reason No. 185 why Craig Ferguson is awesome
It’s about why he’ll no longer make jokes about Charlie Sheen…
It’s about why he’ll no longer make jokes about Charlie Sheen…
Please please please please read Mark Harris’s “The Day the Movies Died” at GQ. Because I don’t want to be alone in my bitter despair.
…on how the cultural embrace of violent misogynist celebrity Charlie Sheen and his ongoing meltdown is little different from other reality television…
Working for “exposure” is bullshit. But even if there were some value in “exposure” for writers, Huffington now admits that those unpaid bloggers aren’t getting any exposure at all…
If Mr. Potato Head can exist by attaching his parts to a tortilla, then where does Mr. Potato Head’s essence reside if not in his very own potato head? Is it in the sum of his parts?
…almost cause paradox.
“The life of an anorexic duck doesn’t amount to much in the broad scheme of things.”
It may not represent the best tribute to our favorite Time Lord, however…
It keeps us on our intellectual and emotional toes as it blithely bounces us around thorny philosophical koans and lets us peek behind the scenes of the universe at the charming puppetmasters who pull the strings. But for the heaviness of the film’s metaphysics, there is something ineffably light and charming about it. If Frank Capra made The Matrix, it would be The Adjustment Bureau.
Mars needs moms to tell them to eat their broccoli? Oh, yes, that’s what turns out to be the case. Doesn’t Mars need dads, too?