The movie you’re looking for is called Standing in the Shadows of Motown, great doc.

It’s not so much of a reset button as an acid trip where you make the mistake of watching Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom and analyzing it for existential subtext and somehow making the connecting thread to the blindfold match between Jake the Snake and the Mode Rick Martel at Wrestlemania 7. The point is we’re all made of atoms, everyone’s a critic, yadda yadda yadda more hippie nonsense let’s just be positive like all the families we like on the tv.

Can I please please please have an Andy never falls .gif?

If only there were a side by side comparison of the writers of Lost from Season 1 where they resembled human beings writing a television show to whatever monstrous trapper keeper monster they’re turned into now.

You’re supposed to make a Lady Gaga reference in that joke for upvotes.

I showed some older people at work and I was pretty delighted by he look on their faces. A lot of people thought we were never gonna see Pee Wee again, and for what? Whacking off in an XXX theater? Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do. I’m more creeped out by the guy who just likes to watch.