park...

A really intelligent review. Very nicely done. I feel illuminated.

The departure that I dreaded most of all finally came. Thanks for everything, sweet Dodai.

Anyone who plays in the E Street Band gets let in through my door.

This is the most beautiful clutch ever. That is all.

It is worth noting, I think, that this phenomenon does not really apply to vast swaths of LA. The kooky rich white hippies in the West Side enclaves? Sure. The magical-thinking industry hopefuls in Hollywood? Absolutely. The young hip bohemian and creative industry types on the East Side? Oh yeah.

But if you…

Perhaps we should start a pool of which scientific theory will next be blamed for which catastrophic human atrocity.

I'll take Wegner's Theory of Continental Drift/Rwandan genocide.

Ew. Smarmy.