No love for the Dreyfus Affair smdh
No love for the Dreyfus Affair smdh
He was ranting about everything when he was young too.
It’s crazy how awful AI has made practically every corner of the internet these days. Question/answer websites like Quora are unreadable gibberish now, and Facebook is a vast wasteland of bots endlessly sharing bad AI art with other bots. Granted, Facebook has been on the decline for years, but it’s still surprising…
Someone should write a play about him.
I still believe some of Cohn’s molted skin was combined with Chemical X to produce Stephen Miller.
The articles are definitely getting better. All they need to do now is bring back Disqus. If they do, maybe one of my account isn’t banned from AVC (you call recoegnitions a cunt ONE time...).
He’s only barely clinging to life because of his resources and access to mega-expensive top of the line medical care. He drinks Diet Coke all day and refuses to eat vegetables or exercise, has been doing so for decades, and he’s 78. There’s a point when even the ultrawealthy can’t pay off nature and time
Hopeful, but a few too many “greatest hits” here. Shrunken head guy, the “squeeee” as someone is saying his name, the unseen face thing, the worm. Even looks like a dance number, albeit larger scale. I’m not surprised, I guess, it’s a nostalgia sequel after all, but I’d hoped maybe Burton would do better.
She’s a TEENAGER and her mother is right there, telling her NOT to say the name. Of course she has to say the name.
I know it will be extremely difficult to live up to the original film, but this trailer proved to me how excited I am just to be getting another visit to Tim Burton’s wacky Beetlejuice universe.
...and that little boy whom nobody liked grew up to be... Roy Cohn.
Still hoping he let down his universe by not actually being Wolverine but a Skrull impersonator named Jack Human. I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL
I don’t know what the hell Eddie Munster did to my table!
I’ve been to Chicago once. I rode the train downtown, stepped off into a storm of gale winds, and was surrounded by the ever-present potpourri stank of spiced sausage absolutely everywhere I went.
this is what comment sections are for, thanks!
this is so refreshing to see, a classic av club piece. keep em coming.
‘I mean, call that “cancellation” if you’d like, seems to be the shorthand. But it *is* modern shorthand for a phenomenon that has occurred since society has been a thing.’
He’s my favourite movie star with a size 10 head and a size 8 face.
The sad thing is Jim Davis actually had a second, superior, strip titled U.S. Acres (1986-1989) set on a farm. It failed to get enough newspapers to carry it to make it worthwhile and so it died.