In continuing with the movie bent DWG has been on of late, I have a few thoughts about the trailer below, which aired before the Marilyn screening I wrote about last week:
This seems to be the longest trailer in the history of the world. How, you ask, could that be considering it is under 3 minutes, a completely normal length in world time?
I’ll explain. I’m talking about thought-time.
Good afternoon, my pretties! I know it’s been a long time since you’ve heard from me but I promise I haven’t abandoned you — I merely got sidelined by germs, fatigue, and the parts of my life that don’t happen on the internet. Can you believe there are any? Neither can I, sometimes.
But now… I am back to blogging!
Ben Franklin butter statue. Nothing as American as cardiac arrest!
In case you missed it, a little over a week ago there was this big holiday known as American Arterial Distress Day, or something like that. After stuffing myself full of delicious, delicious animal fat courtesy of friend and blog reader Brent (hi Brent!), I atoned for my crass excess by having one the most pretentious weekends of all time.
A few days ago Tania and I saw “My Week With Marilyn,” which stars Michelle Williams as Marilyn Monroe. In the film there is a scene in which Monroe, untouchable, unreliable, surrounded by an enabling entourage, tells the PA who has been “Ms. Monroe”-ing her up and down, to call her Marilyn. It’s supposed to be the moment we know he’s broken through (SPOILER ALERT: Eh, you can guess).
Now for many reasons that are covered later, there is no actual “breaking through” with somebody who is aware of and embracing their iconic status. Sure. Still, this simple exchange struck me as interesting.
Yup, Jail. Read on...
Straight from the internet trenches, it’s another edition of “Today’s News,” from the gold standard in mingling important stuff with irrelevant blather, Huffington Post. (Past editions are archived here.)
Here are some front page stories you might have missed while you were reading about Herman Cain’s sexual escapades:
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Around certain parts (these parts, far parts, near parts) I am known to have somewhat unconventional taste in films. This is because I am a ridiculous wimp and have an aversion to yelling, suspense, violence, or the suggestion thereof. Regular-person movies like “Super 8” find me twisting 360 degrees in my $16 theater seat and cause panic-dreams for weeks.
Naturally then, when choosing a movie, I am not drawn towards films with plots or a series of actions that further said plot. I prefer to watch regular people go through subtle emotional trials only to end up either largely unchanged or changed in a way that is impossible to describe with any specificity.
Many people are not familiar with my preferred genre because it has almost no appeal to anybody looking for a movie with clear entertainment value. Still, as a public service I have decided to list my favorite movies and explain why they are so awesome.
Code name: EAGLE!!
It is previously documented that I have a consuming fascination with presidential security. As such, I was extremely excited to come across a fun little quiz on this very subject as I was perusing NYMag.com this morning. Said quiz challenges you to match a series of famous political figures with their often hilarious Secret Service code names. Because I am brilliant and a total freak, I took the quiz and scored a 8 out of 9. Lila, who is special in other ways, only scored a 4 out of 9.
Take the quiz yourself at the link below, and report back with your score if you are so inclined:
code name: TUMBLER (yes, really)
Alright folks, that’s it for today. And since it’s fake Friday, you probably won’t be hearing from us until after the holiday weekend. Godspeed, and enjoy your turkeys and pies.
Hello, science nerds.
We’ve covered some of the important signs that the world is doomed on this blog. Things like Republican hair, zany fashion, melody-less singing, awkward dancing, and cheesy youtube mashups. What we have not discussed is the fact that we might all perish before these evils do us in thanks to another concerning trend: giant man-eating dry land-walking OCTOPUSES [caps necessary to express level of terror].
So, naysayers, before we settle in for the long haul, convinced that Rebecca Black is not powerful enough to destroy us all, there is a video that is important for you to see with a comment stream that confirms the worst. Please do not enjoy this video. Just watch it and mentally prepare your disaster kit.