Friday, January 1, 2010

boys don't cry

'in five minutes we are going to feel exactly like we did five minutes ago'

I was afraid of that.

Thursday, December 31, 2009

deceptions

A collaboration between Diablo Cody and Steven Spielberg kind of made my stomach turn and this reason exactly is why I never gave The United States of Tara a chance.

I made a mistake.

This show is so unusually quirky and hilarious, not to mention that John Corbett plays Max, Tara's husband( Aiden, from sex and the city, the love of my life) which makes it my new favorite.

Tara is a mother of two who is living with dissociative identity disorder. She has three alters, T. a fifteen year old slut, an army vet named Buck, who claims his lack of a penis is because it was shot off in vietnam, and a 50's housewife named Alice.

Too bad all the best shows air on showtime, which my mom won't pay for, she would rather have me download and send her Dexter once a week.

stingy.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

tip your scale



Usually things of such material value mean nothing to me,

but this, I could get used to, keep it coming money bags

hillary 9000

"see you later judy poo, don't let the transport truck run you over on your next hard right"- father zorz

tried out the new GPS today, it didn't go over too well, UNTIL, judy poo was renamed into Hillary 9000:

she was much more reliable that way.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

pick your poison

The Imaginarium of Terry Gilliam.

diabolical. This film had so much potential, and yet it seems that about half way through the film, all of it's flaws( in my mind precursors to one of the main character's deaths) pile on top of one another and the lack of coherence and unintelligent writing becomes increasingly evident. The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus is a platform for modern day citizens who have become lost and engulfed in their drab and unfantastical daily lives to pass through and experience their wildest imaginations inside of the mind of the Dr. Although, the Dr has made a pact with the Devil, whereby he will abduct the Dr.'s daughter Valentina( a character who really only flaunted her legs and breasts the entire film) on her 16th birthday for his own fiendish indulgences.

OK, that's fine. Then they introduce Ledger's character, who, not at fault of his own acting, probably more or less awful direction, confuses the plot even more. Is he a good guy, a bad guy? Do you want him to sleep with Valentina, is that weird and unsettling? The Dr. also makes a new pact with the Devil to not take Valentina. If the Imaginaruim can capture five souls for the Devil, Valentina will live a free life. Gilliam expected the audience to realize this on their own, as all the characters just keep repeating "five souls, five souls" over and over again with no explanation.

What bothered me the most was the lack of rules in the Imaginaruim. Sometimes souls were captured, sometimes they weren't. The idea was stressed that the Imaginarium was suited for one soul at a time, sometimes two went through and horrendous things didn't seem to cohesively happen each time. YET, through all of the inconsistencies what truly bothered me the most, were the Monty Python references, the Monty Python references that took place in someone else's imagination. The Imaginarium of Terry Gilliam.

The movie ends with the rivalry between Parnassus and the Devil rambling on.
And the climax between Russians, Collin Pharell and children’s organs is so unnecessary and completely irking.


I came out of the film completely disappointed not only in the plot but by the fact that I didn't have bigger breasts.

horrible.




oh ps, what the fuck are those?

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