Midnight cravings;
Stomach churning,
Thank god for McDo delivery.
A sundae, one large fries and one Big and Tasty later,
I'm sleepy.
But here's something that's the best night cap of all:
Showing posts with label Hollywood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hollywood. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Saturday, June 9, 2012
The Song and Its Muse
Freddie Stroma is now a blip in the radar. I don't quite remember him in the Harry Potter series. But I just came across him in Cinderella Story: Once Upon a Song.
It's a lightweight movie, almost cotton candy. But this song caught my ears and my inspiration. It's easy and quite catchy. Exactly how a tween pop bubblegum should be heard.
Maybe it's time to stop waiting, move on, follow suit and write a new one.
And that's him too, below. Oh la la.
It's a wonder how skin can make everything else look naked and bare. Just saying.
It's a lightweight movie, almost cotton candy. But this song caught my ears and my inspiration. It's easy and quite catchy. Exactly how a tween pop bubblegum should be heard.
Maybe it's time to stop waiting, move on, follow suit and write a new one.
And that's him too, below. Oh la la.
It's a wonder how skin can make everything else look naked and bare. Just saying.
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
American Idolatry
Jessica Sanchez is, hands down, the better singer. And at 16! You'd wonder what she can/will do five years from now. By then, her voice will have more fully aged, settled and been trained relentlessly in the cutthroat art of professional singing. Heck, she can already out-sing Jennifer Lopez!
But it's really all about the TOTAL package, I think.
It's about the looks, the performance, the polished packaging, the x-factor, the novelty (or the USP, unique selling proposition), the racial, sexual and gender appeal that can cut across a wider demographic and the images that one shows in the collective minds of America.
And, ladies and gentlemen, it has almost always been the WGWG. Or that white guy with guitar.
It's Phillip Phillips.
But it's really all about the TOTAL package, I think.
It's about the looks, the performance, the polished packaging, the x-factor, the novelty (or the USP, unique selling proposition), the racial, sexual and gender appeal that can cut across a wider demographic and the images that one shows in the collective minds of America.
And, ladies and gentlemen, it has almost always been the WGWG. Or that white guy with guitar.
It's Phillip Phillips.
Striptease
Please don't. Just don't.
Don't look at me like that.
This is just commerce, a simple transaction.
I give; you do, no more, no less.
Isn't this what we both need?
I get your show, your slow dance. You get what you need, the wads and bills.
Please.
Let's just go on. It doesn't have to be complicated....
Don't look at me like that.
This is just commerce, a simple transaction.
I give; you do, no more, no less.
Isn't this what we both need?
I get your show, your slow dance. You get what you need, the wads and bills.
Please.
Let's just go on. It doesn't have to be complicated....
Monday, March 19, 2012
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Hot & Sticky: William Levy
Yes, they do drop by once in while. So you grab and grapple and never ever let go. Here's one eye candy that's sticky, sweet and Cuban hot.
He's coming to your small screen via Dancing With the Stars. Not a telenovela. More gyrations and hotness, surely?
He's coming to your small screen via Dancing With the Stars. Not a telenovela. More gyrations and hotness, surely?
He who shall be named "William Levy."
Oh, of course, more pictures to follow! In descending order of decency!
Here's less cotton and more package.
Much more flesh, coming up!
Hey, I want to talk to you. In. My. Office. NOW!
Hey, c'mere. Can you look at this?
Question: Is this too, ya know.... Take a closer look. You think?
More? More?
Here are the not so safe for work (NSFW) photos, thanks Pinoy Urge and Naked Supermen
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Mash-Up No. 3: Holly Golightly & Paul Varjak
(When a Relationship’s Explosive, Messy and Just So Wrong)
Remember our operational definition of mash-ups? Let’s review, kids. “Mash-up is what happens ‘when you take two songs and mash them together to make an even richer explosion of musical expression. In other words, two songs that might not initially seem to belong together are blended, the process of which reveals unexpected connections between the songs and might even yield an even stronger work than either one is on its own.’”
But what if it’s a Bizaro mash-up (you know, Bizaro? That freak who’s the anti-hero of Superman, the positron of an electron or the anti-gravity of, well, gravity.)? In short, it’s something that results in the opposite of an intended effect. You mash the pair up and kaput! Disaster! And your name shall be “Happy Together.”
I remember this film well, not just because it’s Wong Kar Wai, but because it gave me a headache.
Two lovers from Hong Kong, explode together in Argentina and seem forever poised to fight the predestined consequences of their natures. One is flighty, another, an anchor. A la Holly v. Paul of Breakfast at Tiffany’s (but without the happy ending and full orchestra to cap it off). Opposites attract, yes, and yet, there is ever the danger of annihilation.
Here’s to love.
