Fugly Moore

Why so angry, Mandy? Did you not get that part in The Crucible you were angling for?

Or are you simply mourning for the box-office prospects of your irritating-looking new movie with Diane Keaton, I Don’t Even Care Enough To Look Up What It’s Called? You know, the one that looks like a maddening and icky hybrid of two OTHER Diane Keaton movies, Something’s Gotta Give and Hanging Up? Is that it? Yeah, that would upset me, too. It’s tough when the only work Diane Keaton is getting these days are in a movies that are basically all about how much she needs to get laid. But hang tight — someday you’ll be in something good again, and you can stop lashing out at us via misplaced black tights, prim shoes, and grouchy, overlong, frumpy jumpers.