Not quite “Fleabag,” but almost like “Fleabag,” but without all the raunchiness.
It’s true: I did in fact manage to land one virtual film festival gig this year.
Glowing praise preambled with a mea culpa.
I have an old anecdote about Wil Wheaton that has stuck with me for over a decade, buckle up.
Hoooooo boy I did not like this bullshit at all.
I didn’t loathe the last Ryan Murphy show of 2020, but does that mean I liked it? Or that it’s any good?
You’d figure he’d be a horse, but no: He’s a MAN.
I might’ve under-valued this one, so you should all see it for yourselves and let me know.