"I've like, found enlightenment or whatever, which makes me like, better than you."

Whenever I'm in a Wal-Mart and see a TRUMP documentary movie I put them all in the 5 dollar bin purely because the thought of a customer picking that out, going to the counter, and being charged MORE than five dollars, and the resulting chaotic arguments that ensue, gives me that German word for pleasure at other's…

"You're both pregnant so let's hook your brains up to these machines and connect them and now Mia is giving birth to a spider that eats her breasts as she's breast feeding it." Like I said, God help whoever has to adapt that.

Once you know the whole book is going to be one long flashback, you start to like it more rather than going "when are they gonna get to the fireworks factor-oh, there's the Tick Tock man..who's…now dead again? What was the point of keeping him around-a LITERAL WIZARD OF OZ PLOT POINT? and the book is done. Okay…

"Can you make it a crime procedural instead?"

Now whoa whoa whoa right there spinach chin…we're all entitled to our preferences, but the way they got off Blane the mono was STUPID? Ex-quese me? That's the most brilliant bit of plotting and character pay off ever written. No one could stump Blane with a traditional riddle, it was Eddie, the joker, telling dead…

God help whoever has to adapt "Roland has sex with a ghost and so does Susannah and that ghost is connected to a woman called Mia who gets pregnant with Roland's kid but also Susannah does because of a psychic connection via ghost sex"

Or Greg Stillson.

When I first watched CLOVERFIELD LANE I assumed, right from the opening shots of the wine bottle, that Mary Elizabeth Winstead's character was an alcoholic and the whole "lock you in a bomb shelter and pretend there's aliens outside" thing was an elaborate rehab program. TWIST!

That thing you just said is humorous because normally it wouldn't work that way, normally it would be the opposite way!

Holy fuck you are literally an insane person, you know that right?

Not really fascist to choose not to cover the raving a mad casino owner who will never be president, no matter how many old dinosaurs screech about it.

Go argue for apartheid somewhere else. He exists because being born rich and shouting the loudest about minorities is the best way to get the attention of a certain section of America that is going the way of the dodo.

Don't pretend man. I read an interview with the creator. Does WHERE IS MY MIND play when he finds out? Am I wrong, did his imaginary friend in fact start a revolution? The creator isn't shy that he's doing FIGHT CLUB, he just thinks its an homage when…its a rip off. If that's not what it is then fine, but don't tell…

Because I knew as soon as I said FIGHT CLUB someone would pop up and go THEY DIDN'T INVENT IMAGINARY FRIEND TWIST. Which isn't the rip-off; its the "mysterious leader of underground group is actually YOU and you now have no control over a revolution you started without even knowing." that is the rip-off. But again,…

Did the main character's imaginary friend on MR. ROBOT create a revolution? Then that's ripping off FIGHT CLUB.

I was making a point. Other examples could include:
-I'm making a show about two strangers on a train who agree to kill someone for the other person. It's an HOMAGE to STRANGERS ON A TRAIN.
-I'm making a show about a child psychologist and a kid who sees ghosts. The twist? The child psychologist is DEAD THE WHOLE TIME.…

To be fair, while Dinklage is great, he's in no way the only actor on that show who deserves an Emmy. Hell, Lena Headey should get something for giving a character an arc when all she had to be was Disney villain queen.

This is a dumb question but how the fuck does that keep happening in award shows? How do you run out of time? Seriously?

Someone once said they don't like the av club because they're forums are dominated by "Maoist socialist safe space babies." I'd love to direct them to your stunning ignorance to show them that, nope, the AV club is still a great place to show the world what an idiot you are.