July 2010
42 posts
The musical equivalent of Schrödinger’s Cat is that first few seconds when the song coming through the speakers could be Aimee Mann’s cover of “One” or DeVotchKa’s “How It Ends”.
History's Greatest Monster
In the Sunday Times interview promoting his new documentary South of the Border, Stone veered into discussion of the Holocaust, saying, “Hitler was a Frankenstein, but there was also a Dr. Frankenstein. German Industrialists, the Americans and the British. He had a lot of support…. Hitler did far more damage to the Russians than the Jewish people.”
Oliver Stone is free to conduct all the...
Sad…
now happy…
or is it sadder?
So what if I made this my new ringtone. So what.
Inception!
Anyone complaining that the dream sequences in INCEPTION are hollow, lacking in artistry or imagination, needs to start by telling me their last five dreams, cuz seriously: getting chased by an unspecific person/persons who mean to menace you as you pursue an ambiguous, ever-shifting goal through a collage of slightly-familiar environs, that’s a once a month kind of thing.
All that shit...
“WAAAOOOOMMMMMM”
Seriously, this...
Are You Previously Never Experienced?
Mark my words: Somewhere, R. Kelly is singing “Let me shift your ‘motivation’ to previously unknown and previously never experienced levels” into a vagina.
I can’t wait for the half-hour prime time special where America announces which suddenly-popular sport its going to keep caring about.
My sources say competitive eating.
Otterrorized!
Raymond Duval, 53, and 36-year-old Christopher Janssen were nearby and saw the otter get the drop on the elderly man.
Local crime blotters are the poor man’s script-writing course.
“All these computers and digital gadgets are no good. They just fill your head with numbers and that can’t be good for you.”
This from the man behind such songs as “Nothing Compares 2 U,” “I Would Die 4 U,” and “7.”
jennifrrr:
Can we talk about the word “yummy” for a minute and how it should never, ever be used by anyone over the age of, say, 4, in regards to taste, hotness of men/women, bathroom paint color, or any other way I’ve read it used today? No, Benjamin Moore HC-44 is NOT the yummiest shade of beige ever in the history of schmoopy-poops & eye twinkle sparkle vomits. Stop. Just Stop. And talk...
