A Loving Tribute to Matthew “Ms. Chanandler Bong” Perry

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A True American Hero

Today we mourn the untimely death of Matthew Perry, who was found dead in his hot tub on October 28, 2023. This was a welcome surprise, since most people had Matthew Perry listed in their deathpools as “injecting balls with orange Jell-O at Burning Man” or “gunned down by Hamas” or “humping the jet inserts of his hot tub”. We may never know the cause of death, but we’ll always know the cause of our smiles.

Perry lived a long life, dying at basically half the age of Norman Lloyd with about twenty times the spunk. He was full of love, laughter, and jelly donuts, and friends and family would often affectionally refer to him as “fuckin’ Chandler-ass Bing”. There is a great sadness hanging in the air today, like a solemn fart from the butt of melancholy. We have certainly lost a treasure, and not the gold and jewels and scepters kind. More like the kind of treasure that is also one man’s trash.

Matthew Perry is survived by his five other Friends castmates (Jennifer Aniston, Courteney Cox, Lisa Kudrow, Haley Joel Osment, and R. Budd Dwyer). Let’s spend this moment reflecting on a true American hero’s life and celebrating the man that we all knew as Boring White Guy #2 from Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip.

Early Life

Matthew Perry was born Francis Vincent Suppleworth Perry on August 19, 1969 to parents Garfield Perry and Nermal Perry (née Himmler). After Garfield died in a smelting accident during his shift in the pork mines, Perry was adopted by Dateline NBC correspondent Keith Morrison once it was determined that Nermal was collecting too many Precious Moments figurines to be considered a worthy guardian.

Perry grew up on Morrison’s farm where he helped milk the goats and slaughter the pigs. Morrison would later write in his memoir Morrison: Murder Gets Me Hard that Perry would laugh while chasing chickens into the wee hours of the night while locked out of Morrison’s farmhouse. Perry graduated from Crawdad Steeplechase High School in 1988, intending to go to college that following fall until he was scouted at the only shopping mall within a 190-mile radius of his hometown of Picklefuck, Oklahoma. Originally an elbow model, Perry would go on to hone his natural acting talent in movies and film in the ’90s.

Tenure on Friends

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Heartthrob Matthew Perry, 24, on the set of Friends in 1994 during the its landmark first season.

A successful stint as “Uncredited Extra #870” in the movie 10 Things I Hate About Chainsaw Massacres drew the attention of Friends co-creators David Crane and Marta Kauffman. They approached Perry and asked him to star in their pilot for a new television show about really white people in New York City who get in really white comedic situations with their really white acquaintances and family members. After shotgunning three cans of Coors Lite, Perry agreed to join the cast under the condition that he’d be able to spend his weekends “huntin’ snatch”.

Following Perry’s death, David Schwimmer (“Ross ‘Twinkle-Toes’ Gellar”) told Entertainment Weekly that things were a bit tumultuous on set for the first nine years of the series. Although great friends on camera, Perry and Matt LeBlanc (“Joseph Tribbiani Jones”) would fight constantly off the set. In one occasion, Perry split LeBlanc’s lip because “HE GETS TO BE THE ONE EVERYONE CALLS ‘MATT’ AND I DON’T LIKE IT!” This squabble was finally abated with a compromise that the cast and crew would refer to Perry as “Matthew” and LeBlanc as “Gerald”.

In a tell-all that Lisa Kudrow (“Fee-Bee Boo-Foo”) plans to release in 2024 called Friends with Bennies, Kudrow says that Perry was very respectful and appropriate with the female cast and crew “except when he would pour a bottle of Worcestershire Sauce all over Courteney Cox’s (“Monica Lewinsky”) head for ‘big league sexual reasons.'” Reportedly, he did this at least once every couple months. Cox started bringing pepper spray onto the set, but this only made Perry more feral with ecstasy. Eventually, Jennifer Aniston (“Jeff”) had to personally twist Perry’s penis into a pretzel using forceps so that they could finish the final 42 episodes of the series without incident.

After Friends and Beyond

Perry’s career following the wildly successful Friends was uneventful from a career standpoint, but plagued with eerie, shocking, ill-fated circumstances. For instance, after a completely coked-up Aaron Sorkin approached Perry for a part on Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip, a piano fell from a tenth-story window onto Sorkin’s entire 76-person extended family. Sorkin pushed through one season, but the grief was too much to handle and the show was cancelled the same year. Sorkin would later cite Perry as the “sole cause of his hardship and loneliness”.

