Contentious C

I like how GS almost lost a game where their MVP winners combined for 69 points to a guy named Joe Ingles. Joe Ingles should be tuning up your car, not tuning up the defending champs.

Cod Blops sounds like a game I would actually play. Or like a Rick and Morty character.

I'm about the last person on Earth who can ever relate to weight gain issues, but I'm a type 1 diabetic and a colitis sufferer, so there are maybe 3 foods I can eat with impunity. I know the struggle of finding calories all too well. Hope you're not allergic to nuts because... Almonds are your friend. I still nosh ~3 oz a day of them. You can get 2.5 lb bags at Costco for fairly cheap, less than or roughly $5/lb (anywhere else and they're a ripoff; I've looked). Sunflower seeds are also good, and a lot cheaper, and have more protein, but they have a crapton of saturated fats in comparison. Natural peanut butter is something I've gotten very much hooked on as well. It still has whatever sugar the peanuts have, but it's better than the other brands. It takes a little while to get used to the taste, but now I couldn't imagine going back. Just try to look for the ones that separate on the shelf - Smucker's, for example, or some of the store generics. The ones that look smooth have palm oil in them, and since it's a bittering agent, it makes the taste disgusting. Or, better yet, if you have a good grocery store nearby, grind the peanuts yourself. These basically saved my life until I could cobble together enough things to eat that wouldn't beat the shit out of either one condition or the other.

"Make" suggests he wasn't going to cry about something, somewhere, sometime anyway.

Finally got around to watching mother! tonight. Yeah, I suppose not strictly a horror movie, but if you empathize with mother at all, it could be watched as such. I think it qualifies as deep horror. I also have no clue why people could have thought the movie made no sense. If anything, it failed to rise above the level of bald allegory often enough to be one of Aronofsky's best movies. Perhaps it was easier to call it a mess than to address how nakedly critical it is of its "source material".

In other QB news, Marcus Mariota just got sacked by Chargers safety Derwin James.

Too bad it's stuck on a badly designed website (hint to Criterion - people are used to have a text entry box *below* where it says e-mail, not WHERE it says e-mail).

Hey, Reply # 666! I watch horror movies, too! Well, rewatch them, in this case. Decided to rewatch Blade and Blade II over the last couple of days. Wow, these are both just stinky-bad. I think Blade II gets a bit of a pass because of it being the rare sequel that's better than the original, but that doesn't really make it a good movie. It has the skeletal outline of a plot and character development, some good visuals, one good fight scene and one OUTSTANDING fight scene (for the first 80% of it), but otherwise...woof, it's still a dog of a movie. I think I've seen all of del Toro's movies now, except for Crimson Peak, and the weird thing about Blade II is it doesn't feel like one of his movies at all. It actually feels more like it belongs to Jean-Pierre Jeunet; if you sit this one down next to the way that Delicatessen or City of Lost Children looks - or, Hell, Alien: Resurrection - I think there are going to be some similarities. Then again, it could just be they've always shared a lot of visual style, aside from their deep and abiding love for Ron Perlman, and this was the first time it popped off the screen at me. And then I watched Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer. Wow. Wow wow wow wow wow wow wow. Michael Rooker has probably always been top 3 for actors who scare me the most - even his otherwise-laughable character in Days of Thunder is probably not someone you'd leave a small child with - but it was amazing to see how all that started. I don't think I've ever seen any other form of visual media that is this raw, anywhere. Makes you wonder if it's because it's seriously that hard to pull off well, or if the fuss about this back in the 80s has just pushed people away from trying to recapture lightning in a bottle for decades. Probably a lot from both columns. And no, I couldn't resist saying "I'm Mary Poppins, y'all!" during the brief dance scene with the camcorder. Interestingly, I finished this some time after midnight last night, and then slept like a fucking baby afterwards. Go figure.

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The #1 movie trending on GirlCroosh, then?

And due to the lovely rules of the No Fun League, we cut away to commercials and other games, instead of the most gripping game of the day...

I figure by now Gilbert has tweeted stuff that would not only make Disney's Twitter sphincter clench, it would make James Gunn's Twitter's sphincter clench.

Yeah, it's easily one of the best TV fights there's ever going to be. I think what always got me about that show is how flipping huge they make Dan look, so that you take him seriously as an enforcer, and it's entirely due to camera trickeration, plus the old bonus trick called, "Standing next to Ian McShane constantly." I was just floored when I saw W. Earl Brown on True Detective and realized what a dumpy guy he was. Plus, his IMDb bio starts thusly: "As a rule, W. Earl Brown does not usually speak of himself in the third-person. However, the Internet Movie Database will not accept biographical information written in the first person, therefore:"

Are all those plot points given away by an actor speaking in a far-too-documentarian style, as though we're sitting in on a 70s-era drunk driving movie for high schoolers, like the goddamned psychiatrist in Split? Because...holy shit, give me all the lines from True Detective Season 2 before that garbage.

Look on the bright side: it beats waking up every morning and thinking to yourself, "Hey, I don't recall being woken up by a gunshot a few blocks away at any point last night" (aka, how I spent 2012-2015 in Baltimore). OK fine, 2016 and 2017, too. Other upsides to this happening in Not-Baltimore - the police who see that photo will actually look for someone, rather than shrug and say, "Eh, he's wearing the Baltimore Uniform, could be anybody" and go back to their usual job of ignoring people who run red lights.