Yes.  I thought my statement was pretty clear.

That is a very stupid question.

You are just the worst.

Quality of any form is such a rarity here now that it needs to be called out when it appears.

Right?  My first thought was “reality contest show”.  One part Survivor, one part Masked Singer, with some silly “murder” mechanic built in.  I would say it writes itself if reality shows had anything like actual writing to them.  Or writers.  Nobody has writers anymore.

The entire film will just be Reynolds doing a lot of “peas and carrots” fake speaking on camera and then ADR’ed in post (post-strike).

I mean... the Bat symbol literally overshadows the Flash on the poster. It doesn’t even show the title of the film, just the Flash’s symbol. Which, admittedly, anyone who cares about this movie already knows what that is, but I wouldn’t be surprised if an average, non-superhero-movie-interested person would think it’s…

The Flash poster kind of feels like an intentional misdirect to me. Like “hey look at all the Batman we’ve got! You guys like Batman, right? We’ve got Batman! ps: also The Flash.”

oh my god this just triggered some deep childhood memories. I don’t even know if I ever saw this movie and I didn’t even remember the title, but for some reason the Mandroid concept of a half-man / half-tractor cyborg burned itself into my brain. I was fascinated by it.

You can probably just watch any one episode and guess the rest.

Nicoise: LA.  They solve salad-related crimes.

Eliminated contestants will have an anvil dropped on them.

Coming soon to Max:  “Concussed Love”

That pitch actually seems too nuanced for the Trump administration.  It probably went more like “somebody told me John McCain was a veteran.”

Same.  I learned at some point that the book I read in school no longer had the same title and thought “well I guess that makes sense.”  I had no idea until today that there was another title even before that.  And it’s a whopper.

I kind of hate myself for laughing at that, so good job.

Huh. If I knew it was going to be that easy to get you to admit to being a vicious little bigot then... oh who am I kidding? I would have done the whole “sir (or madam)“ thing anyway. That was kinda fun. Shoo now, vicious little bigot.  You are no longer needed.

It’s funny that you think I owe you any answers and that you think calling me a pussy and demanding that I “do it” will get me to cooperate. You are adorable.

I have to be honest with you here:  I don’t give a shit about you.  I’m not trying to convince you of anything.  I used you as a prop to make a point about how…

Yep, I guess we’ll never see eye to eye. Oh well.

Oh my dear dimwit, you’ll never even understand where it is we disagree, will you?  I don’t disagree with your assertion about the sanctity of “men’s spaces” and “women’s spaces.”  I disagree with your premise that trans men are not men.  Trans men ARE men, and as such should have equal access to “men’s spaces.”  And…