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Perry sporting his trademark fashionable “business in the front, party in the back” signature hairstyle, which hardcore fans from Mississippi and Alabama still wear to this day.

During filming of the reboot of The Odd Couple between 2015 – 2017, Thomas Lennon was known to have accidentally sat on a wedding cake at least once a week. This became such a problem that the crew had Lennon wear plastic pants in between takes. One anonymous writer had pitched the idea of writing a scene into each episode of Felix Unger deliberately sitting on a cake until the producers reminded the writer that Felix was “the clean one”. The writer was subsequently fired. Both Thomas Lennon and the writer had to undergo extensive cognitive processing therapy following the end of the show.

Circumstances like these would occur so frequently that Perry decided to give up acting and pursue his dream of getting paid to take naps in hot tubs. He did this for over five years before realizing that no one was paying him any money. On August 1st, 2021, he vowed never to step into a hot tub again.

Perry spent the remaining two years of his life as a far-right activist. Although he wasn’t interested in politics during the famous attempt to overturn the United States 2020 election results, he has since become radicalized into believing that democracy has been eroded by left wing nanorobots that had infiltrated the bloodstreams of millions of vaccinated citizens across the country, and that “only Donald Trump’s cum” will save America. He attempted to use his past fame to start a movement against Joe Biden and his “Nazi Commie Pinko Fascist Libertarian <redacted>-loving <redacted>-fondling <redacted>-<redacted> Hyena Agenda”, but only three people showed up to his first and only rally. These three individuals were reportedly lost on the way to Steak ‘n Shake and had stopped to hear the “really angry, red man hootin’ and hollerin’.”

We all miss Matthew Perry already and we hope that this tender tribute will suitably honor the man, the legend, the hero, the god. We wish his family a lot of good luck in the future getting over it, and the whole staff here at Tom Writes About Stuff will donate $0.03 to the “Matthew Perry Fund”, which you can find as a coin slot on any vending machine in the country.

RIP Matthew Perry, America’s favorite Muppet.

Stripcreatin’ Batch #1 – Our Adventure Begins!

CHILDREN ARE OUR FUTURE

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THE CATHOLIC CHURCH IS RAD AND GOOD

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A SPINOFF PERHAPS?!?!

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THE CONFLICT IN THE MIDDLE EAST

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THE CONFLICT IN THE MIDDLE EAST HOLIDAY SPECIAL

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BACK TO THE FUTURE XIV

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LOST – SEASON 1

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All-Star Superman, Issue #4 – “The Superman / Olsen War…”

* Part 4 of 12 of the All-Star Superman limited series *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: All-Star Superman, Issue #4 – “The Superman / Olsen War…”! In the previous installment, Superman feeds Lois Lane some piss-colored and piss-flavored liquid that gives her Superman’s powers for a day! A whole day! 24 hours! And it gets wasted by spending a good chunk of that time with Samson and Atlas, a couple of super-strengthed douchebags who both vie for Lois Lane’s company. She flirts with them right in front of Superman, which earns a hearty laugh-out-loud from me.

That’s about it. She enjoys her time being Superwoman and then the powers run out. Happy birthday, loser.


All-Star Superman, Issue #4 [July, 2006]
Written by: Grant Morrison
“The Superman / Olsen War…”

All-Star Superman, Issue #4

Get him, Superman! Throw a fucking car onto his face! Woop woop!

“That’s it! We’re through, Jimmy Olsen!”

I don’t know who this is, but it is presumably Jimmy Olsen’s girlfriend, who is dressed like a pink stewardess in a porn film. “You’ve just been named the worst-dressed man in Metropolis for the second year running!”

Jimmy Olsen is like, hey, that’s not fair, I was wearing my burlap sack that day. The one with the feces smeared all over it. “Make all the excuses you want, pal. Rock Hansom, the space pilot, has asked me to go with him to the opening of Frankenstein on Ice and I’m seriously thinking about taking him up on it.”

Oh, I see what’s going on here! Jimmy Olsen is dreaming! No wonder he has a girlfriend that isn’t currently throwing pots and pans at his dick.

“ROCK HANSOM!!! I can’t believe you’d be so shallow, Lucy.”

“Believe it, Jimmy.”

“This is outrageous!”

