It was great until the dad from The Wonder Years showed up as one of the judges at the Father and Son cover contest. Then it was AWESOME!
You mean they now make toys that depict child murderers and perverts? All I had growing up were toy soldiers and Lincoln Logs. Kids these days are so lucky.
Um, congrats on learning how to make awesome floating blimp-head special effects, Carly Fiorina’s campaign team. I mean, this looks really awesome, in a “hey, check out this kooky political ad” kind of way.
But I’m a little perplexed about where, exactly, this “ad” is intended to be shown. It’s almost eight minutes, which means it’s not going to run on broadcast TV. And no one on the internet watches 8 minutes videos (unless they star Lady Gaga and Beyonce dressed up in clown clothes).
So, where do you plan to air these? At the movies? Projected on the side of a building somewhere?
I mean, again, kudos on the top-notch CGI work here, but next time, maybe spend a couple minutes shoring up your distribution plan so your crazy-person fueled efforts actually get seen, OK?
Awesome gif, great job!
The Internet is working against you, Gabe. It’s a conspiracy. Like The Firm.
These are all characters from a Christopher Guest movie, right? There is simply no way any of these people are actual, real-life human beings.
Are those our only choices: Lady Gaga or Nickelback? Really? Your iTunes library must be awesome!
Exactly! It’s like there’s an entire team of art directors and designers who *just* missed making the cut for season 19 of Project Runway sitting around trying to think up the crrrrrraziest things for her to wear.
Designer 1: “How about some old people sunglasses, like the kind that go over your regular glasses?”
Art Director: “Ha! Too pedestrian. This is Lady Gaga we’re talking about. What else do you got?”
Designer 2: “Um, what if we hot-glued a bunch of lit cigarettes to the old people sunglasses?”
Art Director: “Now you’re talking!”
I hate to admit it, but I watched this entire video earlier this morning. All 10 minutes of it. There were at least 10 times I nearly clicked away, but I was sure there would be something at the end that would make all of this noise and flash and manufactured strangeness worth my time.
Sure, Lady Gaga makes some really catch songs that are probably really popular in the dance clubs. There’s no denying that. But she’s only been in the broad public consciousness for about a year and a half and her act is already so, so tired. She is weird for weird’s sake. Everything — from the outfits, to the hair, to the herky-jerky dance moves, to the semi-creepy/semi-WTF videos — seem so contrived that it is almost painful to watch.
She may have more talent as a singer/performer than Ke$ha, but make no mistake, they are two peas in the same overly calculated, mass-marketed pod.
Nothing makes losing an Oscar to your ex-wife feel better. Except having all the money. Nothing else, though.
I’ve seen more excited.
Just a word of advice: Don’t let any of those dudes sit on your couch. They are all very greasy. They will definitely leave a stain.
My favorite part is how they take Common to the hospital in his full New Jersey Nets uniform after he hurts his knee.
“Hey, it’s been established in other shots in this trailer that I am a multi-millionaire athlete who drives fancy cars and wears expensive suits, so before you rush me to the hospital to have a doctor examine my non-life threatening leg injury, do you think I could throw on a pair of warm-up pants and maybe a clean T-shirt? What? No? You’re just going to Flight for Life me straight to the emergency room in my jersey and game shorts? Sounds just like something that would happen in real life. Let’s go!”
Hurley’s flash-sideways life just gets weirder and weirder.
Edward (he’s the vampire kid, right?) always talks like his stupid vampire fangs are poking him in the upper lip. I’ll bet that hurts. He should go see a vampire dentist and get that taken care of.
Fan Bing-Bing. That is all.
Yup. I can get down with that.
“I don’t believe in this evidence you speak of.”
And with that, your honor, the defense rests.
It looks like Violent J might want to consider switching to Diet Faygo.
Also, this went from funny-sad to just plain sad-sad:
As far as I’m concerned, he’ll forever be the kid who wooed Mercedes Lane.
You know things are getting bad for Leno when the competition’s sidekick can effectively expose him for the jerkwad he is. Given, Andy is the best sidekick ever, but he’s still a sidekick.
Sounds fun, but I still prefer A Serious Man raves: We all stare at our neighbors wives and nervously smoke refer while wrestling with our existential angst.
When Lindsay ultimately wins this completely legitimate lawsuit, how will I return my internet to her since I have now down-purchased (that’s a real term, right Lindsay’s lawyer) a copy to my desktop? Is there a special box that I put it in?