A relationship book called Marry Him: The Case For Settling For Mr. Good Enough by Lori Gottlieb has been the topic of much blog discussion in the last few weeks, thanks to its controversial suggestion that women should throw out their list of dealbreakers, settle and marry the best guy they can find. Also on bookshelves? A far more entertaining and hysterical book about, in part, the very guys Gottlieb might implore you to settle for. Comedian Julie Klausner’s I Don’t Care About Your Band: What I Learned from Indie Rockers, Trust Funders, Pornographers, Felons, Faux-Sensitive Hipsters, and Other Guys I’ve Dated is a hysterical series of essays about the “lessons learned from romantic disappointments.” Klausner began chasing boys early — she describes a certain epiphany she had, mid-blow job, as “I remember thinking the moment I felt Nick’s goth penis in my mouth that I. Was. Home.” — eventually accumulating a treasure trove of tragically hilarious dating tales. After the jump, Klausner answers some of our more pertinent questions… Keep reading »
The Brat Pack may have hit the big screen before I hit the world, but they had a big effect on my adolescence, nonetheless. I went through a stage in middle school where I wore my “Breakfast Club” shirt on a weekly basis, fantasized about a young John Cusack, and hoped I would meet my Jake Ryan. Brat Pack films captured the undesirable moments of being teen in a magical way. A lot of you probably agree with me. That’s why author Susannah Gora has written a new book, You Couldn’t Ignore Me If You Tried: The Brat Pack, John Hughes and Their Impact on a Generation, which comes out this week. While Gora postulates about the effect the Brat Pack has had on film and our lives, she has also uncovered some interesting tidbits about the films. After the jump, check out the skeletons that have been unearthed from the closets of Ferris Bueller, Lloyd Dobler and more. Keep reading »
“When Playboy asked me to pose for them, I was incredibly flattered. But it was a big deal for me to actually take off my clothes for the rest of the world. I think people are so excited because they’re like, ‘I cannot believe she took off her clothes.’ They’re like, ‘I can’t believe Kelly’s doing that.’ I’m 41! I’m 41 and it’s all still there. Thank God!”
Chances are you already have plans for Valentine’s Day weekend, but if you don’t, I have an awesome plan for you: Go to the movies and sit between two groups of people so that either side would assume that you’re with the other party. Pretend to offer your popcorn and nod your head as if you’re conversing with said group. Enjoy the film. Upon exiting, close-walk behind a couple until you get to an appropriate parting arena. Wave frantically and say, “Bye guys,” while looking at a spot just beyond them on the horizon. Get into your own car. Go home. Brilliant, huh? This week’s cinema escapes include sexy canines in “The Wolfman,” alternatively whiny and happy attractive people in “Valentine’s Day,” and underage Greek demi-gods in “Percy Jackson & The Olympians: Lightning Thief.” Keep reading »
In honor of the impending holiday (the one that starts with a “V”), Breakup Girl, the superhero whose domain is love or the lack thereof, is sponsoring a relationship-themed Haiku contest. Her blog, which combines comics, observations and dating news with classic advice letters, would not be complete without some love poetry. If you want a real challenge, try to communicate all of the lust, anguish, heartbreak, joy, and sorrow of your last relationship in 17 syllables. That breaks down to five-seven-five, math wizards. Team Breakup Girl and celebrity guest judge Joel Stein will pick zee winner from the top five entries, and the 2010 Haiku Master will be announced on Monday, February 15. After the jump, check out some our favorite entries, plus my own. [Breakup Girl] Keep reading »
The Winter Olympics kick off tonight! The opening ceremony will surely offer up its usual blend of interpretive dance, laser lights, ridiculous torch-igniting stunts, and home-country artists. For some, this is enough to get them in the Olympic mood. But for those who are not so easily excited, we’ve complied a list of great, pump-you-up Winter Olympic flicks. So clear out your Valentine’s Day weekend—you’ve got some movies to watch. Keep reading »
I felt pretty bad for Lynne Curtin and her family while watching last night’s episode of “The Real Housewives of Orange County.” When the doorbell rang, daughter Alexa opened the door—and was handed an eviction notice. (Things not to say on TV #436, Raquel: “Is this for real? Or am I dreaming because I’m so f**king hungover?”) When the daughters called Lynne to tell her what was happening, you could tell she was truly shocked and pissed at her husband who’d been taking care of the bills. Apparently, while they were up on their rent, he didn’t have the money to pay the $10K security deposit for the house. When Lynne confronted him, he explained that it wasn’t that he lied to her—he said he was in denial about the situation. Who knows if the two will make up?
But what’s so shocking is just how freely this family has spent money in their two seasons on the show.
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Confession: I was really looking forward to seeing “Valentine’s Day” on, yes, Valentine’s Day. Most of my friends are in relationships, I am newly single, and, well, I was thinking about throwing a full-on self-pity party on Sunday — I was going to see “Valentine’s Day” alone. I was even thinking of sneaking in cocktails! Then I was going to go home and eat mac ‘n’ cheese and meditate on visions of my rotting ovaries. Just kidding. Kinda.
I love a rom-com. There are very few I don’t love (“P.S. I Love You” and “The Ugly Truth” are two), but I have a pretty high tolerance for crap. Last night my friend’s husband said, “That movie looks like it’ll be worse than ‘He’s Just Not That Into You’!” to which I replied, “I LOVE that movie!” (I do; I’ve seen it four times. Don’t judge.) Alas, I started to have doubts that “Valentine’s Day” would be as rom-comically awesome as I hoped, after I heard a rumor that Jessica Alba’s character owns a talking dog. I love talking dogs. In fact, I talk for my own, but I don’t enjoy them in rom-coms. It’s a bad sign. Also, I was disappointed that the film’s marketing completely gay-washed Bradley Cooper’s role in the movie. I started to fear that my V-Day Pity Party plans were at risk.
Turns out I was right to worry. The reviews are in and the consensus is that “Valentine’s Day,” the movie, sucks way harder than the holiday itself. After the jump, some choice quotes from reviewers. Keep reading »
There is a little bit of a love cynic in all of us, especially around Valentine’s Day. But this montage proves that we all have a little bit of a hopeless romantic in us, too. Everyone has at least one movie moment that made them feel all warm and fuzzy, and this video tried to cram in as many of them as possible. So look for your favorite “I love you” or bawk at the ones that are missing (Hello, “Titanic”!), and then let us know what film scenes make you swoon. [Moviefone] Keep reading »