“What are you going to do to reinstate yourself in my affections before it’s too late?”

“It’s all because that gypsy cursed me with bad luck until the next full moon, right?”

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Hubba hubba, sir. Let me get a piece.

OK, well, now that that unpleasantness is behind me forever, we can move onto the next morning where Perry White throws pots and pans at Jimmy’s dick. He’s reading the paper and fawning over Jimmy’s decision to dress like a woman for his feature “I Was America’s Sweetheart… for a Day”, which means it wasn’t a dream? I’m confused! I thought this comic was about Super Men!

Remember Quintum? Jimmy is at his laboratory while he and his assistants compliment him on his “For a Day” features. They love them. “I Was Hitler for a Day”, that one was great! Well… not for a specific population of people. “They take seven minutes to read, which, quite coincidentally, is the time I personally require on the toilet,” jubilates Quintum. Blech.

Quintum is showing Olsen his “P.R.O.J.E.C.Ts” for reasons I don’t know or understand. Who’s this kid anyway? No one gives a shit. Anyway, Quintum is going to present to Olsen some weird lifeforms called the Electrokind. They have brittle gas exoskeletons and eat a lot of Lay’s potato chips. “Their language is purely optical,” Quintum continues, “and some sentences in this greeting may cause instant blindness.” Sounds cool, bro. Let me take off my sunglasses and get a good look…

So Superman, that dipshit, he saved a ship of Electrokind when it crashed into Saturn’s rings. Quintum has become a buddy and now he’s been invited to their home planet! Bring plenty of chip dip.

“Bon voyage, Mister Q!” Jimmy says as Quintum steps into some teleporter thing where he’ll likely get fucking killed. And now, FOR A DAY, Jimmy is going to replace Quintum and be a mad scientist. He’s going to screw something up royally within 25 minutes.

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What an awful premise for this issue. Real D- stuff. I want to see Jimmy Olsen be a corpse.

Jimmy asks an assistant what “P.R.O.J.E.C.T.” stands for, and he doesn’t get a straight answer. He doesn’t even get a curved answer. He gets an answer that squiggles its way up his butt and back out. Something about haikus. I’m going to make my own acronym out of it: “Pretentious and Repulsive Objectives that Jumpstart Experimental Conditions and Testing.” How stupid.

Mr. Jimmy Quintum Imposter passes by a vault door that says “Do Not Open Until Doomsday” and Jimmy is like “ooooooooh, I wanna open it!” He wants to see some good shit: “the forbidden machines, the black ops monstrosities, the things from other planets.” He is told “no.”

Agatha, the assistant, tells the brat that the vault contains an apparatus that can turn a regular soldier into an unstoppable killing machine. Just like the Venom storyline of Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight! Only with less pill popping.

Jimmy is being taken down to the basement tunnels to check on the portal to the “underverse”. They’re exploring a world of superheavy gravity. Like the universe’s basement. It’s some strange, spooky stuff. I hope you’re wearing your diaper, you’re gonna need it.

They walk on a catwalk placed over a large vat of “time frozen to a solid”. Some idiot on a cherry- picker smashes into the catwalk and breaks it apart, sending Jimmy falling into the vat. He barely hangs on to a steel beam. “Don’t let go, you’ll be crushed to atoms!” Agatha cries while Jimmy cries.

Here’s to that corpse thing I hoped for! While Jimmy struggles with his impending death, mild-mannered Clark Kent is in Perry White’s office getting verbally handjobbed about his latest piece on, like, toupees or something. Clark is completely distracted, though, and tries to get out of the meeting by claiming his oven is still on at home. Then he runs out of there like a bolt of lumpy lightning, turns into Superman, and flies over to Plant Hoo-Hah to save Jimmy Olsen from the whatever.

And he does, but the cherry-picker dumbass died in the frozen time stuff. “CAUTION!” blares a loudspeaker. “SUPERHEAVY UNKNOWN INFRA MATERIALS HAVE PENETRATED NORMAL SPACE!” Well, oh no, this isn’t good! Agatha tells Superman that maybe he should try getting out of the vat, please. They need to use black kryptonite to contain the gravity in a bottle! They found it in the ground, ain’t it neat?

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Captain Motherfucking Obvious and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat.

So, yeah, black kryptonite = bad. But not really! For some reason, Superman has become immune to green kryptonite! Huzzah! “Can’t say I feel any effects from this sample,” Superman says, smiling wryly. “I guess I’m fine.”

