When asked how he felt about the “little bitch” insult, Mr. Brantley was pragmatic. “I like Franco’s work on film a lot, and he didn’t disgrace himself on stage,” the theater critic told the Observer. “I hope he returns to Broadway some day. And of course he’s entitled to say whatever he likes about me, as long as it’s not libelous, and somehow I don’t think ‘little bitch’ qualifies.”
This is not the first time Mr. Brantley—or any critic, for that matter—has come up against a personal attack in response to a negative review. Just last year, for instance, Alec Baldwin—who appeared in the short-lived Orphans, which Mr. Brantley was not kind to—took to his LiveJournal, a k a Huffington Post, firing off an incendiary essay that referred to the Times chief theater critic as an “odd, shriveled, bitter Dickensian clerk.”
I find James Franco’s temper tantrum over what is (at worst) lukewarm review hilarious.
Headcanon: Abed only got his job at SHIELD as a spousal benefit when they recruited Troy for their gadgets division
Evidence, incontrovertible: When everything else in Fury’s car was broken, what was still 100% operational? THE AIR CONDITIONING.
Bunny, related: Abed meets Sam while visiting Troy in the hospital and explains to him, scene by scene, why he is definitely the lead in a romcom, not the sidekick in an action movie.
I approve this crossover.