shutupI’m beginning to realize that these trendy supercuts aren’t the clever assemblages of aesthetically linked cinematic tropes I lionize, but mere exercises in obsessive compulsive disorder — pathological hoardings of repetitions and… erm… repetitions. Anyway, here’s “Sit Down” and “Shut Up,” again and again.

Well, you know, nice effort, nice effort. Pat yourself on the back. Pat yourself on the back.

Hey, supercut fiends, how about a challenge? How about “Breaking the Fourth Wall” the supercut? How about “Empty Threats” the supercut, starting with “I’ve got a stomachful of Xanax. I took what was left of a bottle. It might have been too much.” Sounds tedious. And… go. What? Don’t look at me. I’m an idea man. Go! Supercut!