Jimmy breathes a sigh of relief… until he catches Superman gripping the table hard…

“Like I don’t have enough to do without bailing you out of some stupid scrape every other day,” Superman spits at Jimmy in creepy black speech balloons. “You’d be dead without me!”

Oh no, the black kryptonite has made the Super Man evil. He tries to fight back hard, but it doesn’t work. “Jimmy, I… I know what black K does…” his eyes turn fiery red. “…it makes me bad. And you know what? PART OF ME IS STARTING TO LIKE THAT IDEA!” Then Superman attempts to blast Jimmy’s scrotum and taint with laser eyeballs.

He fights back again, grunting and moaning. “Jim. I’m in a jam. I need your help.” Then he turns bad again and decides that Earth is full of human pests. “Who’s going to stop me from doing anything I want, Jimmy Olsen? You?” Ha, yeah, that is a silly thought. Jimmy can’t even velcro his own shoes.

So, long story short, we need to stop Jerk Superman.

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Better than an Orange Emergency. This one is cherry-flavored!

“Superman himself helped create three anti-Superman weapons.” This is narration speaking now. “One was kryptonite-powered and currently ineffective. The second weapon, the Phantom Zone Cannon will shortly be released from lead shielding and fired from an orbital location.”

We don’t get to hear about Weapon #3 yet, because Jimmy holds his hands to his mouth and goes OH DEAR, NOT THE PHANTOM ZONE! JEEPERS CREEPERS THAT’S AWFUL!

Agatha tells this bonehead that they’ll have no choice. Superman could enslave humanity. He could crack the Earth in half. He could raise John Ritter from the dead and continue with new seasons of 8 Simple Rules. Nothing about this is appealing!

Weapon #3 is Doomsday. That’s the one where we kill the whole universe! It’s foolproof!

Superman fucks back over to Metropolis where he bypasses all manner of security Voyager Titans and Bizarro Clones. He plows through the big planet atop the Daily Planet building and is all like “HOO-AH!!”

“WHERE AM LOIS LANE?” he bellows. Obviously black kryptonite affects his verbal grammar as well. No matter, I’m sure Lois is safe and sound in the bathroom of a Denny’s or something.

“Superman.” Jimmy Olsen has shown up immediately to the front of the Daily Planet building via teleportation. “I can’t let you embarrass yourself like this.” He sports a big, “intimidating” frown, embarrassing himself fully.

Jimmy holds a gun that looks like one of those guns they have in sci-fi shows where you inject a tranquilizer into someone’s neck. I don’t think he’s going to be able to hurt something with it. He may even accidentally inject tranquilizers in his penis. Anyway, this is the Superman vs. Jimmy Olsen part of the comic where they “fight”. Agatha reports via Zoom that Doomsday is too unstable and dangerous to use at the moment. Try pummeling Superman about the neck and shoulder area and see if that works!

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GROG MAKE FIRE! GROG CONQUER WOMEN!

Or, we can try Weapon #2 and send our dear friend to blissful oblivion. Meanwhile, it looks like Jimmy reflects a laser or the sun or five photons off of his INDESTRUCTIBLE WATCH and zaps Superman for a bit.

Then some weird rock monster pops out of the ground and starts beating Superman up. I’m not kidding. What the fuck. The thing I hate about Superman comics is that there’s 100 years of lore so you need to read Action Comics #1 – # 900,000 and the other four million Superman series in order to know who this rock monster is and why he popped out of the ground and be like “oh yeah, that’s normal.”

Agatha is on the horn with United States of America’s President George W. Bush to ready the Phantom Zone Cannon, even though he’s probably busy with other affairs like polishing Dick Cheney’s pitchfork.

The rock monster is like “RRRRGG” and then zaps Superman with laser eyes. This hurts him, I guess. Not so super right now, are ya, you black kryptonite pussy. “What am happen to me?” he grumbles. “No fair! Me get weaker… Me am die now? No die! Me scared…”

Superman burbles and sniffs and looks pathetic enough for the rock monster to hold back and have this teary look in his eye.

Ok, I get it. Jimmy Olsen turned into the rock monster because they initiated Doomsday anyway. The Doomsday juice ran out, and Jimmy regained control of himself.

And Jerk Superman has been thwarted, apparently.

