"Shwarwanda Phellates Philly" and "Shwarwanda Phucks Philly" and "Shwarwanda Phelches Philly" were all shot back to back…—then flipped over and filmed THAT way, too.

It will not even be as good as Troma's "Gangsta Squid."

Truly.  I weep for the phoney generations to come…that will be forever be chasing "meaningfulness" in five-second bundles, the enticing green light of Validity and Fulfillment always just beyond their grasp, as the gobbling toothy bloodfrothed maw of the "42-second expiration Beast" named Obsolescence chases them…

You'll notice, in the HTC spot, that they don't bother to show us any of the supposed "photographs" from this inane fashion shoot.  For good reason, too:  Not only is the model's "high fashion" completely generic and ridiculous (a mirrored-and-feathered leotard with whore boots, that looks like a costume from "Space: …

TO:  Snidely, below:  Hiya.

"Siri, is that rain?"
"Yes, you fucking retard; that's rain."
"Can you order me some soup, I've forgotten how to work the can opener again."
"Certainly, dumbfuck, I'll see if Samuel's got any gazpacho left."
"Who's Sam Ewelz?"
"Don't worry about it, sweety.  Have you found your shoes yet, or should I find you someplace…

RE:  2.  I think the key point was that THIS "faggot" was "out" in a position of power, and they all had to acknowledge acceding to his tastes and wants to get a "green light" on their commercial.  (It's also interesting how the music he sends over is "30 years old" but still seems to point towards the future…as do…

Don doesn't pick the track at random.  Megan tells him to listen to it first; so, clearly, that's closest to her adventurous mindtrack/soultrack at that moment…which puts her in a different universe entirely from her poor, brilliant, hidebound hubby.

Yes it can; I've witnessed it, with the doors opening on a 6-story drop.  I've also had the doors open on an empty elevator stuck half-way between floors.

You'll find a few incomplete versions of this list on the web already, but they're almost all misspelled, and missing the character's terrific gag "titles."  So…have at it!

Another random addendum:  In the above clips, the scene of Tom Selleck guest-starring as the ridiculously fly "Lance White" made me think he was the true inspiration of Tom Berenger's "J.T. Lancer" character in "The Big Chill."

Cool.  I wanted to make sure my memory hadn't been nostalgiafucked, so I just jumped over to HULU, and into a random moment from Chase's “The Oracle Wore A Cashmere Suit.”  By chance, I landed in the near-climax scene, set in a midnight parking garage, where the baddie tries to race away in his nifty little sportscar,…

Here's another element of the show that deserves discussion:  It's look.  Shot on film, employing a well-done, liberal dose of hand-held 70's cinema verite style, Rockford featured lots of "natural lighting" as well as low-light/very-black-shadowed "shaggy noir" compositions; it was often staged on location in all…

Yes; that's something I thought this article was missing:  How Garner's Rockford was in many ways television's interpretation of the Bogart anti-hero.

"…as his comrades splash in a hot tub…"

Glexnor:  It's a parasitic/symbiotic living medicinal candy used to keep the horrific post-pre-apocalypse "screaming meme-ies" at bay and, therefore, help the audience to remain somewhat quiet throughout the fil-em (—a quaint 21st century form of non-injection information absorbification).

So you're saying…you want to be his full time Set Decorator?

It's so that one might more clearly see the depth of degradation and misery in the human soul doy.

Your puny God can't help you:  Your observational powers and insights are doomed to remain exactly this derisory.

Thregs!