I get it. You want to show off your cultural superiority. You like good culture; you hate being problematic.
Men. Ugh. Is there anything they won’t ruin with their penises? It seems like every day I’m reading about some new aspect of my life that I didn’t realize was destroyed by men.
Vince is gonna do the movie!
10. Tim Riggins, Friday Night Lights.
Three months later, the episode aired. There were watch parties.
Why do you ask me questions that you could ask Google?
Projecting John, Paul, George, and Ringo onto the members of other famous quartets is just the kind of useless minutia I can’t help but spend hours contemplating; in fact, the margins of my high school and college notebooks were already filled with like-minded endeavors (you know, which members of the Full House family correspond with which members of the Wu-Tang Clan… the usual).
The decadence of yesteryear no longer glitters with either promise or romance. We are always already watched, always already judged. Throughout Somewhere, Dorff screws beautiful women simply because he can. It is neither depraved nor decadent.
I have tried to watch things that are hip. I went through a phase of spending beyond my means on Criterion DVDs and watched The OC and The Sarah Silverman Program, neither of which “holds up” along artistic lines, at the respective moments of their coolness.