uninspired

By the time I fired off my portmanteau replacement for the uninspired “map kings,” I possessed a granular understanding of the vote, batch by batch, that surpassed even my fanatical attention to the 2000 election in eighth grade.

In writer-director Eli Roth’s atrociously uninspired sci-fi fantasy escapade “Borderlands,” Claptrap, an acerbic droid voiced by Jack Black, calls to mind the humor of “Mystery Science Theater 3000,” the parody TV show in which a group of sentient robots comment on unintentionally risible B-movies.

Much has been made of the uninspired, algorithm-driven content that’s being pumped out by streaming services: You take a couple of big names, graft them onto a done-to-death storyline, give the scenes a modicum of flashiness, and most folks at home on their couch will accept it as a passable diversion.

When the couple purchased their first home in 2021, the front yard was an uninspired swath of Bermuda grass and white gravel, with an oddly placed palm that real estate agents hastily planted for staging purposes.

They thought that this was a clarion call to action; the rest of us were uninspired by another insipid election cycle.