this is why Hollywood movies suck so hard, and aren’t likely to get better anytime soon
Please please please please read Mark Harris’s “The Day the Movies Died” at GQ. Because I don’t want to be alone in my bitter despair.
Month: March 2011
what she said: Jezebel’s Anna Holmes at ‘The New York Times’…
…on how the cultural embrace of violent misogynist celebrity Charlie Sheen and his ongoing meltdown is little different from other reality television…
Arianna Huffington admits unpaid HuffPo bloggers aren’t even getting the exposure they’re supposedly working for
Working for “exposure” is bullshit. But even if there were some value in “exposure” for writers, Huffington now admits that those unpaid bloggers aren’t getting any exposure at all…
question of the weekend: What makes Mr. Potato Head Mr. Potato Head if it isn’t his potato?
If Mr. Potato Head can exist by attaching his parts to a tortilla, then where does Mr. Potato Head’s essence reside if not in his very own potato head? Is it in the sum of his parts?
Saturday cute: time travel cat…
…almost cause paradox.
Friday night fortune cookie: Ferdinand the duck says…
“The life of an anorexic duck doesn’t amount to much in the broad scheme of things.”
‘Doctor Who’ thing of the day: ‘Doctor Who’-themed bar opens in Brooklyn
It may not represent the best tribute to our favorite Time Lord, however…
The Adjustment Bureau (review)
It keeps us on our intellectual and emotional toes as it blithely bounces us around thorny philosophical koans and lets us peek behind the scenes of the universe at the charming puppetmasters who pull the strings. But for the heaviness of the film’s metaphysics, there is something ineffably light and charming about it. If Frank Capra made The Matrix, it would be The Adjustment Bureau.
trailer break: ‘Mars Needs Moms’
Mars needs moms to tell them to eat their broccoli? Oh, yes, that’s what turns out to be the case. Doesn’t Mars need dads, too?
question of the day: How should we punish dirty slut Natalie Portman for glamorizing out-of-wedlock pregnancy?
Have you heard? That dirty dirty slut Natalie Portman has done a bad thing. No, not have sex — though she did do that bad thing, the nasty whore — but parade around at the Oscars looking beautiful and happy even though her belly is swollen with a bastard child. How dare she!