A brief write-up of the movie, “Happy Together,” says:
“In high school freshman biology class I asked a question that exposed my ignorance of all things sexual. After having seen so many Hollywood movies in which lovers always seemed to click, I asked a teacher why everyone didn't take the same amount of time to reach orgasm. "Everyone is different," she said.
And that is the ultimate truth of relationships. Rarely are two people in synch. But when it does happen, it's amazing. Perhaps that's what makes Wong Kar-Wai's Happy Together such an amazing movie. It highlights the fact that we are rarely in synch with each other.
The plot of the film is relatively simple. Lai Yiu Fai (Tony Leung) and Ho Po Wing (Leslie Cheung) are lovers in a tumultuous relationship. But they are passionate when they are together. Getting away from Hong Kong which is on the verge of its historic repossession by the Chinese government from British rule, they end up in Buenos Aires. As they search for Igazu Falls, they end up angering each other, and Wing breaks it off. "Maybe sometime we can start again," he says, as they so often do. But Fai has had enough of stopping and starting and this time, he's tired of all the games (even though he plays them too).
Fai takes a job as a doorman at a tango bar, and Wing turns to a life of hustling. Their paths cross again, and when Fai sees Wing's new lifestyle, he is destroyed. But their paths continue to cross until a violent client breaks Wing's hands, and Fai takes him in. Eventually they become lovers again, but Fai still cannot stand Wing's waywardness and coyness. Fai eventually kicks out Wing. Fai finds a new job at a restaurant and befriends a young boy named Cheng (Chan Cheng), who has the distinguishing characteristic of having very good hearing. As Fai has reached a low point, the youth's enthusiasm brings him to a better place, though he is filled with melancholy and a longing to make good with his family. Fai, to quell these desires, starts having sex in anonymous bathrooms and porno theaters, something he thought only Wing does. Eventually, Fai makes a third effort to find Igazu Falls, and this time succeeds. Then he returns to Hong Kong, where he makes a short stop at the Cheng family's market. Fai sees Cheng's picture and at last feels confident that he can visit his old friend, though his relationship with his own family remains rocky.
Simply put, that's the story of the film: Two lovers break up, try to get back together, and fail miserably. This is the flip side of Sunrise. As Sunrise told the story of a married couple that survived their differences and boredoms, Happy Together suggests a sense of alienation and difficulty in all relationships of getting into synch together. As is the case in most of the time with Wing and Fai, they are never able to bend to the other's need until it is too late. They both want to make each other happy, but not for the sake of their individualism and their pride.” (http://www.cinemonkey.com/reviews/houxhappy/houxhappy.html)
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| Holly is lostindaydreams |
Remember our operational definition of mash-ups? Let’s review, kids. “Mash-up is what happens ‘when you take two songs and mash them together to make an even richer explosion of musical expression. In other words, two songs that might not initially seem to belong together are blended, the process of which reveals unexpected connections between the songs and might even yield an even stronger work than either one is on its own.’”
But what if it’s a Bizaro mash-up (you know, Bizaro? That freak who’s the anti-hero of Superman, the positron of an electron or the anti-gravity of, well, gravity.)? In short, it’s something that results in the opposite of an intended effect. You mash the pair up and kaput! Disaster! And your name shall be “Happy Together.”
I remember this film well, not just because it’s Wong Kar Wai, but because it gave me a headache.
Two lovers from Hong Kong, explode together in Argentina and seem forever poised to fight the predestined consequences of their natures. One is flighty, another, an anchor. A la Holly v. Paul of Breakfast at Tiffany’s (but without the happy ending and full orchestra to cap it off). Opposites attract, yes, and yet, there is ever the danger of annihilation.
Here’s to love.
A brief write-up of the movie, “Happy Together,” says:
“In high school freshman biology class I asked a question that exposed my ignorance of all things sexual. After having seen so many Hollywood movies in which lovers always seemed to click, I asked a teacher why everyone didn't take the same amount of time to reach orgasm. "Everyone is different," she said.
And that is the ultimate truth of relationships. Rarely are two people in synch. But when it does happen, it's amazing. Perhaps that's what makes Wong Kar-Wai's Happy Together such an amazing movie. It highlights the fact that we are rarely in synch with each other.
The plot of the film is relatively simple. Lai Yiu Fai (Tony Leung) and Ho Po Wing (Leslie Cheung) are lovers in a tumultuous relationship. But they are passionate when they are together. Getting away from Hong Kong which is on the verge of its historic repossession by the Chinese government from British rule, they end up in Buenos Aires. As they search for Igazu Falls, they end up angering each other, and Wing breaks it off. "Maybe sometime we can start again," he says, as they so often do. But Fai has had enough of stopping and starting and this time, he's tired of all the games (even though he plays them too).
