i had to shut it off when tina fey bemoans the fact that she might end up with a “she-male” for a child. transphobia just isn’t funny to me, i guess, and after the class issues and everything else, i found it really hard to overlook.

i guess i feel like poehler and fey are really just the lesser of many evils, as opposed to actually good, most of the time.

Wait, no.

I loved the Julia-Dorothy interaction, but I also really loved Tucci. (Also, for what it’s worth, according to my parents, who have a friend who met them once time — and now I’m saying it on the internet, so you know it’s true! — Julia and Paul really were that completely head over heels for each other, their whole lives; the word quoted to me was “besotted.”)

Because now that it’s been made, we will never get the three-hour biopic I finally realize we really need, consisting primarily of Meryl Streep butting heads with dumbasses who don’t think women can be real cooks, Meryl Streep cooking, Meryl Streep and Stanley Tucci being all goofy and moony-eyed at each other, and the occasional visit by Jane Lynch.

oh, gosh. It doesn’t matter what you write about, you are always worth reading!