Ah, yeah! It’s Thanksgiving Week! Which means the most glorious span of six weeks or so is kicking off! Holiday season! Days upon days of getting fat, fiddling with candy canes (interpret that as you will), getting fat, drinking with friends, getting fat, playing video games, and this year, seeing TheWarStars Movie over and over again!
Typically we rock a Monday Morning Commute here, but what the fuck. Let’s go nuts. A lot of people are already off, a lot of people are going to be off, and those who aren’t getting any time off are obviously welcome to use this place as a refuge.
Go figure — one of the biggest flops of the year, a movie critically panned and awash in bullshit-slung and words-spit, has seen its sequel removed from Fox’s release schedule.
Just give Marvel the rights, Fox.
Bob Odenkirk fucking owns. Owns on Mr. Show, owns on BreakingBetterCallSaulBad, owns on the first season of Fargo. Among other efforts. Soon! Soon, Bob Odenkirk is going to be owning in theaters, in the film Girlfriend’s Day. Thanks to Netflix!
Man. I’m one episode away from finishing off Fargo‘s first season. It’s a morbid, mesmerizing, atmospheric little tale of dark humor and violence in a quiet two or two. And I can’t stop raving about it. So I’m stoked that not only do I have a second season to immediately jump into, but there is also a third on the way.
Game of Thrones got itself a release month and poster for its sixth season. I haven’t fucked with GoT since the beginning of the fourth season, but I imagine this is going to excite a lot of people.
Man, I don’t know. Maybe Wonder Woman will be fantastic. Maybe it won’t be. But I’m so apprehensive about the DCU in general that is hard for me to feel anything but apathetic about the whole enterprise. Surprise me, DC. Surprise me.I’ll be seeing all your movies anyways, as a loser fanboy who grouses about your choices and then never backs it up.
It’s the Weekend, baby! That means that the labor union-earned two day siesta is kicking off for the lot of us lucky to not have that privilege extracted by the PowersThatBe that RunOurJobs. #PoliticalPosturing #IActuallyStandForNothingTho. Anyways! That can only mean one thing around here! Jerking off and wearing sweatpants all day, while hoping our spouses don’t hear our tears!