We get to keep The Hob­bit. Yay! Every­one has opin­ions on the mat­ter, because every­one knows some­one who’s worked on LOTR (my mum made some of the mugs in the “it comes in pints?” scene in the last movie).

We’re stoked for the peo­ple who work in our film indus­try, but less impressed about the “oh hey, sure, we can total­ly change our laws for you, Warn­er Broth­ers” appear­ance of it all. As the poor cold jour­nal­ist wait­ing out­side the PM’s house for a ver­dict today tweet­ed “now to get a com­pa­ny to come here and con­vince the PM to pay men and women the same for the same work, or work of equal val­ue.”

But any­ways, the point of this post is that a real­ly spe­cial round of applause must go to TV3’s sched­uler, who screened the Radioac­tive Man episode of The Simp­sons today. Sam­ple dia­logue:

Assis­tant: All right, we have $30 mil­lion to spend.
Quim­by: We’ll blow up our dams, destroy forests, any­thing! If
there’s a species of ani­mal that’s caus­ing prob­lems nos­ing
around your cam­era, we’ll have it wiped out!
Direc­tor: Look! We just want to make movies, not kill things.
Wig­gum: [winks] Riight, we under­stand, heh.
— Say no more, “Radioac­tive Man”