To me, Lebowski is like most of the Coen Brothers movies: it has a lot of great scenes that never really come together in a meaningful way.
To me, Lebowski is like most of the Coen Brothers movies: it has a lot of great scenes that never really come together in a meaningful way.
I felt mostly the same way watching it, but I also think the ending of the movie is important to understand the soul of it. I wasn’t crazy about the humor or the whole look-how-random-LOL vibe it had, but I do think there was something more beneath that. The performances were also very good.
Over the years I’ve learned to trust my cat. If he’s on the counter, I tell him to get off, and he gets off.
If he doesn’t get off, I know him well enough to know that there’s a good reason. Like he’s looking at me with that same cat expression he always has, but I know he’s thinking, “Trust me, I’m allowed to be here right now.”
Ok, let’s do this.
We silently coordinate our efforts. I start moving appliances off the counter until the intruder is exposed. It’s a cockroach, a big one. It scurries. Bucky swats, stunning it. He gets it in his mouth for a second, but it’s gross so he spits it out. Once it’s disabled, I finish it with a shoe.
Mountain of treats. Glorious victory.
Alternate ending: it escapes under the fridge and Bucky stands guard for three days waiting for it to return. He knows his job.
Maybe that’s just it. They’ve accomplished something, but ultimately they know it’s meaningless. So they try to find a context where it has meaning.
Some of them find that meaning in charity, helping large portions of humanity.
Others realize that the only circumstance where the distinction between a billion and a hundred million matters is if the world is absolutely going to shit.
Nostalgia usually doesn’t work on me, but bringing back 1990s Jim Carrey to be in the Sonic movies is laser targeted at 10-year-old me and totally works.
Orpheus is the one who looks back. He should be looking back at Eurydice, and the girl on the right is Hades looking all smug.
You’re digging the knife into the pit to get a grip on it without damaging the avocado flesh around it.
To do so, place the knife as shown in the picture, then hit the back of it with your hand to drive it in. I usually just take a swing at it with the knife itself, but it’s probably a little more consistent to do it this way.
Avocado pits are slippery. You can’t usually just grab them with your fingers.
So just do what the picture shows, and then do what the instructions say, in that order.
Personally, I like a treadmill.
For years I planned to get one, and all the runners in my family would talk about how awful they are, how no one ever uses it once they have it, and getting outside is so much better.
I finally got the treadmill a couple months ago, and I use it several times per week. Some weeks I use it every day. It’s convenient, I can control the temperature in the room, I can watch something on my phone while I run, and I like being able to set a consistent pace.
I had great, loving parents who tried their best to get me interested in my education. It didn’t matter. ADHD meant I was never going to be a good student.
Any time someone can’t tell the difference between centrists and fascists, I just have to assume that their stance is more about arguing than it is about a sincerely held ideology.
That doesn’t bother me, and as someone who occasionally makes comics I always appreciate positive feedback like that.
So much worse is:
OP: “This [noun] is [adjective].”
Commenter 1: “This [noun] is [worse adjective]. FTFY.”
Commenter 2: “[Noun] isn’t [adjective]… BECAUSE IT’S AN INSULT TO [ADJECTIVE] THINGS EVERYWHERE! I am so clever! You thought I was defending [noun], but I pulled an Uno Reverse, which is also a clever thing to say!”
At dinner that night I imagine commenter 2 tells his mom all about how he’s so funny on reddit. She doesn’t really listen.
The Trump Organization is selling official Trump 2028 hats.
I’m not convinced some people aren’t just statistical language algorithms. And I don’t just mean online; I mean that seems to be how some people’s brains work.
Even with this information, it’s fine if it’s a small part of your diet. My kids aren’t going to die because they eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich every day.
Always having it available and the fact that they’ll eat it mean it’s the healthier choice.
You have to make tradeoffs. That’s just how food works and how it has always worked.
Kellogg was never actually that influential. People mostly knew he was a crackpot at the time.
An episode of Adam Ruins Everything gave him way too much credit, and then people on the internet just keep repeating it because Kellogg was such a weird guy.
Not the person you replied to, but I’m a New Yorker. I lived near the city on 9/11. My friends lost family members. My dad was across the street from the towers and thankfully made it out alive.
I’ve downvoted every single 9/11 joke I’ve ever seen. I’ve personally shut down people who made 9/11 jokes in real life. It’s not really something to make jokes about.
But this comic is right. 9/11 was the defining moment of my generation. It changed America for the worse.
Comparing that to Trump’s fascist takeover is apropos.
Trump was already responsible for one 9/11’s worth of American deaths when he refused to send aid after Hurricane Maria. Then COVID happened.
Honestly. It’s horrible that he’s sending people who are legally allowed to be here to his concentration camp, but it is also equally horrible that he’s sending people who aren’t legally allowed to be here to his concentration camp.
Immigrants are good. Immigration is good. Everything about this is fucked up and goes against the soul of America.
It confuses me when someone thinks plastics are “bad”. It’s such a privileged, narrow viewpoint that ignores so many of the problems that humanity has needed to solve.