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I’ll put it in my trashed closet next to my tax documents and my bowling ball.

Crisis averted! We’re good now! That was a really grim three pages there for a hot minute. Jimmy lies on a couch recovering from Being a Rock Guy for Two Minutes. It has been pointed out that Jerk Superman actually got weaker as he got meaner, which was awfully convenient. “Jimmy, I can’t thank you enough. I’m glad I can always count on my pal to think fast in a crisis.”

Then they smooch.

Agatha tells Jimmy that they just used the entire annual budget in one day. Jimmy says no sweat, my pet. He checked the balance of the P.R.O.J.E.C.T.’s Zurich bank account. It has an infinity symbol.

Now, if you’ll excuse him, he still has 10 hours left of his “For a Day” stint as the director of P.R.O.J.E.C.T. He has plenty of time to fuck a lot of other shit up.

Jimmy returns home after a long day of stroking his schlong, basically, to his trampy Barbie girlfriend. She asks how his day was. He said it was BORING. *wink*

Now they’re going to have really ugly sex.

Final Thoughts

Garbage. All-Star Superman is supposed to be one of the good ones! This was worse than that time Superman took a shit on Lois’ face (The Adventures of Superman Issue #7,712)

EIGHT more issues to go?! Oh man…

Scott Pilgrim vs. the World (2010)

Tagline:
Get the hot girl. Defeat her evil exes. Hit love where it hurts.

Wide Release Date:
August 13, 2010

Directed by:
Edgar Wright
Screenplay by:
Michael Bacall, Edgar Wright
Based on the graphic novels by:
Bryan Lee O’Malley
Produced by:
Eric Gitter, Nira Park, Marc Platt, Edgar Wright

Starring:
Michael Cera
Mary Elizabeth Winstead
Kieran Culkin
Chris Evans
Anna Kendrick
Alison Pill
Brandon Routh
Jason Schwartzman

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PREGAME THOUGHTS

I saw this movie once already. It was a year after it was released and I was three weeks away from moving to Chicago. I remember liking it, but my anxiety-pickled brain quickly blocked out almost everything about this movie other than 1) Mary Elizabeth Winstead is pretty, and 2) Ann from Arrested Development fights George Michael from Arrested Development.

Twelve years later, it deserves another watch.


THE 300(ish)-WORD SYNOPSIS

Scott Pilgrim (Michael Cera), a guy in his early 20s, is the bassist in a garage band with his friends (and an ex- Kim (Alison Pill)) called Sex Bob-Omb. He’s dating a high school student named Knives Chau (Ellen Wong), who is profoundly obsessed with him. Known to break hearts, Scott is advised by his friends, his roommate Wallace (Kieran Culkin), and his sister Stacey (Anna Kendrick) to cut if off now before it gets bad. He doesn’t.

Scott sees Ramona Flowers (Mary Elizabeth Winstead) in a dream, and that morning she delivers a package to his address. He becomes infatuated and spends his time pursuing her while, technically, still in a relationship with Knives Chau.

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Two women fighting over George Michael? What, is he funny or something?…

During a battle of the bands event, Scott is suddenly attacked by one of Ramona’s exes, Matthew Patel. He defeats him à la Mortal Kombat and learns that he needs to defeat “seven evil exes” in order to date Ramona. He was the first. Actor Lucas Lee (Chris Evans) is the second. Vegan Todd Ingram (Brandon Routh) is the third. Confirmed lesbian Roxy Richter (Mae Whitman) is the fourth. Twins Kyle Katayanagi and Ken Katayanagi (who cares) are the fifth and sixth. Gideon Graves (Jason Schwartzman) is the Final Boss.

Along the way, Scott does break up with Knives and she doesn’t take it well. Scott confronts his own ex-girlfriend Envy Adams (Brie Larson). After a few fights, Ramona gets back together with Gideon because “there’s something about him” and that’s true in real life because Schwartzman once dated Selma Blair and Zooey Deschanel and I’ll hate him forever for that. Eventually, the showdown between Scott and Gideon takes place to win Ramona back. Scott uses the power of love and loses, but he has an extra life to use to try again. This time, after apologizing to both Knives and Ramona for cheating on them, Scott gains the power of self respect and wins. In the end, Knives finally accepts the breakup and Scott and Ramona go for it.

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Nerd!


