It’s good . . . ?
This is an art. You should think “He is buff. I would like to powerwash him.”
Somehow, this is also an art. You should think “I wish I owned that. But I don’t know where I could put it in my house.”
Even the ones that are good.
Music school wasn’t about how to make music good. That part was, perhaps wrongly, assumed. No, music school is where you figure out whether music should be good. And that’s where it starts to get bad.
White men, take heed: home-made charcuterie is ok, statutory rape is not. Pretty simple.
After he sold Street Sharks, but before he appeared in a poster on my bathroom wall, Vin Diesel made a biopic about a hero mobster who rejects free legal advice from Peter Dinklage.
White men in the mid-20th century wrote a lot of books about their dicks! That got published and celebrated! Today, those guys write for tv.
Seinfeld came as close as it possibly could to reminding us that fuck it, we’re all going to die. In the meantime, what’s so bad about being stuck in a room with your three best friends, talking about shirts?
There has never been a good collage.
A straight-up film review, with a long introduction about the concept of midlist fiction.
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