question of the day: What intimate celebrity bodily details should we obsess about next?
Behold Celebrity Bra Sizes, the site wherein speculation is engaged upon scientifically determining the dimensions of the mammary glands of famous women.
Behold Celebrity Bra Sizes, the site wherein speculation is engaged upon scientifically determining the dimensions of the mammary glands of famous women.
Most of us grow up with the idea that the right way to eat is three square meals a day. But there’s nothing natural about that…
Would that make it too confusing to know which is the “real” version? Or would it be barely different from the “director’s cut” versions we often get on DVD?
The Tree of Life is a “beautiful” film, even its detractors appear to agree. But so is every other TV commercial and throwaway police procedural.
I think close to the top of the list must be the notion that you could walk calmly and slowly away from a nearby explosion without incurring severe injury.
I remember being in first grade, and playing superheroes on the school playground during our lunch break…
It’s not just theoretically inevitable, it’s already in the works.
I so wanted to do a Foursquare check-in from Sherwood Forest, and then eat my lunch of local bread, cheese, and rare-breed ham under a tree, like Robin Hood might have done…
Isn’t it all about telling a story?
Are we going to see a mad rush by all the studios to convert old — and not so old — movies to 3D and get them back out in multiplexes? Would that be an entirely bad thing? Would it be better if we just got unconverted classics back on a big screen?