There’s a moment in Disclosure Day that felt more honest about the idea of an ordinary person living through a movie-grade action set-piece than anything I’ve seen since Casino Royale. The whole movie is great, but that scene especially hit me hard.

No amount of money is ever gonna make those hair plugs look real, Lonnie.

Is there an existing, acknowledged psychological behavior of having had major cut-you-open surgery eight months prior and only NOW freaking out about the fact that you were on an operating table being cut open? Asking for a me.

There is meaning behind a casting. We don't get to keep a job for more than a few weeks at a time. Having a role recurr is the closest we ever get to job security. Consider the material conditions of actors- as well as what they have brought to your franchise as free marketting- when you cast.

Every once in a while, you just need to dive into a massive run on Weird Al songs and videos. “Once in a while” is something of a flexible rubric; the time between may be surprisingly brief.

Tell lawmakers you deserve the right to control your own voice and likeness 💪 Take two minutes to support the NO FAKES Act. #nofakes Make your voice heard here: actionnetwork.org/petitions/su...

This is where we speculate on where Spencer Pratt will move now that he’s lost and he promised to GTFO. Maybe he’ll crash on a gold-plated futon at Mar-A-Lago? Oooh, he could rent a bungalow in Papua New Guinea and pretend he’s surrounded by AI-generated dogs! No, wait, A HOT AIR BALLOON.

1990: Time, Inc. 2001: AOL 2018: AT&T 2022: Discovery 2026: Paramount/Skydance Anybody wanna remind Warner Bros. shareholders of the ol’ Rita Mae Brown quote, “Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, but expecting different results”?

I’m out in Brea for the afternoon, stopping in at a local coffee spot for some cold brew. One of the workers there, a young lady likely in her early 20s, has cut up a cardboard box to be a wide flat helmet. With eyeholes. And cardboard eyelashes. The kids are gonna be alright. 💪

UK-based Rockstar game workers formally announce union: aftermath.site/rockstar-games...

Martin’s point here reminds me, in a much more extreme and damning capacity, of one of my favorite themes of one of my favorite TV shows of all time. Let’s talk about Daria. (Bear with me here, I swear I’m gonna land the connection between these things by the end. 🧵)

ANNOUNCEMENT: The workers of Dark Horse Comics @darkhorse.com are forming a union. Please read our mission statement below. 👇 #DHWU

Had the pleasure to talk to @mindmeltstudio.bsky.social on their podcast! We discuss the old Rotten Tomatoes message boards, my work as a VA and how I manage anxiety through it, and we do a brief March Madness tournament of various VAs. Give it a listen/watch! youtu.be/RO5qrp_Tn4Y?...

Iconic.

one of the greatest, an absolute legend, rest in peace

Since the topic of a *certain* non-union VG and the contradicting efforts made (or not!) to organize a work stoppage against it some time ago has come up, and the worst people on the ‘Net are saying the same things as usual, I wanna pose a question: Have you ever tried to throw a surprise party? 🧵

I think it would be amazing if, after all the hype and buildup, we only get five minutes into Avengers: Doomsday before the Russos just rick roll the audience for the remaining three hours. Downey gets barely three words into his first line before you hear the synth drums.

Y’know what sucks? Catastrophizing. Don’t do it. Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, I can see you doing it again. Stop. It’s not going to be as bad as that. Take a breath, stay here in reality.

Another banger of a thread from Ben, but this part here reminds me of a facet of the modern structure of discourse, as we see on social media such as Twitter, FB, or *here* that I think has been under-examined. And that’s the elimination or the downplaying of time as a factor in communication. 🧵

In these deeply troubling, existentially disturbing times, it is important that we remember the greatest wisdom given to us. youtu.be/wBzwv057GPs?...

I’m getting the sense that the creative team on Clayface MIGHT have played a little Mouthwashing. Teaser looks good. 👍

Half-awake, fading fast, and I am struck with the unexpected memories of Bucky O’Hare. I’m just conscious enough to wonder why he didn’t have any Irish accent. How dare they.

