Fresh from a screening at Comic-Con, the Hannibal gag reel hit the Internet today. That old saying that we memorized in first-grade media studies — “The more serious the project, the funnier the gag reel” — is only reinforced by watching Laurence Fishburne get the giggles in front of the drama lens (cannibal filter). How the cast doesn’t bust up more often with all of those audible chewing scenes is beyond me. Smack, smack, smack. Crunch, crunch. “This is possibly the finest salad I’ve ever eaten in my life. Shame to ruin it with all that meat.” [Beat.] “Shut up, [bleep].”

• Paging Marshall McLuhan: People in movies going to the movies. Related: Allen vs. Faulkner.
• Marlon Brando’s screen test for Rebel Without a Cause. A comment I enjoy: “Sure did blink a lot. Blinking being a strong sign of lying, tends to induce a feeling of distrust, even if only subliminally; might even have affected the casting director’s reaction. Maybe he just had irritated eyes that day … ” Everyone’s a critic.
• Leaky Del Rey.
• Two oral histories, one on the end of Intervention and one on the Stretch Armstrong movie that never was.
• Vampire Weekend’s cover of “Blurred Lines” is fine indeed.
• The house that birthed August and Everything After is for sale. Anna, begin your mortgage payments.
• On Cronutism.
• Crime-writing festivals are not only a thing, there is a best-of list of them.
• I found a unicorn and thought, Oh no, they’re going to think I stole this thing, so I just beat it up with a mallet and threw the body in the river. That’s cool, right? That’s all OK?
• Unable to roll with this change.
• “Oh my God, dad, have you ever had such good fries? Like, for real, these fries are off the chain. Wanna catch a laser show?”
• Please don’t let this be what makes a pizza supreme.
• The Lucille Bluth on Game of Thrones campaign begins now.