Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Beautiful Losers

I stumbled upon the documentary film Beautiful Losers because there was nothing on TV and I'd already resorted to watching G.I. Joe on demand. It's about a group of artists who came together at the now defunct Alleged Gallery on NYC's Lower East Side. Alleged curator Aaron Rose directed it and boy, what I would have done to hang out there. Rose has since gone on to accomplish a laundry list of enviable creative endeavors and I wish more people cared about stuff like this. For some reason makes me think of another documentary from a few years ago: Rising Son, the biopic of badass skateboarder Christian Hosoi. Wacky people doing things a bit differently. Always puts a smile on my face.

Love It

I was just working out and listening to Fifty Cent's "Hate It Or Love It," which is a song I never get sick of. Just thinking about how good it is and how Fitty made so much money on that watered down purple Vitamin Water. And then I get home and open up the new issue of Us Weekly to find that Mr. Cent himself is the subject of this week's "25 Things You Don't Know About Me," which is Us Weekly's loss and the reader's gain. Because what the hell and also, AMAZING. Just a few gemstones of information he's throwin' our way in order of awesomeness and...you're welcome.
-"I eat very healthy. I eat enough turkey and egg whites to feed a small village." (#1)
-(later followed by the requisite) "I eat ketchup on everything." (#14)
-"My mental space is occasionally interrupted by a lust demon." (#5)
-"I now buy the trophies that I should have won." (#25)
-"I have a dog named Oprah." (#7)
-"I want to date a blind woman so she can see me exactly the way I want her to." (#17)
-(and, my personal favorite) "I don't like women who drink before noon." (#24)

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Awards Season Part I

Every year around this time I begin my mad dash to see pretty much every notable movie in the running for a Globe or SAG or most likely an Oscar as well. This year Sherlock Holmes is at the top of my list but sh*t's not out yet. So I defer to It's Complicated, which-oh right-ISN'T OUT EITHER. Nine looks like a fun, albeit probably overrated option. And still. We've been hearing about all three of these movies for maybe eight years now, but they're not coming out for another few days. So I got myself jazzed up about Up In The Air because a.) it looks less harrowing than Brothers and b.) I thought it might actually be a quality film. Which it was. But woah depression. I get depressed just looking at the word Omaha let alone spending 90 or so minutes imagining a single 48-year-old man living there in an all-white one bedroom apartment and also firing people for a living. And I saw Anna Kendrick on David Letterman (I think) and she was charming and all but the characters she plays are dead infuriating. On the fence about this one.

Monday, December 21, 2009

Love Bug

Kevin Jonas, the oldest of the Jo Bros and arguably the fugliest, got married this weekend at a castle on Long Island and there is your punchline, folks. Being from Long Island, I am allowed to take more shots at it than the average person (which means A LOT), and I'm just going to say anything that calls itself a castle, yet is located on Long Island, is def a ranch style house with a $10 million addition and a whole lot of chandeliers. Add to that the fact that she is a "former hairdresser from New Jersey" and they met "while on vacation in the Bahamas" (I'm going to take a wild guess and say...Atlantis) and you've got yourself the next episode of "Jersey Shore," minus the t-shirt shop jobs but with more hair extensions.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Hey Now

I found this advertisement on the back of an issue of Country Living from 1998. Lest anyone judge, I am "home for the holidays" and surrounded by pretty much every single issue of that magazine + House Beautiful from 1978 until present day. Thankfully there really are few things more awesome than Kenny Rogers, no less Kenny Rogers hawking a fragrance from Elizabeth Taylor whilst wearing a black turtleneck sweater. I complain about my mother's pack rat tendencies on a
regular basis, but this discovery just bought her a solid year of leniency.