Obviously, horrorcore is the worst, and people who paint their faces like genuine actual garbage clowns are hilarious. But somehow I feel so defensive of horrorcore while watching this segment. You leave horrorcore alone, you old, out-of-touch neden holes! With your silly, Specs Howard voices and your casual, racist insinuations that rap music and gang violence are inextricably linked. Then again, when that guy from Kung Fu Vampire (See you at New Moon tonight, bro!) uses a junior high school-caliber epiphany to turn the whole thing back on the news team by explaining that the mainstream media's reporting of violence makes the evening news the grandfather of all horrorcore (WHOOOOOA), I quickly went back to hating the people in the horrorcore scene. So, I guess I just hate everyone in this segment. (Thanks for the tip, Rana and Kim.)
At a Swell Season performance a couple of nights ago (Swell Season is Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova, the people who won the Academy Award for Once, beating out August Rush somehow, so you know they're good [ZING for no swell reason]) Jason Segal took the stage. I guess they are all friends? Anyway, Jason Segel sat behind the piano, and after some light banter in which he explained that he'd asked Glen and Marketa for songwriting advice and that they had said to include lots of "personal details," Segel performed a very "personal song" with backing from the band. Some might say TOO personal!
I remember in a survey course I took in college (that's right, I've been to college!) about the comparative politics of communism, socialism, and fascism, that the professor suggested that for communism in its purest and most idealistic form to truly take root and succeed as a sociopolitical system, everyone in our small, slightly stuffy classroom would have to die. The point was that communism was completely at odds with capitalism in such a way that capitalists and anyone raised in a capitalist society would never truly be able to relinquish their stranglehold on their precious personal material wealth. It goes against everything that the capitalist system believes and encourages. In order to truly believe (and communism demands fierce belief) that we are all equal, participating members in a society built for the common good, it would demand entire generations of people raised in such a society, believing in it on base principle. And so, it could only be through the death of the capitalists that communism would achieve its true potential as a beneficent social structure.
Similarly, I don't think we can ever move forward as a society until everyone who likes this video dies. Workers against Puddle of Mudd of the world, unite! You have nothing to lose. Literally. Nothing. You can even keep your ALICE IN CHAINS! (Ugh. Sorry.)
"Russian Roulette" video, you guys. It was supposed to premiere on 20/20 tonight, you know, for all the 65-year-old Rihanna-heads out there. "I am enjoying this piece about conditions in Spanish women's prisons, but I also can't wait for the Rihanna music video. My tea is getting cold!" But it leaked! And yikes!
Save it for the therapist's couch, am I right, you guys? Jeeeeeeeez. The space therapist in V for Vendetta Town, apparently.
You know how the Country Music Awards are. They're basically an artist, and a perfectionist. Never satisfied, always pushing towards a new paradigm. "Let's turn this whole thing on its head," you can often hear the Country Music Awards saying. Just kidding. This year's Country Music Awards was, wait for it, wall-to-wall Kanye jokes. So that's still a thing that's going on. Perfect. According to People magazine (because I obviously did not actually watch the CMAs, I live in New York City!) there were multiple instances, although this one is my favorite (my least favorite):
Obviously, Little Jimmy Dickens, as an 88-year-old member of the Grand Ol Opry, gets to do whatever he wants at this point. Those are the rules! Anyone over 75 gets a free pass in my book. Oh, you want to say mildly racist things about the waiter at this restaurant? Fair enough. You have paid your dues. Oh, you want to give someone the gas face for showing their ankles in public? You've earned it. I'm a total stickler for letting the aged live the remainder of their lives however they see fit. So if Little Jimmy Dickens wants to live the remainder of his life making botched, worn out jokes about things he barely even understands, I'm not going to get in his way. YOU GO, LITTLE JIMMY DICKENS!
I give up! I tried to fight Lady Gaga off for awhile, but she might actually be some kind of retarded genius. I mean, her life is basically an Eric Wareheim video. How can you get in the way of that? You can't. You simply step aside and let it limp through on its prop crutches, cleaning up the wake of blood after its gone.
Carrie Prejean turned the video camera off, put on some clothes, and stepped out of her house. It was a beautiful day outside. The air smelled like apples, and the late morning light hit the world in just such a...
After watching Death Sentence, a terrible movie starring Kevin Bacon as a father in search of vigilante justice directed by Saw's James Wan, Gabe embarked on The Hunt For The Worst Movie of All Time. This is his sad journey.
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Can you guys believe that there is only one week left until TWILIGHT NEW MOON IZ HERE? It's like all that anticipation, all those sleepless nights and sweaty palms, it all comes down to this moment. Well, not this moment,...
Blogging about TV and movies isn't all fun and videogames. Every week, Lindsay or Gabe will be presented with a physical or mental challenge that tests their bravery,patience, and taste.
The Challenge: I had to go on a 3.5 hour bus tour of totally random TV and film locations in New York City. Alone, and wearing a specific ridiculous tshirt. And I had to find someone to take my picture...
Uh. OK. Well, first let's address what this movie did well, like the disappointed parents we are (or at least that I am), recognizing that the negative feedback won't be useful or constructive if it isn't preceded by something positive....
