Aww, I thought this was gonna be able the ultimate answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe, and everything.
I guess it kinda is, though, anyway.
I am continually mortified that there is an America within living memory that was festooned with signs reading “Colored” and “White Only.” How did people simply not die of shame?



















Will it be the usual earnestness of the saint among men, or have the filmmakers for once dared to portray an underdog as an actual human being? The release date gives me some hope; normally this sort of thing would be Oscar-bait…