TOM’S DISCUSSION CORNER

TOPIC 1 — General Movie Thoughts

This movie is super fun, and a lot better than I remembered. I can’t say I’ve seen anything quite like it, but I also haven’t seen a ton of movies! Scott Pilgrim… is super charming with its quirky characters, video game nostalgia, and joke-a-second structure (almost to an exhausting degree). I imagine if you’re a gamer, this movie will really click with you. I’m not much of a gamer, but I had fun anyway! I like the parts where the game stuff happened.

I can see why this movie would be very annoying to people. The non-conventional comic book-like effects and the fast-paced, chaotic direction would make someone like my mom, for example, frown so heavily that those two creases in her brow would dig holes into her brain. A live-action video game movie would not please your grandfather, who likely farmed for sorghum back in 1912. Also, I think by now people were starting to get sick of Michael Cera being Michael Cera. Scott Pilgrim… marks the end of the Michael Cera era (or, if you will, the Michael C-era) as far as I’m concerned. This role works for him, though, as he can simultaneously pull off being the super awkward geek and the springy and spry badass… well, maybe “badass” goes too far, but he is springy. He sure is the skinniest here compared to any other time I’ve ever seen him. And he’s just the worst protagonist ever. Weaselly and springy. Not a badass. Sorry about that.

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I’m gonna nuzzle the crap outta that guy!

The supporting cast is all strong. Mary Elizabeth Winstead is perfect as the non-manic non-pixie dream girl whose love everyone wants to fight for. I mean, her first appearance is literally in Scott’s dream. Winstead plays just the right level of disaffected that could only be bested by Audrey Plaza (also in this movie, by the way). Scott’s ex becomes so jealous of her that she attempts to look just like her. These are all tropes played out beautifully enough to not feel tropey. Their takes are meta and self-aware. Kieran Culkin is also fantastic as Scott’s often exasperated gay roommate. Jason Schwartzmann is so easy to hate, too, which is a role he’s really good at playing. Hell, a pre-Captain America Chris Evans is probably the best part of the whole movie, playing the over-the-top narcissistic Hollywood actor and skateboarder. It’s amazing to see how stacked this movie is with actors who would eventually get bigger roles. Did I mention Brie Larson? Brie Larson is in this movie, too.

Scott Pilgrim vs. the World is funny too, relying on fast-paced cuts, sound effects, and subversion of cringe. Anything awkward is undercut by Cera doubling down on it, which he is a master at. Once a George Michael, always a George Michael. He does most of the heavy lifting, is all I’m saying. Take that for the five cents it’s worth.

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Her?

TOPIC 2 — I Said a Lot Already in Topic 1

There is no Topic 2.


IMDb TRIVIA FUNHOUSE!

The four cast members that made up the band “Sex Bob-Omb” spent several weeks learning how to play together as a band. Mark Webber, Alison Pill, and Johnny Simmons all had to learn their instruments from scratch, while Michael Cera had to “dumb down” his bass playing in order to not outshine his band mates.
Michael Cera was probably picking his bass like Les Fucking Claypool for 45 takes before he got yelled at.

Edgar Wright told his casting director not to hire any English actors as this was his first North American film. Satya Bhabha, who played Matthew Patel, successfully passed the audition with a non-English accent. Bhabha later revealed he was from London, England.
I like how the “later revealed” part implies that he completely got away with a crime and the statute of limitations was up. Is this how Hollywood is? No one checks anyone’s background? How dare this Englishman pass through security? Never again.

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Edgar Wright vs. the Conniving British

Mary Elizabeth Winstead memorized ALL of the kinds of tea that her character rambles. Crew members kept offering for her to just read it from a piece of paper, but she insisted on learning it all.
Here are the teas I know: black, green, Sleepytime, iced, and Pusha.

To avoid an R-rating, the word “Fuck”, said by Envy to Julie, had to be bleeped out because Scott Pilgrim calls Todd Ingram a “cocky-cock” earlier in the film.
“Cocky-cock” contributes toward the R-rating minimum? That seems unfair. I would’ve dropped the “cocky-cock” altogether and called Todd Ingram a “prolapsed cuntface”. PG-13 ahoy.

When Scott first approaches Ramona at the party, a light switch is visible on a wall, seven feet above the ground near the ceiling. The party scene was filmed at a frat house in Canada, and the light switch puzzled the director as well as the crew.
Oh man, I didn’t even notice. I was too busy staring at the balloons, which look like a nutsack.

