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There’s !justpost@lemmy.world, but there’s another one that gets downvoted all the time where it’s just one person saying violent stuff about their day in a community they moderate. Dude built the perfect rage room, and I can’t remember what it’s called.

I give myself a “Dammit, Steve” from Life Aquatic maybe twice a week. I’m a woman, and my name isn’t Steve.

I’ve also got a lot of mileage out of, “everyone knows when you make an assumption, you make an ass out of you and umption.”

•Try not to be a dick

•No means no

•An additional elusive third thing. I’m a big fan of the laws of thermodynamics. Maybe those.

Sports. I do not care. And keywords futa, yiff, and ecchi.

Joel Schumacher’s Batmen movies, especially the Clooney one, were so awful they changed the tone of superhero movies from that point on.

I watched them both very recently during an extended Arnold Schwarzenegger movie binge, and it’s absolutely worth hate-watching them again for the sheer wonkiness and absurdity of… everything. Try tallying the Dutch angles. And girl power platitudes.

Doubtful. The whole marvel train is crashing.

Thor: Love and Thunder felt like it was written by a Disney executive suite after they ran metrics on what test groups laughed at in Taika’s other work, then amplified the lulz by 20%, and rewrote it for the 11-16 year old market.

I was old enough to see the original trilogy re-released with all the bad dumb filler George Lucas thought was necessary to complete his vision.

All the poopy squelchy gross-out CGI was obviously a crass moneygrab, but it seemed like such a reflection of the man himself that I boycotted the prequels when they came out. Then I found Red Letter Media. Fuck the prequels. Fuck that creepy bastard. Han shot only.