I thought I was immune to the charms of boy idol, Justin Bieber
, and then I saw the trailer for his new movie “Never Say Never.” It’s like “8 Mile,” for the middle class ‘tween set. All it took was two 3-second clips of him drumming on a kitchen chair at the age of four and busking on a street corner at age eight to get me all choked up. The next thing I knew I was cruising the web to find out when and where I could catch the film. It opens February 11th, by the way. Looks like I’ve got Valentine’s Day plans after all. Arrgghh! What’s happening to me? How did I get reeled in to Bieberland? I know I’m a sucker for an underdog story, but does a 16-year-old pop superstar really qualify as an underdog? Does anyone else think “Never Say Never” looks amazing or have I just lost it? Keep reading »
The “No Taxpayer Funding For Abortion Act” redefines “real” rape as only that which is “forcible” and has been co-sponsored by 173 mostly Republican legislators and was called a “top priority” by Speaker of the House John Boehner. Likely knowing that fully criminalizing abortion is impossible, politicians are going after the funding of abortions in certain cases of rape and incest. Slipped a roofie and raped while you are unconscious? Raped while you are blackout drunk and unable to consent? Sexually assaulted by your uncle at age 19? If you are poor and need governmental funding to help terminate a pregnancy resulting from this horrific acts, there will be no help for you.
I hope your breakfast is sitting well with you, because you’re about to get queasy if you read on. Keep reading »
My freshman year of college, I went on a date with a guy to a fancy restaurant in Manhattan. It was the kind of place with a white tablecloth, where a busboy scraped the crumbs off the table with a comb once your plates were removed and the maitre’d pulled out women’s chairs for them. That’s where I made my big statement: the maitre’d pulled out a chair for me and I walked around to the other chair, pulled it out for myself and sat down. I wasn’t just being rude; I thought I was making a point about how I — and by extension all women — didn’t need to be treated with chivalry. Keep reading »
Faster than a speeding bullet, British actor Henry Cavill swooped in and snagged the role of Superman (and his equally hot yet mortal alter-ego, Clark Kent) in the new film directed by Zack Snyder. This guy must have acting skills of kryptonite because he beat out both Joe Manganiello and Jon Hamm for the role. I wonder who will be his Lois Lane? I certainly wouldn’t mind getting into a phone booth with him. After the jump five things you need to know about the man behind the cape. Keep reading »
The Screen Actors Guild Awards are best known for being, well, the awards show that happens between the Golden Globes and the Oscars. But, it has a good reputation for being a predictor of who will win at the latter, which is why we watch even though awards season can get overwhelming. Luckily, last night’s show brought some highly amusing moments. After the jump, the ones that surprised us most.
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Last night was the hand-job-iest of all award shows, the Screen Actors Guild Awards, in which actors laud other actors for being ACTORS. I seriously feel embarrassed every year, as the camera pans to celebrities in the crowd, who tell some anecdote about their experience with the craft and they end each mini-monologue with, “My name is BLAH BLAH BLAH, and I am an ACTOR.” Clearly, I am not so embarrassed for them that I turn the show OFF, of course. Besides, I like to look at the clothes! This year, the actresses walking the red carpet for the SAG Awards did a whole lot right — there was lots of red, some blue, a whole lot of black, and a whole mess of nude. There weren’t many glaring eyesores, but many played it safe. Keep clicking to see the good, the bad, the meh, and one expected WTF.