There’s no vaccine that protects people from stupidity.
People can believe that 2+2=5 as long as they want, but sooner or later the check is going to bounce.
For the GOP, the check must have bounced pretty hard. They’ve flushed the “Covid is a hoax created by the Democrats” narrative down the memory hole.
It’s the same actors in a new play reading a different script, but their captive audience has to pretend not to notice.
On his TV show, Sean Hannity begged his viewers to get vaccinated. Steve Scalise, a former skeptic, got his first shot. Mitch O’Connell announced…
No, The Black Widow isn’t singing with the dead parrot in the celestial choir, so knock it off, already.
There’s no chalk outline marking where the Russian superspy used to be. Put away those tear-stained hankerchiefs. Stop posting mournful laments to Natasha Romanoff on Facebook. To paraphrase the great Mark Twain, “the reports of her death were exaggerated.”
What’s that? Yes, I saw the Black Widow heroically sacrificing her life in Avengers: Endgame. So what’s your point? Dr. McCoy once said, “He’s dead, Jim.” Didn’t Spock prove him wrong? Han didn’t let his death in Tokyo Drift stop him.
It’s Henry Cavill’s world right now. The rest of us just live in it, and the rent’s too damned high. That’s what happens when what you’re selling is in demand and audiences can’t get enough of it. And Cavill deserves his success.
It’d be easy for Cavill to shift into neutral and coast on his good looks, but the gifted British actor works just as hard on his craft as he does on his biceps.
And there’s a lot on Cavill’s plate besides skinless chicken breasts and protein shakes: The Witcher was renewed for a third season. There’s persistent rumors…
I used to worry about making room for all the t-shirts I own. Now I’m having the same problem with my growing collection of masks.
I consolidated my socks and briefs, so that freed up a drawer. Plenty of room, but it’ll be full before I know it.
My wife and I have boxes of paper surgical masks in the closet where we keep the other medical stuff like bandages, Tylenol, disposable gloves.
The extra masks are there for emergencies, because we don’t know when things might suddenly get weird again. We remember the empty shelves in stores last year.
“Always leaving them wanting more.” — Elvis Presley
Male lead actors never go gentle into that good night. Usually, the wreckage of these used-to-be matinee idols is dumped in the Redbox junkyard.
There’s Bruce Willis, who’s worn the same facial expression for over a decade. There’s Orlando Bloom, who hasn’t found a good role since taking the elf ears off. There’s Steven Seagal, who’s a sweaty dirigible with sunglasses and a cheap toupee. There’s Nicolas Cage, who always looks like he’s having a hell of a good time, so never mind.
So I understand why Harrison Ford is killing himself…
There is none so blind as he who will not see — Ray Stevens
Quentin Tarantino is the latest cautionary tale of what happens when a celebrity inhales too much of the bong smoke that his publicist is blowing up everybody else’s butt.
Tarantino was a guest on The Joe Rogan Experience podcast, and they were discussing a controversial scene in Tarantino’s Once Upon a Time in Hollywood. Bruce Lee, the legendary martial-arts icon, was portrayed as a rude, bullying, loudmouthed fraud. Cliff Booth, a Hollywood stuntman (and obviously Tarantino’s Mary Sue), humiliates Lee when the two men fight.
O beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on. — William Shakesphere
It happened during a magazine interview where Sharon Stone was promoting her memoir The Beauty of Living Twice. I feel sorry for the reporter. All the poor schlub did was toss a softball question at Sharon Stone about what was it like working with Meryl Streep and the actress went medieval on his ass.
“I like the way you phrase that, that I finally got to work with Meryl Streep. You didn’t say, ‘Meryl finally got to work…
George R.R. Martin has nobody to blame but himself when the Game of Thrones TV series beat him to the finish line.
It’s hard to feel sorry for the rich, award-winning fantasy writer George R.R. Martin, but sometimes I do. In every interview George has done lately, it’s become almost impossible to ignore the 800-lb. gorilla in the room: “When are you going to finish Games of Thrones, George?”
That not-so-innocent question ignited many contentious arguments among fans of the novels. On one side, you have the hardcore addicts going through withdrawal and they need it now. On the other…
Harrison Ford should have never put on the fedora.
When the absurd and infamous “nuke the fridge” sequence is the only noteworthy moment that you can take away from Indiana Jones and the Temple of the Crystal Skull, that’s when you realize you just stepped barefoot into a big, wet, steaming pile of bad filmmaking.
Incredibly, that scene isn’t even the worst thing about the movie. This fiasco had a truckload of problems from the very beginning.
The klutzy title didn’t help. There was no amiable Marcus Brody bumbling around (Denholm Eliot died in 1992, RIP). Shia LaBeouf, playing Indy’s…
Safety regulations are written in blood.— Unknown
Things stay the same until the next thing, however, nobody knows how long we’ll be doing the same thing or what will be the trigger to get us to the next thing.
As an example, when I’m looking at the news and I see a smiling white dude with an AK-47 strutting up and down the aisle of a supermarket, I know things are the same in this country when it comes to our toxic relationship with guns.
It’s been the same for so damned long that more and more people have ugly…
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