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Hey, baby. Want to stand close to be while the ball drops?


IS IT WORTH A WATCH?

Yeah. For something that’s over a decade old, I feel like the overall charm still rings true in a timeless way. Plus, anyone who likes comic books and/or video games enough will find the references and allusions to be fun, playful and quirky.

Come for the George Michael Bluth, stay for the Captain America.

Daredevil (Vol. 3), Issue #6 – “Daredevil vs. Bruiser”

* Part 6 of 6 of the Volume 1 collection *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Daredevil (Vol. 3) Issue #6 – “Daredevil vs. Bruiser”! We’re ending another top shelf Mark Waid storyline, and someone pooped on the shelf. In the previous installment, Austin remembers what he heard the Latverians said in the office: that his company was doing dealings with Hydra. His boss, Mr. Randall, fired him to protect him. However, Randall’s boss Mr. Zachary caught onto Randall’s ruse and now Austin is in danger.

Mr. Randall’s in danger too! A guy named Bruiser has been hired to bruise the shit out of him! And by that I mean someone pooped on the shelf. And by that I mean he pushed Daredevil off of a boat and sped off with the hapless Mr. Randall.

So now Daredevil is going to fight Bruiser for 21 pages and, oh no, I hope he doesn’t lose his eyesight!

The joke will never get old to me.


Daredevil (Vol. 3), Issue #6 [January, 2012]
Written by: Mark Waid
“Daredevil vs. Bruiser”

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DAREDEVIL VS. BRUISER! A FIGHT TO THE DEATH, MAYBE! WHO WILL WIN? WHO WILL GIVE A SHIT?

We last left Daredevil getting dunked into the ocean. Lucky for him, sound travels faster through water. So he uses his “sound travels faster through water” powers to listen to the sound of a 75-decibel motorboat speeding away, which is helpful. He gets out his shitty-looking grappling hook and grips onto the boat.

Bruiser doesn’t want anything to do with the wispy little Mr. Randall. “Daredevil was the hit. Separate orders on this Randall guy. They told me to bring him back alive because, and I quote… our clients are demanding satisfaction.”

That sounds sexy! If anyone can bring people the satisfaction, it’s silver fox Mr. Randall. The boat docks at some offshore base and Bruiser hefts Randall like a sack of moldy potatoes. Daredevil rises out of the water to beat up the two boat-driving guys. He’s going to knock them unconscious and teabag their mouths in succession, but we don’t get to see that in the comic book. Assume it happens off-panel.

“Did you really think you could get away, Mr. Randall?” says a voice as Randall slowly opens his weary little eyes. A bunch of bad guys wearing supervillain suits are they with Mr. Zachary, the mean boss. Bruiser is there. I see a Hydra grunt. Some guy is wearing a Devo outfit. Here are the five organizations: A.I.M., Hydra, Agence Byzantine, Black Spectre, and the Secret Empire. All doing business with Midas Financial. “They are our valued clients,” Zachary says, looking rather obese. “And they are not happy. Thanks to you, our deal is no longer confidential.”

To appease these pants-shitting boneheads, Zachary wants them all to bear witness to the tying up of three loose ends: Mr. Randall himself, Daredevil, and that blind kid with the acne pockmarks.

Well, it seems that everyone is going to die swiftly. Good thing Daredevil isn’t actually around right now to–

Daredevil (Vol. 3), Issue #6

WELCOME TO DAREDEVIL TOWN, BITCHCAKES!

Oh, there he is.

Daredevil fights Bruiser, but he sucks at it. “You think you can beat me?” Bruiser lifts Daredevil like a sack of moldy turnips. “I WILL GUT YOU WHILE THEY WATCH!”

So Bruiser’s gonna get all up in Daredevil’s guts. While he makes a big spectacle of himself screaming about sponsors and punching walls for no reason, Mr. Zachary slips out of the room.

Daredevil spends a lot of inner monologue time talking about why Bruiser is big and fat and good at trying to bruise people. Then he whacks him in the face with a stick. Bruiser bleeds, but laughs about it. This puny human thinks he can hurt the big bad Bruiser?! Ha ha ha ha! The only thing that can hurt Bruiser is this giant pile of sexual harassment allegation lawsuits!

