Still not ready-for-prime time!

Witches, beware.

It resonates because Malick has several children that can’t read good.

Judging by the character’s arc, this car might be cursed.

BEST friends.

We will tell you who it is in the article.

But I can’t raise FIFTY DOLLARS to dye my dog blue? F*ckin’ Obama.

THEY’RE BACK AT IT.

Comic Book Guy wouldn’t take this well.

They’re probably all on the ginseng and kale bullshit bandwagon now.

If you make a prequel to a classic film, then make a sequel to that prequel, then you can remake the classic film without audiences even realizing what you’ve done!

That’s “series” plural. Two series. Each from one man.

Judging a movie by its poster.

Maybe they could move them all to an island with no electricity and replace the shows with ‘Seinfeld’ reruns.

MEH.

The producers should be careful. From what I’ve seen, he’s a terrible employee.

My vote is still for “John Goodman on a Treadmill” to host.

Sure. This sounds agreeable enough.

He made a mockery out of a mockery!

He’s going to bite someone, and it’s going to be a really big deal. You heard it here first.

I smell a cameo! And cocaine.

Send the lady from wardrobe to the cargo shorts store. NOW!

You’re not equipped to deal with them, so just walk away.

It beats just getting on Facebook and doing a “guesstimate.”

Explosions, dammit.

Let’s focus on the negative.

He wore them because they masked Rudy’s bloody during his often-violent outbursts. Just kidding. Not at all.

When will Christian Bale make a movie about a guy just having fun?

War’s always more fun in a group.

He’ll still get to call everyone “son” in this series. Well, maybe not the pope.