Last night, my pal Jason & I watched a movie for Gutter Trash, and out of a discussion we had, I’ve come to the conclusion that actors should only ever play one role for their entire lives. That way, no one ever becomes famous, and movies and television are much more believable and we are able to completely immerse ourselves in the experience. That way, we’re not constantly saying: “Hey, it’s that guy!” or “You go, Tilda Swinton! Fight that robot!”

I was in and out of the room last night, but I got to see the last 15 minutes or so of last night’s episode of The Flash. Despite already knowing the villains identity, the show managed to pull out some major surprises. I love the hell out of this show, I truly do. It does what the other DC media lacks, and embraces what it is. Add in, of course, great acting and writing and characters (maybe not Iris or Linda, sorry).

Meanwhile SHIELD continues to be watchably disappointing. However: Angar the Screamer!

Watched the first three episodes of Powers. It’s a turd. A wet, steamy turd.

So, a very long time ago, a family friend brought over some peanut brittle. I ate some, but I didn’t like it. About a half hour afterward, I began to violently vomit. It was as if my insides had all turned to vomit and I was a tube of vomit toothpaste that had been squeezed by a vice. It was, mildly, awful. I’ve never eaten peanut brittle again. I can’t even stand to look at a piece of it, it will make me gag. Even just thinking about it now makes me feel ill. But y’know what? Some people love peanut brittle. And just because I have a bad memory and reaction to it doesn’t that peanut brittle should be wiped off the face of the Earth. I can have other snacks. There’s plenty around.

Finished watching Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt. Good lord, so funny. Bonkers funny.

Watched Iron Man Friday night.

I liked it better than I did when I initially watched it. It’s good, but I was never in love with it. The entire Iron Man franchise (and to an extent, The Avengers, and all of the MCU) hinges on RDJ, and he pulls it off admirably. It’s kind of funny to watch now that there’s been 10 of these movies. You can tell they were at least hoping for sequels, but building a universe? It was a pipe dream, and there’s certainly things you could pick out as “world building”, but it just has to be coincidence or wishful thinking. Still, it’s a solid movie, but without RDJ it would be kinda boring. Also, this may be the last time Jeff Bridges was in a movie where he wasn’t just playing “The Dude” (or himself, for that matter).

Debate time: Punisher War Zone was a Marvel Studios movie, but has no real attachment with the MCU otherwise (who knows, maybe Daredevil might mention Frank Castle). Watch it as part of the package?

The Incredible Hulk is next. It’s my least favorite MCU movie, and by that, I mean I did not like it at all. Haven’t seen it since, though, so who knows? And yes, despite my dislike of it, I still own a copy. ‘Cause nerd.

Anyhoo, as I was writing this, I started watching – and stopped – a movie called The Scribbler. Who knows, maybe the last hour was amazing, but the first half hour was dismal. Starring Katie “Dinah Laurel Lance Black Canary” Cassidy. She’s naked in it. There, that’s the only positive so far.

Currently watching the lackluster Avengers Assemble cartoon. This is a poorly animated, poorly written and poorly voiced series that replaced the stellar Avengers: Earth Mightiest Heroes.

Tired of writing. G’night.