Fai takes a job as a doorman at a tango bar, and Wing turns to a life of hustling. Their paths cross again, and when Fai sees Wing's new lifestyle, he is destroyed. But their paths continue to cross until a violent client breaks Wing's hands, and Fai takes him in. Eventually they become lovers again, but Fai still cannot stand Wing's waywardness and coyness. Fai eventually kicks out Wing. Fai finds a new job at a restaurant and befriends a young boy named Cheng (Chan Cheng), who has the distinguishing characteristic of having very good hearing. As Fai has reached a low point, the youth's enthusiasm brings him to a better place, though he is filled with melancholy and a longing to make good with his family. Fai, to quell these desires, starts having sex in anonymous bathrooms and porno theaters, something he thought only Wing does. Eventually, Fai makes a third effort to find Igazu Falls, and this time succeeds. Then he returns to Hong Kong, where he makes a short stop at the Cheng family's market. Fai sees Cheng's picture and at last feels confident that he can visit his old friend, though his relationship with his own family remains rocky.
Simply put, that's the story of the film: Two lovers break up, try to get back together, and fail miserably. This is the flip side of Sunrise. As Sunrise told the story of a married couple that survived their differences and boredoms, Happy Together suggests a sense of alienation and difficulty in all relationships of getting into synch together. As is the case in most of the time with Wing and Fai, they are never able to bend to the other's need until it is too late. They both want to make each other happy, but not for the sake of their individualism and their pride.” (http://www.cinemonkey.com/reviews/houxhappy/houxhappy.html)
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Mash-Up No. 2: Old & New
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(Or that Poor, Chaste Pool in the Middle of Mayhem)
Our, ahem/barf (take your pick), beloved “Melrose Place Melrose
He lives!!!
Yes, MP’s been remade. Of course, it’s been jazzed up and updated for the Googling, Kindle-ing, Twittering and recession proof fans of the 21st century. Tori, your depleted trust fund finally has a source of replenishment. Fresh revenue streams are sweet!
I remember the original MP as set in La La Land. It was about twenty-something beautiful people and their issues, in a really nice cluster of apartments with a pool in the middle. Nice place. I always fancied myself a place like that. And that pool, of course. It was a convoluted exchange of libidos and body fluids.
Aye, I forget the stories now, but the secret formula goes something like this (deep breath):
Philandering hunk meets shy girl, but vamp owns hunk; shy girl pines; will she settle for the safe, sweet guy instead? (Europa halts its orbit in suspense); nah, she steals the hunk; vamp seethes with her red angry nails; confronts not-so-shy girl no more; cat fight!; in the pool!; wet meeeoowww!; hunk chooses shy girl; vamp humiliated to the Nth power; meanwhile, kibitzing sweet guy is crushed; pleads with shy girl; shy girl has an epiphany; hallelujah!; shy girl realizes that sweet guy’s the better man; shy girl dumps hunk; in her boudoir, vamp plots revenge; bides time; stalks shy girl; shower scene, Hitchcock style; oh, just a safe social call, false alarm; vamp extends diplomatic hand, still with red angry nails; closure? (you wish); vamp seduces sweet guy; in his moment of weakness, sweet guy hops into bed with vamp; set-up, set-up, set-up!; shy girl walks into them mid-coitus. Lalalalala.
Revenge is best served hot. In bed. In the arms of your enemy’s lover.
How fare thee, new MP? Are you as convoluted? Gnarled? Delicious? Bubble gum sweet and mindless like the old?
Final thought: I recall that lonely pool. You know, that excluded middle which remained the only CHASTE character, amidst the debauchery. Yes, Dilbert, a prop can assume a character role, a context that defines and relates with the rest.
A CHASTE pool? Not. Maybe the pool will have a fling with the bidet (blecch!) or the bathtub, this time. Naughty thing.
Hell, is there even a pool?
PS: The original had a powerhouse cast! Charlotte (Sex and the City), Bree (Desperate Housewives. Still crazy after all these years, I see: after Dr. Kimberly Shaw!) Georgia (Ally McBeal).
Aaron Spelling, also the creator of Charlie’s Angels, knew how to spin dreams and careers, indeed.
Friday, June 10, 2011
10. Tracy Morgan's Raging "Hard On"
"30 Rock star and former SNL alum Tracy Morgan’s....
June 3rd stand-up routine drove offtrack, and eventually off a cliff when the comedian went on a homophobic tirade while onstage in Nashville, Tennessee. Morgan reportedly attacked President Obama for supporting the LGBT community, called homosexuality a choice, and even threatened to stab his own son to death if he ever came home from school and told his father he was gay.
When the audience began to turn on Morgan, he reportedly remarked that “if gays can take a dick up their ass, they can take a joke.”
Read on at....Unicorn Booty
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