It is an undeniable fact that Veep is the best show about Washington, D.C., that has ever been made. It eschews the heartwarmingly self-righteous smarm of The West Wing and avoids suggesting that This Town is run by flawlessly manipulative smooth operators like House of Cards. Instead, Veep shows the District for what it is: a town run by low-level, self-obsessed dolts more likely to trip over their own feet than get anything done right, flunkies who are themselves encircled by a silly media searching for the latest dumb scandal to drive easy headlines.
The new Batman v. Superman: Dawn of Justice (Part One Section A Version Three) trailer dropped last week after some a-hole released a shaky-cam sub-HD version of the trailer on social media. It’s not as bad as stealing Game of Thrones episodes, but it’s still kind of a dick move. Check it out here:
Of the many Hillary Clinton gaffes this week, the one I found least compelling was her totally reasonable refusal to “tip” the employees at Chipotle. I don’t know when we started tipping fast food workers (it certainly didn’t start when I was manning the counter at McDonald’s), but the whole idea is idiotic for any number of reasons: We tip waiters because they are providing a wholly different, far more complex service and because they make the tipped wage (the federal minimum wage for tipped employees is just $2.13/hour) and rely on tips for their livelihood. This faux-controversy is dumb. LEAVE HILLARY ALONE (about this; feel free to pile on about everything else).
More complex is the situation around Britt McHenry. Now, you’ve probably never heard of Britt McHenry—but neither had most of the people calling for her to be fired after video of her freaking out on a tow truck company’s employee surfaced. It took almost the entire work day for the social media mob to find someone to sacrifice, but they did it! Good job, good effort guys. We needed our daily expiation!
“Basically, it’s an ideas movie,” Alex Garland said toward the end of our interview about his new picture, Ex Machina. “It’s to provoke conversations and the thing I really hoped about this film more than anything—and it was made at a budget that allowed this to happen, a sort of creative freedom, really—is that it could be thoughtful.”
At some point yesterday in the early afternoon, I realized that our society is almost impossible to satirize.
Consider, for instance, that a feminist professor on a college campus was hit with a Title IX complaint for … noting that the younger generation of feminists on college campuses, steeped in the culture of victimhood, was too quick to try to shut down debates that make them uncomfortable. Seriously:
When last we checked in on Garry Trudeau—the court jester of the rapidly aging, and, thankfully, soon to exeunt Boomer cohort—we found he was parroting lies about the University of Virginia promulgated in Rolling Stone magazine’s then-discredited, now-debunked treatise “A Rape on Campus.”
More recently, he set his sights on the murdered cartoonists at Charlie Hebdo, who he excoriated for daring to believe that a satirist shouldn’t be murdered by medieval brigands for committing the crime of mocking their backward beliefs. He slammed these writers and cartoonists—writers and cartoonists who were murdered for their writing and cartooning—while accepting a prestigious journalism award. No, really! Here’s Trudeau: