Archive: April, 2010

Neighborhood Watch finds fashionable folk all across the city. If you saw Angela M. (21) walking down the street, would you think of Rihanna? We wouldn't, but that's who she says influences her style most. Have you never heard of '80s Madonna, girlfriend? We guess, like art, fashion is just as interpretive, so if we look hard enough we can see a little badass RiRi peeping through in the heavy duty knee high boots, the cropped 'do and ice on her wrist. But to back up our position we only need three words: lace, denim and pearls. Let's just settle on Ridonna hits South Street for a cheesesteak.
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We like American Idol. Too much.
Molly Eichel: Inspiration? Gag me with a spoon and then pull my innards out of my nostrils, please. Last night's show was anything but.
Tommy Button: I dunno. If you're thinking about jumping off an overpass into oncoming traffic, it just might give you the edge of inspiration you need to do the deed.
ME: I was disappointed in mentor Alicia Keyes, who just seemed like a plastic PR machine. I'm gonna give her credit though, she was probably just thinking, "I've listened to these glorified Coca Cola advertisements fuck with my songs for years." Her payback was to pick up the phone, dial in some warm platitudes and say some stuff about helping other people to pimp Idol Gives Back, which airs tonight (egads! She has me doing it too!). Let's start from the very beginning, a very good place to start.
TB: Casey James opened up the show with "Don't Stop Thinking About Tomorrow." If Fleetwood Mac worked for Bill Clinton, why not Casey James?
ME: Because Clinton had balls, that's why. If the great Daniel Desario once posited that rock 'n' roll comes from your crotch, then Casey's performance demonstrated that he's a Ken doll with no angle to his dangle. There was no heart, no soul, no burning sexiness that even Lindsey fuckin' Buckinham has. Despite his luxurious Robert Plant locks, this performance proved that Casey is the frontman for a band where the drummer or something can go screw the kinky groupie Casey is too afraid of. Someone needs to do it. And I think that someone just might be Lee Dewyze at this point.
TB: Lee Dewyze is inspiring the way Chicken Soup For The Soul is inspiring. I bet some fat chicks were crying out there during this one.
ME: Singing Simon & Garfunkel's "The Boxer," Lee's confidence keeps growing it's deserved, in part because this was one of his better showings. But, with that little date rape smirk, my inner ratio of wanting to throw a drink in his face as opposed to giving him a hug telling him it'll all gonna be okay is sincerely out of whack. Keep it in check Lee. Still, the best thing Lee did of the evening was make Tim Urban look even worse.
TB: Tim had a few weeks of shots in the dark but he's back to his shitty self. 'Bout time. If you thought the Goo Goo Dolls could be any lamer, boy, were you wrong.
ME: The Goo Goo Dolls ... Ha! So apt. Just like Tim Urban: All-style, no substance with unmerited designs on being more than just haircut. At least he didn't sing "Iris." My head would have exploded from sheer frustration. Kind of like it did last night with Aaron Kelly. Like Casey's song, this was just a dickless version of the "I Believe I Can Fly." Maybe Aaron just needs to pee on a few underage girls to get the chops necessary to sing this song.
TB: First off, if you're gonna pick something from the Space Jam soundtrack, stick with the Quad City DJs. It was good to see him out-perform the likes of Tim Urban. And of course, A. Kelly was inspiring. Youth are always inspiring.
ME: Continuing in the vein of soundtracks was Siobhan Magnus with that horrid song from The Prince of Egypt.
TB: Siobhan's dress looked like that shitty Crazytown video. And her performance was also shitty like that Crazytown video. Or anything about Crazytown.
ME: I suspected this was gone be cracked but then thought, maybe just maybe, the combined craziness of Mariah and Whitney had created a golem of divadom that became Siobhan. This was not correct. Instead, it was the song the heroine of musical sings in right before intermission that gets reprised again in the final love scene. Translation: Nicely sung, totally Broadway. But I guess that's better then a nicely sun canceled out by the fact that it was originally sung by Nickelback.
TB: Big Mike was already voted off once so I hope he's built up some sort of emotional wall to help him cope getting kicked off a second time.
ME: This was not the song to save yourself on BM. I'm worried for ya boy. Which brings us to the only reason I can still stomach watching this show without being heavily medicated.
TB: Jesus, Powerox. Just, fucking Jesus.