Mr. Zachary has snuck off to a lab where he instructs the hazmat suit-wearing scientists to “disable all security around the Omegadrive” and get the fuck out of there. The five representatives of these scary terrorist organizations are about to terrorize everyone!

Hydra wants to just put a bullet into Daredevil’s penis and get it over with, but Agence Byzantine is like “SACRE BLEU, BE PATIENT, MAIS OUI?” Meanwhile, Bruiser is sitting on Daredevil’s crotch and farting.

Daredevil (Vol. 3), Issue #6

Ok, boys. Play nice. Don’t make me spray you with the hose.

Any other human being would’ve been dead in about 15 seconds, but not Daredevil! It takes about 17 seconds, and that’s just enough time for him t–

Daredevil uses his special radar to pinpoint Bruiser’s weak spot (genitals) and hits him again with a stick. It was actually his arm, though. He hurt him in the arm and won the fight.

Zachary orders the scientists to seal the Fightin’ Room, but it’s not soon enough. Daredevil grabs Randall and Austin and all three tumble out of the room before the door slams shut. SKANGG! SZAAAKK! FCHOOM FCHOOM! That’ll buy them a few hundred nanoseconds while they get away from the five bad guys and the one big fat bad guy! Move move move move move!

Moving through the halls, they find Zachary about to whip some sort of flat, round weapon at them. Daredevil knocks it out of his hand, but… but… but… BUTTT…

“The Omegadrive,” Randall says forlornly as Daredevil picks it up and, ahem, “stares” at it. “Billions of gigs of confidential operations information supplied by each of the five cartels.” It was meant to be a safe one-stop shop for everyone’s sensitive document security needs. And it was perfect. Totally indestructible, impenetrable, and with extra disk storage to hold some of the more distasteful pornography. Looking at you, Hydra.

It’s a Fantastic Four badge. “…made from Reed Richards’ legendary unstable molecules.” Yeah, so legendarily unstable that they’re re-stable again, I guess. Science.

Zachary laughs manaically! All five terrorists want it, and it will go to the winner who kills Daredevil and Co. Ha ha ha ha! HA HA HA!

*shoot* *guns*

Mr. Zachary is dead now. Terrorists cannot be negotiated with, dingus.

Daredevil has a foolproof plan! He does a fanciful flip in the air and lands in the center of the five terrorists. “Surrounded on all sides. They’re playing right into my hands.” Mark Waid thinks he’s so dang smart writing smart characters who keep outsmarting the dumb characters. He must write these comic books wearing sunglasses whiIe his wife lies in their bed, unfulfilled.

“My friends and I are walking out of here. And I’ll tell you why.” It’s because they’ll all kill each other getting that Fantastic Four shirt button, and the one who actually does survive has to go back to their boss and explain why he just started a five-way gang war.

Cool? So let them through.

And they don’t. “We can’t let you leave here alive,” says one of them, gun pointed one inch from Daredevil’s temple. Daredevil, ever the lawyer, has a great defense. Your Honor, let the record show that everyone can blame everything on him now. Cool? So let them through.

And they do.

Daredevil (Vol. 3), Issue #6

…they have to count this high first! Zing!

So Daredevil helps the young man and the old man leave. Austin tells Daredevil that he should be a lawyer. Daredevil tells Austin to cork it.

Mr. Randall can continue fleeing the country. That’s a good plan. Fuck him. “I would have you arrested and jailed for your part in an international terrorist conspiracy if I thought you’d live to see trial once your bosses learn you screwed it up. I’ll have to settle for knowing you’ll be running scared for the rest of your life. That’s justice served.”

Lawyered! Now, this Austin kid’s going to get a talking to from Uncle Daredevil. Give Randall a kiss goodbye. You won’t be seeing him ever again, even though it doesn’t matter too much since he is neither a friend nor a relative!

Daredevil and Austin walk away. The latter asks the former what he’s going to do when some of these terrorists start coming after him. And the only thing Daredevil has to say about that right now is basically “I dunno.”

But he’s got the upper hand! Reed Richards’ stupid plutonium “4” badge. “Yeah, they’ll stop at nothing to take it away from me. But until they do…” he smirks, “… that makes me the most dangerous man alive.”

Final Thoughts

Take that Fantastic Four badge and hump it. Just get your cum all over it, Murdock. Make the terrorists fight for your cum.

A rather disappointing story, but no matter! That’s what reading comic books is all about: sifting through the disappointments!

Until next time!