The Not So “Real World”: Making Bad TV Worse
By Thomas J. / Sunday, February 13th, 2011I haven’t watched MTV’s The Real World since 1998 (Real World Seattle) after the slap heard around the world. This occurred when Irene McGee left due to “health issues” and upon leaving called Stephen Williams gay, who in turn slapped her through a car window. Note: Within 10 years Williams would be out of the closet and engaged to a man.
Read More...Grave Tidings: Slay, Lady, Slay?
By An Unpaid Intern / Saturday, November 27th, 2010 / (4) CommentsBefore there were sparkly pussy vampires and musical theater sprites learning Very Special Episode lessons about being nice to fat girls, there was an epic show called Buffy The Vampire Slayer that featured vicious vampire sex machines, troubled teenage misanthropes, and a huge gay following.
Buffy is slated to return, but will we even recognize her?:
That big-screen Buffy the Vampire Slayer we’ve been hoping for is finally moving forward, but it turns out it’ll be without Sarah Michelle Gellar—and without Buffy mastermind Joss Whedon.
No Take Backs?: A Lippy Male Starlet Handled, With Care
By Shawn Baker / Friday, August 6th, 2010 / (8) CommentsI hardly ever go the movies anymore.
It just doesn’t really do it for me like it used to, and I don’t particularly miss it. Maybe it’s the idiots who can’t stay off cell phones for a whole ninety minutes. It could be that home theaters have made the movie viewing experience much more pleasurable in terms of controlling content and ambiance.
Profoundly Shallow: “My, Like, Essence Also Has 3% Body Fat”
By Shawn Baker / Friday, June 11th, 2010 / (22) CommentsWhat’s more maddening than getting job advice from the well-employed or dating tips from the perpetually attached?
How about sage wisdom on substance from fawning celebrity glorifiers?:
“If I could change one thing about our world, I would change how people measure their self-worth against material objects. I enjoy capitalism, but I do not let capitalism define me. You are not who you are married to or what car you drive or what kind of apartment you live in.
The Hollywood Years: Cock, Cocaine and Caftans
By John Calendo / Saturday, June 5th, 2010 / (7) CommentsI thought of them as the Cocaine Trilogy: Xanadu, Can’t Stop the Music, and My Tutor. Movies made around the magic year 1980, written, produced and starring cocaine, that is, addled movie insiders whose every idea was taken to be fucking brilliant. The ruins of such cocaine circle-jerks can be seen in the trailer above. What memories it doesn’t bring back!
Read More...“Community” Standards: Hopelessly Devoted To Joel McHale
By Nightcharm / Tuesday, March 9th, 2010 / (3) CommentsIf you’re like us and abhor your typical generic sitcom for its callow puerility, hermetically-sealed staginess, eye-rolling reliance on familial relations, and catch phrase-happy brats, then NBC’s Community may have slipped under your radar. Convention-breaking, wordsmithy, and deadpanningly unsentimental, the series — actually lensed at two L.A. community colleges — follows the continuing adult education misadventures of a motley, makeshift family of losers and wandering souls addled with neuroses and just gnawing at the bit to fuck the hell out of each other
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