The Sundance Film Festival is not just a place for swag bags and celebs hanging out for the paparazzi on Main Street. Nope, it’s hard work for journalists and publicists who are often running on fumes as we run through the snow to see the best (and worst) movies that are looking for distribution or buzz. I’m always on the lookout for the awesomest lady-centric films to hype because, let’s face it, they’re few and far between.
As always, Sundance offered some overhyped films, huge hits, and big misses. Luckily, I was there to sort the wheat from the chaff, and while I didn’t peep all of these movies, my trusted friends and colleagues did. Keep reading »
Fox Searchlight knows what they can get away with in the U.S. — not much — but when it comes to marketing their movie “Shame” abroad, they wanted to push the envelope. Now, they didn’t dare put Michael Fassbender’s exposed cock on the Hungarian promotional poster, but they sure as s**t tried to get away with using his semen. What a cool, edgy font. I wonder if I can download it somewhere? Anyway, sadly, the Hungarians were not too fond of the poster and it was banned — but not before being uploaded to the internet and convincing me I need to see the film ASAP. Nice work, Fox Searchlight! [Anomalous Material]
Let’s take a look at some other movie posters that were banned for being too sexy and provocative.
Educational television in the 80s and early 90s was undeniably awesome: I mean, we had LeVar Burton encouraging us to read, an astronaut teaching us how to draw, a Jack Russell Terrier acting out Don Quixote, and a variety of manic scientists conducting crazy experiments for our viewing pleasure. No wonder we turned out so charming and clever. Ready for a trip down memory lane? Here’s a roundup of our favorites and the important lessons they taught us. Feel free to add your own TV memories in the comments!
After hours in front of my laptop, my back is usually gnarled into a “C” shape. I’ve learned to remedy the Ladyblogging Hunchback with some yoga. But this afternoon, when I checked the schedule and read the instructor’s name, Matthew, I started making excuses not to go. I don’t know Matthew, but I might have felt differently if his name were Melissa or Miranda. It isn’t just about my fear of a dude adjusting my warrior pose, it’s a pattern. I have always been like this — with male dentists, doctors, therapists, even Santa Claus. Why am I scared of men? Keep reading »
The French are a kinky bunch of folks that don’t really have the kind of hangups about nakedness that, say, Americans do. So it should be expected that a nip slip at Paris Couture Week is not only expected, but built right into the garments themselves. See, couture clothing isn’t so much about covering the body as it is using the body to enhance the glorious fabrics and construction. A bare nipple is about as essential to a Zahia Dehar or Julien Fournie design as the needle and thread that wove it. Here are 12 high-fashion nipple moments (so far) from Paris Couture Week. It is NSFW — unless, of course, you live in France and wear see-through shirts to board meetings.
Everyone talks about the winter blues. I don’t really get the blues, more the blahs. I’m not sitting around moping. I’m pissed off. My symptoms include not being able to sleep at all or wanting to sleep too much or waking up in the middle of the night and not being able to go back to sleep, getting very easily aggravated by everything — people, places, inanimate objects (I yelled at my cell phone last night) and only wanting to watch “Downton Abbey” or “Top Chef” while consuming large amounts of dark chocolate. This is where I’m at right now. Maybe I should go to London where an art collective installed a giant fake sun in Trafalgar Square. The fun (fake+sun), which is as bright as 60,000 lights bulbs, is said to be boosting the moods of all who bask in its glow. This is what I need! A fake sun! After the jump, some more ideas to get rid of winter blahs. Keep reading »