Its what keeps people honest and forces dumbass comedians to re-read their gags—its a damn good thing now if only this also applied to movie sequels.
Giving them a makeover has nothing to do with character definition and everything to do with catering to the base of the baser lifeforms among us.
She crashes through the glass windows and falls, in slow motion, several stories to the street.
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Where have we set our limits and boundaries? Harley asks us to wrestle with emotional complexity, to reconcile the feelings of strong connections and closeness to a woman in a constant struggle for power.
This is regressive, offensive, and it stains everything that this type of garbage is connected to.