I had been of the mind that if only Donald Trump stuck to his prepared remarks and delivered them with some discipline, he would be the recipient of positive attention following his speech in Cleveland tonight, perhaps even in quarters that go beyond his natural base of support. But after that long, dark, angry, bridge-burning, personality-cult-driven, blood-and-soil speech, a kind of Buchanan-for-Dummies remix of the ’92 convention, I can’t see how this will be the case.
As one of the world’s foremost Zack Snyder apologists, it pained me to give a Batman v. Superman: Dawn of Justice a negative review. Unlike many of the Snyder-haters out there, I actually like his vision for the DC universe. I think it’s interesting to imagine what would happen if an invulnerable man fell from the sky and was introduced to the world by destroying a small part of it in a fight with a similarly powered individual. Would people hail him as Superman? Or would they fear him as the superman?
Yesterday, in a misguided attempt to defend/troll Mike Pence, Sonny Bunch argued that (1) Chili’s is good and that (2) a proper ranking of chain restaurants would put Chili’s at the top and Ruby Tuesday in the second slot.
This is madness. All of it.
As I’ve noted elsewhere, the discussion surrounding the reboot of Ghostbusters (1984) is pretty terrible because Ghostbusters (2016) has devolved into a front in the culture war and no culture war issue can ever be discussed with anything resembling decency. Allow me, then, to offer a few do’s and don’ts for discussing the reboot without sounding like an idiot or a jerk.
If it hadn’t been reported that convention speeches fall under the purview of Trump campaign manager Paul Manafort, I’d suspect Trump’s three eldest children—the fruit of his marriage to Ivana, all of whom have a significant role in their father’s campaign—of intentionally doing step-mom Melania in. Fun as that thought is, the truth is of course more likely to do with garden variety incompetence in a gonzo campaign. It does heighten the moment that the counterfeit passages have to do with hard work and integrity, doesn’t it?
Still. Rather than being outraged over this particular incident, I’m sympathetic to Nate Silver’s observation:
Over the weekend, Mike Pence—Donald Trump’s choice for vice president despite the fact that Pence harshly criticized The Donald’s idiotic and unworkable plan to ban Muslims from coming into the United States—tweeted a photo of himself and his family eating a meal at the Chili’s in New York City.
In my Ghostbusters review, I noted that the most ironic thing about the lady-driven reboot is the fact that the funniest actor in it is, well, a dude.
Here is the objectively correct ranking of chain restaurant french fries. Please do not contradict it. Save your crying about why you like garbage fries from Checker’s for someone who cares. 1. Chick-Fil-A So good. Pairs perfectly with any sauce. The waffle shape is key and all-too-rare in the franchise world. 2. Arby’s It’s now a …