Oh, surf dude. Surf dude, Cole (Joshua Jackson) despises you, which isn’t surprising. First, you whack him on the back with your surfboard, you call him “grandpa,” you diss his vintage wooden board. And then you drug him, rob him, and then disrespect him when he catches you, and call him a hypocrite and spent force.
Imagine having any idea what the hell just happened in the Westworld finale.
President Trump’s schmoozy summit with North Korean dictator Kim Jong Un was less than two weeks ago. That’s how interminably long the last week has been.
In the most vibrant, blissfully chaotic scene on TV, it’s Billy Porter you notice.
It’s been a rough month for ABC.
Jenn Grace DeLeo, the wife of Dean DeLeo, guitarist for the Stone Temple Pilots, has accused her husband of being an abusive father and husband with an alcohol problem who has tried to strangle her on several occasions, in new divorce papers she has filed, according to a report on TMZ.
Netflix is now the premiere purveyor of true crime non-fiction, and few of those offerings are more binge-worthy than Evil Genius: The True Story of America’s Most Diabolical Bank Heist, writer/director Barbara Schroeder and co-director Trey Borzillieri’s four-part series about 2003’s “Pizza Bomber Heist.”
We may not know whom she voted for—or her opinion of Donald Trump—but Taylor Swift has made one thing abundantly clear: she loves Bill Nye.
The second season of 13 Reasons Why begins with a hybrid PSA and mature content disclaimer, with the show’s leads addressing the camera to warn that the series “tackles tough, real world issues, taking a look at sexul assault, substance abuse, suicide, and more.” They caution that “if you are struggling with these issues yourself, this series may not be right for you, or you may want to watch it with a trusted adult” and urge anyone who needs to talk to someone to reach out for help.
Marvel took a bit of an internet ribbing when it touted Avengers: Infinity War as the “most ambitious crossover event in history,” a communing of superheroes and A-list stars with the collective superpower to take cash directly from moviegoers’ wallets. Oodles of it, it turns out: the film is projected to make another $30 million this weekend, adding to its $552 million domestic haul.