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Popular psychologist, columnist, and television and film personality Joyce Brothers has died. She was…
When it rains, you should expect a hurricane.
His improv was awesome, his delivery precise, and his humor extraordinary. I was one of his many fans…
Roger Ebert dead at 70 of cancer according to the Chicago Sun-Times
I love old movies. There was a certain gallantry and finesse to them, no matter what the genre. It didn’t matter if it was Sink the Bismarck or Destry Rides Again or even Glen or Glenda. The celluloid was magical. It helped to suspend the disbelief, and give my imagination a new venue in which to flourish.
No, not with Glen or Glenda. I have my limits.
Anyway, a few days ago, I watched one of the newer “Fill-in-the-blank of the Dead”s. The idea behind it was to scare the ever living crap out of people, but I was just disgusted. All it was, was gore. I see enough of that on the Discovery Channel™. If a filmmaker wishes to scare people, he should think about the psyche, not the butcher’s table. To this day, Psycho is one of the scariest films ever made, in my humble opinion. Hell, Alfred Hitchcock knew the psyche very well. He tormented Tippy Hedren on and off the screen to the point of ruining her life! I will never watch The Birds again. And don’t get me started on Rebecca.
That’s not to say I don’t appreciate bloody scenes. My favorite director when it comes to spraying blood everywhere has to be Akira Kurosawa. The blood spurting from the decapitated bodies in Ran was cinematic artistry.
And how do you like your scary movies??
If you had doubts that Hollywood is an arm of the White House, you shouldn’t now.
Michelle Obama surprises Oscars by presenting Best Picture award
On an evening when the most elite gather to give each other props, I found it rather apropos to have the Cremè de Politics give the award for Best Picture.
Y’all can go vomit if you haven’t done so by now.
Tonight is that awards show of awards shows, the Academy Awards. This is the award given to those who their peers consider as having delivered the performance of a lifetime, or rather the previous ten months, really.
Fred Astaire never won.
Marilyn Monroe never won.
Peter O’Toole never won.
Cary Grant never won.
Some may have received the Lifetime Achievement Award for “sticking around long enough”. But they never won a competitive award. And that’s what counts to those myopic, fishbowl-living, Brown Derby-styling celebutardic actors. Frankly, I like to call it the Meyer Awards. Let’s face it: it’s a bunch of weenies full of bologna.
It’s too bad I gave up booze for Lent. It would have been a nice drinking game every time someone brought up some libtardic talking point in their winning speech
You know, one day I will learn to NOT be surprised where Hollywood is concerned. I have a feeling that day is not in my immediate future.
John Cusack Developing Rush Limbaugh Biopic
No, I’m not making this up. Ultra-liberal making a movie about an ultra-conservative. And you just know how that will turn out.
The project, as first reported by the AP, has a working title of Rush and is being produced by Cusack’s own production company, New Crime Productions.
A shooting script is nearing completion, with the liberal Cusack, 46, set to step into the unlikely role of the 61-year-old conservative firebrand.
I can see the resemblance.
I’m hoping the ghost of Stan Winston will be guiding the make-up crew.
I think I know why the interest in a Limbaugh movie now, though.
Limbaugh has fanned the flames of controversy throughout his three-decade career, none more so than in February, when he called Georgetown University Law Center student Sandra Fluke a “slut” and a “prostitute” for advocating for insurance coverage of contraceptives. The comments resulted in widespread outrage and led to 45 companies pulling their ads from his syndicated program, The Rush Limbaugh Show.
He said she behaved like a slut and a prostitute. And by definition, he was being kind. Oh, and he lost 45 companies, but ended up having to fight off hundreds more wanting the contracts for ads on his show.
I can’t wait to hear what Limbaugh says about this. That will be epic
And it was just as bad as I thought it would be. I have part 1 at Sithy, and part 2 will be written tomorrow.
Top Ten Idiocies of the Olympic Opening Ceremonies:
- Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band
- HUGE creepy baby
- Hospital beds
- Clubbing scene
- Dancing nurses
- Tribute to music by decades
- Random carnival goers
- The Queen parachuting in (Ok, that was rather cute, but it would NEVER happen)
And the Number One Idiocy of the Opening Ceremony:
- Meredith Vieira and Matt Lauer commenting on the AWESOMENESS of Danny Boyle’s trainspotting slumdogs. Or something.
Anyway, here’s a palate cleanser for y’all:
Hope y’all enjoy your Saturday!!
I’m not a big fan of popular TV shows. There are maybe three or four shows I do watch regularly, if that. Most comedies are a bit too adult for the kids to be watching, for one, and some of the “grittier” shows leave a LOT to be desired as far as actual realism. That whole “I watch CSI and can kill you fifteen different ways” shit is just that: SHIT!! Gawd, that show drives me nuts. The best cure for that crap? Make it a drinking game.
The other night I decided to watch Game of Thrones since so many of my friends are fans. No, I haven’t read the books. No, I am NOT a heretic. I’m just freakin’ BUSY. Anyway, I watched it, and found myself grinning because there were so many common threads in every episode. It adapts so well to a drinking game!
If I had actually been playing while watching the second episode, I would have passed out after 20 minutes
Disclaimer: I am not an avid sportsfan. The only stats I know happen to be vital ones, and only if I have a thermometer, a stethoscope, and a sick child handy.
Having said (typed) that, I do enjoy watching sports. I love the precision employed by the players. It doesn’t matter if I’m watching NFL football or Canadian curling. Watching the way the players read each other and act on subtle signals is intriguing. I draw the line at Sumo, though. Yes, there’s precision, but there are wedgies, too.
Growing up in Puerto Rico, my family lived by the Three Bs: Boxing, Basketball, and Baseball. There were no other sports outside of that. Honestly, I doubt my uncles know what American football is. But if I ask their opinion on Floyd Mayweather, get ready for a three hour diatribe. Y’all would be surprised to learn that Boxing is one of my favorite sports, but it stems from growing up surrounded by avid fans of it. I love the full contact and the dancing around the ring. I love the chess-like simplicity of it. I love the “two go in, one comes out” civility of it. This also explains my attraction to Hockey.
Oh yes, I went there!!
So, my friends, what is y’all’s favorite sport?