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Tig Notaro (1:17)
Believe it.
John Lovett (1:19)
What's up, los angeles? Welcome to Love it or Leave it live at Dynasty Typewriter. We got a great show for you tonight. This is our last show of the year. We're going out strong. Cameron Crowe is here and I'm almost famous. Ting Notaro is back and we're Gonna close out 2025 with what we loved, what we'll leave and what we learned and what we simply refuse to accept as we head into the undiscovered future. There's so much to not accept. I made it weird. But first, let's get into it. What a week. After 60 Minutes aired an interview with his ally turned nemesis, Marjorie Taylor Greene, President Trump attacked the show and its corporate parent, writing, my real problem is, is that the new ownership of 60 Minutes, Paramount, would allow a show like this to air. They are no better than the old ownership who just paid me millions of dollars for fake reporting about your favorite president. Me since they bought it. And 60 Minutes has actually gotten worse, added Trump. And bring back Andy Rooney. That's a good idea. It's fine. If it's possible. This is the thanks Paramount gets for paying Trump millions of dollars to settle a ridiculous lawsuit, installing Bari Weiss as editor in chief of CBS News and greenlighting Rush Hour four at Trump's personal request. And to be clear, that last one is fine. I think Biden or Kamala would have also demanded a new Rush Hour movie, just a natural thing for the president to do given all that's going on. Trump's tantrum is poor timing for Paramount, which hopes he'll put his thumb on the scale in their quest to acquire Warner Brothers. And time is of the essence. Trump's thumbs could fall clean off at any moment. As you know, last Friday, Netflix announced plans to buy Warner Brothers discovery for $83 billion. To put that number in perspective, it's $83 billion. If finalized, Netflix would acquire the studio and streaming business, while the cable unit would be spun off into a separate company. And for some reason, Netflix CEO Ted Sarandos demanded a fur coat made of the WB's finest animaniacs. Netflix has already been hit with a class action lawsuit seeking to block the deal, and a group of anonymous top filmmakers wrote a letter to Congress warning that the merger would be a disaster for Hollywood. And I don't know how many more disasters Hollywood can take. We still haven't recovered from the strikes, the fires, the arc light closing, and all the movie stars getting their eyes done at once, showing up fucking different, looking younger and surprised all at once. What the fuck? How was there a deal? Where'd all the lower bluffs go? Just some horrible pile of lower bluffs sitting in Beverly Hills somewhere. The anonymous filmmaker said in that open letter that they left the note unsigned, not out of cowardice, but out of fear of retaliation. Which signals that perhaps not a lot of prominent writers were part of the letter. It's impossible to know who the filmmakers are, though one of them did add, PS I wouldn't fuck Paul Dano with somebody else's feet. And who would say that? Could be anybody. Speaking of not accepting defeat, Paramount. Yes, you are welcome. Fucking yes. Speaking of defeat, Paramount launched a hostile takeover bid to buy Warner Brothers Discovery, going straight to shareholders with an all cash$30 per share offer. Pretty exciting stuff. Will Warner Brothers be sucked up into a giant monopoly in which a half dozen people dec what? A third of us watch every night after dinner? Or will it be sucked up into A different giant monopoly. I'm on the edge of my seat in a car that is going into the ocean. And with the future of Hollywood at stake, these titans of industry are engaged in one of the biggest and most consequential ass kissing contests in human history. But which globe bestriding magnate will attend to the task with greater passion? Which billionaire will get their mouths deeper, use their lips more assertively upon the presidential crack? Who shall play the most beautiful version of of hold to the Chief? David Ellison, the head of Paramount and son of billionaire Larry Ellison made a recent visit to Washington and promised Trump officials that if he bought Warner Brothers, he would overhaul CNN's programming. Ellison allegedly even promised Trump that one of the N's in CNN can stand for any N word he wants. On Wednesday, Trump confirmed that he likes where Ellison's head is at.
