People who notice everything but remain silent are to be feared.
My Least Favorite Trope (and this post will include spoilers for The Lego Movie, Guardians of the Galaxy, The Matrix, Western Civilization, and—cod help me—Bulletproof Monk*.) is the thing where there’s an awesome, smart, wonderful, powerful female character who by all rights ought to be the Chosen One and the hero of the movie, who is tasked with taking care of some generally ineffectual male character who is, for reasons of wish fulfillment, actually the person the film focuses on. She mentors him, she teaches him, and she inevitably becomes his girlfriend… and he gets the job she wanted: he gets to be the Chosen One even though she’s obviously far more qualified. And all he has to do to get it and deserve it is Man Up and Take Responsibility.
And that’s it. Every god-damned time. The mere fact of naming the films above and naming the trope gives away the entire plot and character arc of every single movie.
A building lined with doors on every side. Actually, I’d love for the whole building to be covered with doors. The building has one floor, but the ceilings are high enough that you might feel like you’re in a vertical tunnel once inside. Each door is identical in shape and size. The slight differences can be found in the moulding, the doorknob, the knocker, and more rarely, the color, or the lack of any of these things. Or even in the way the door opens. The point is that at first glance, from a distance, they all appear to be identical. The only windows are on the roof with a clear view of the night sky. In fact, the whole ceiling is made of glass, or there are multiple large windows that also have slightly different design details.
The first row of doors are functional, but only a few, four or five, lead somewhere.
Emily Nussbaum on FX’s new sitcom “You’re the Worst”:
“Fingers crossed that the show gets a second season, because there’s wisdom submerged in its odd premise: as admirable as it might be to date a good person, there’s a case to be made for the lover who sees and accepts your darkest side, the one person for whom you never have to fake it.”
Photograph courtesy Byron Cohen/FX