Vampire hunting, let me tell you, that’s a job that’ll suck you dry. You’ll work ’till set of sun. It’s a high stakes gig. Vampire pun.
Ever? Yes, ever. I said it. You gotta listen to me.
Blacker than the blackest black times infinity.
Brum brummm, brum-brum-brummmmmmmm
I’d say “who’re you callin’ old,” but I don’t want to get in an age contest with everyone who’s got a few years on me.
It’s a hand, but made into a fist, but with a single digit raised, and guess which one?
If nothing is impossible, then why wasn’t it possible to make a good movie out of this story?
…man, that’s a pretty late mass.
Momoa, more problems.
I cannot think of two words less-suited to follow one after the other, and also I cannot think of a movie title that conveys “ass kicking” better than this.
Ben Falcone married Melissa McCarthy and man, he has given a masterclass in riding coattails ever since.
I guess it takes a code black (the Pacific Rim TV series) to make up for a code blah (the Pacific Rim sequel).
Whose house? His house! Who’s he? A vengeful Sudanese witch!
A metaphor about dog shit on your lawn turns into one of the most raw and beautiful debuts of the year. Imagine that.
I didn’t loathe the last Ryan Murphy show of 2020, but does that mean I liked it? Or that it’s any good?
It’s time I admit that I’m probably always the wrong person to review anything Ryan Murphy writes or directs.
Oh, Ryan Murphy, you historical revisionist rascal, you.
Watch yourself watching yourself while you’re living with yourself in a hole in the ground and ah hell, I give up.
A chat with one of the best actors out there about process, trust, and one of the most pervasive social and political issues of our day, that of America’s original sin.
Netflix sure does make a whole lot of original movies, and a whole lot of them sure do…likely never show up in your recommendations at all. In some cases, that’s for the best, because they’re awful (a’la The Incredible Jessica James, a bad movie starring a really great actress). In other cases, you end up …