You know what film failed to challenge even a second grade understanding of anything? Blues Brothers. You know what film really nails being two solid hours of entertainment? Blues Brothers.

At no point in either movie do you ever wonder what is going to happen to the protagonist, how they’re going to get out of a predicament, or think about the world we live in. Even if you wanted to, you wouldn’t, because you’re jamming out to Aretha Franklin absolutely killing it.

I love dark introspective movies with layers of nuance that make me stare in to infinity for a while had thinking about what I saw. I also love dumb fun entertainment. There’s a wide gap between those two extremes where quality just falls in to a mediocre valley of boring. And right at the middle there’s another peak where truly rare films manage to strike a balance between stupid fun and introspective. It’s like horseshoes, close counts because you almost never hit the peg. Mandy comes to mind. So does the first Iron Man.

Gentlemen, it both sucks and fucks. If she freaky anyway.

No

It’s half the answer

±1 WHAT ALEX. ±1 WHAT??

1 thou? 1 millimeter? A fucking mile?! WHAT DOES ±1 MEAN YOU FUCKING HACK.

This rant brought to you by a salty machinist and a new engineer.

I’ve said it when I know I’m next to some maga idiot and it’s we either don’t talk politics or SippyCup catches himself a felony

I mean, any more than I know the first sex robot death will involve a Brony no.

But I do know it’ll be a dude. And Sonic will absolutely be involved

The sex robot will not fuck them to death.

The sex robot will crush their skull like Overyn Martell because he asked for yet another Brony/Sonic roleplay.