ME: That's pretty much all you can say. She gets a pass every week from us for being so good but that was beyond. Still, the best part was her dad, decked out in a motorcycle hat and sunglasses, he looked like he was leaving a leather bar. And that something as beautiful and earth shattering as Crystal Bowersox came out of that Village People-looking motherfucker is inspiring enough as it is.
Least inspiring show about inspiration ever. And I love the Daniel Desario shout out, Molly (it was my away message for about 3 years. so glad you made me remember it now)!
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| A Tribute to Bjork: Ellen's Earth Day outfit? |
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I got all groan high and mighty earlier today, saying I was gonna ignore the whole 4/20-thing, but I'm only going by marketing gimmick on this one. Check out the crazy on Adrien Brody, discussing the various things he's fucked, complete with gross-out pink eye. High School is about a valedictorian (played by relative newcomer Matt Bush) who gets baked with a local stoner right before a mandatory drug test taht will mess with his goody-two-shoes cred. There's no Philly release date yet, although a vague fall opening has been floating around.
Considering the way Brody is costumed and his Christian Bale Batman Brogue, all signs point to this movie being awesome. But what I'm most interested in his choice of movies this year. Before High School is released comes the creepy-as-fuck Splice, that Sam Adams totally dug at Sundance. It comes out June 4.
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| Penn, as Kumar, with buddy Kumar (John Cho) behind bars from Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay. |
Kal Penn was Obama's boytoy passed over and thrown out of the Whitehouse for current "bodyman" Reggie Love... the holdup was a message.
| This could have been avoided if Alex Forrest had just checked in. |
Allen departed from the standard Hollywood way of cutting -- making smooth transitions starting with wide shots establishing place and characters and going on to medium shots and finally close-ups -- by beginning with close-ups or jump cuts. Although these editing methods had been pioneered by the French new wave and some British directors, Allen is generally credited with being the first to use and shape them in American film.(Luther's obit is highly recommended. She explains film editing without getting bogged down in film vocab. Other obits to check out: S.T. Vanairsdale further illuminates Allen's contribution to cinema by discussing five of her most iconic clips at Movieline.com, Inquirer Carrie Rickey has some nice anecdotes up on her Flick Grrl blog and Matt Zoller Seitz talks about the soul of Allen's work at Salon.) Allen's most fortuitous collaboration was with Philadelphia's own Arthur Penn. The Bonnie and Clyde director worked with Allen six times, and told the L.A. Times she was "not an editor, but a constructionist." In college, one of my film studies professors went through Bonnie and Clyde scene-by-scene and essentially taught us what editing was. I've got a lot of Allen favorites: Odds Against Tomorrow, Slap Shot, The Hustler and, of course, Bonnie and Clyde. What's your fave?
Dede Allen was not the first film editor to receive her own screen credit. Have you never watched movies? Look at silent films and see the editor's credit. Allen did get an opening credit in Bonnie & Clyde, which is believed to be a first for an editor, but let's get real...
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| Dr. Frasier Crane/Grammer | Grammer's BFF = Snider |
The New York Daily News is finalizing reports of a kind that we only dared to fear: Actor Kelsey Grammer and Comcast-Spectacor Charmain Ed Snider are but two of the names behind The RightNetwork, a new Republican friendly on-demand cable operation that, as Grammer says, is "targeted at Americans who are looking for content that reflects and reinforces their perspective and world-view." Worse than FOX? Worse than Fox.
So says Snider to the DN:
"We're creating a welcome place for millions and millions of Americans who've been looking for an entertainment network and media channel that reflects their point-of-view," Ed Snider, chairman of Comcast-Spectacor, said in a statement on the site. "RightNetwork will be the perfect platform to entertain, inform and Connect with the American majority about what's right in the world."
Don't get your panties in a twist boy and girls. Snider, who owns the soon-to-blow Wachovia Spectrum and the replacement entertainment complex extravaganza Philly Live, is making a personal investment. So don't get excited that Kabletown ... I mean Xfinity ... I mean the Comcast network is involved. (Comcast swiftly released a statement denying their involvement.)
On tap? A reality show called Running, featuring six political newbies throwing their hate into their local races and Evan Sayet's Right 2 Laugh, a comedy show that, as Grammer says, "proves funny people and funny things come from both sides of the aisle."
Shudder.
One whole comment, and that was SPAM. Popular website ya got here. We will take the House and Senate in 2010. FEAR US!
what chanel isw this politcal stuff going to be on just the facts no o pinion please unless ed snider himself will partcipate
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