Just read that George Wyner is reprising Sandurz for the new Spaceballs, which makes me so happy because… 1. His rapport with Moranis was impeccable. 2. The sequel’s team KNOWS that rapport is important enough to seek him out. Very stoked for this. Dammit, gotta wait a whole year.

Inspired by Sena doing this, so shall I. A couple of notes: - FFIV is a great game, I’m not saying otherwise. But it’s my least favorite of the SNES FFs and I’d actually argue that V has a better story. Seriously. - “Personal impact” in this case meaning part of my inspiration to go into VO.

It always blows my mind how cynical AI proponents are about even the mere notion of human effort and what it can accomplish. In their warped minds, nothing is actually possible without a machine doing it.

If you see this, post a character from space:

I dunno about you, but I find teetering on the precipice of worldwide disaster only to be endlessly albeit briefly pulled back from the brink by the capricious whims of a rotting cranium to be very, VERY exhausting. Maybe that’s just me.

We need more unions in video games. Everyone, every position, every job, not just actors. Collective Bargaining helps you fight unfair labor practices, and helps fight against wage theft. And if enough unions are formed, we can work together to get profit share for our work.

Bad week for tech bros. I pity the belabored interns who’ll get the resultant pissy fury. Hang in there, spit in their nitro cold brew orders.

Donald’s track record of not healing Sora in time remains unbroken.

We’ve told all the casting agents that the Weird Al biopic sequel is currently on hold, but they just keep sending in headshots.

the vengeful pillow by Edward Gorey

I want next year’s Oscar-nominated songs and scores played at the ceremony on synthesizers programmed for dog barks on every note.

Big iced tea matchup on Friday

Can’t wait for Brendan Carr to tell the Academy they’ve gotta discontinue their Documentary categories or they’ll lose their FCC license. When they respond that they don’t have one, he’ll angrily issue one so he can then threaten to take it away.

I’m hoping that Grogu finally learns to speak in the new film, and he talks completely normally, thereby proving that Yoda’s thing has always just been a HIM thing.

Wow, Lawnmower Man jumpscare. There’s something I hadn’t thought about in a LONG time. Thanks, Oscars.

….🫤 Oscars banter writers “try not to crap on VO” challenge

My sister rescued a new pom. He's inbred and his name is Sandwich

For context, SAG-AFTRA shared this video of Sheryl Lee Ralph, a former vice-president of the LA branch of the union. People erroneously jumped to the conclusion that she was pushing a pro-AI agenda. bsky.app/profile/saga...

Hello! We have a new episode airing tonight at 11pm and given… y’know…. everything, it feels important to specify that it was taped yesterday, Saturday, which helps explain the otherwise inexplicable ratio of “discussion of Iran” to “discussion of Steven Seagal’s hair color.”

Four months solid of physical therapy. Unless the ortho has a very unlikely response on Wednesday at the check-up, today was the last day at the PT gym. Still doing stuff at home, likely for a long time, but the recovery has been pretty dang dramatic. 💪💪💪

i really can not emphasize enough that the most materially impactful thing you can do for trans people right now is hire them.

Always remember that creating the feeling of cultural oppression, the illusory notion that you must get on board the steamroller lest you instead be smushed by it, is the most constant and solitary strategy of techbro bullies. They have no patience for needing to PROVE why their crap is useful.

"Friends" is a beloved American sitcom that aired from 1994 to 2004, following six young adults—Rachel, Ross, Monica, Chandler, Joey, and Phoebe—living in New York City. The show explores their friendships, romances, careers, and personal growth over ten seasons.

Finally catching up with the Kansas news. Huh. Well, that’s just straight-up Nazi shit. Way to go, Kansas GOP, you’re just Nazis now. I don’t make the rules, that’s just how it is. Gotta start marching on Poland now. Hide in bunkers, be the most punchable villains in every movie. Done deal. 🤷‍♂️

The LA Times conflating me with the youngs? You flatterers, you. I knew my physical media addiction would pay off someday.