I can’t help it. I loathe Ann Curry. I know she’s supposed to be the cute, cuddly – but still serious! – one on “The Today Show,” but homegirl makes me want to punch something. For starters, she’s a gusher. She fawns over her celebrity interview subjects like she’s on the verge of orgasming from inhaling their talented, sexy, beautiful scent. She glows and raves about their various accomplishments – “So philanthropic!” “You’ve done so much for starving children!” “Your 30 second cameo in this film is cinematic genius!” — and never asks tough questions. She giggles like a school girl who’s seen a boy’s pee-pee for the first time. Oh, and that laugh. That laugh makes me stabby. Keep reading »
Julia Dales, 17, from somewhere in Canada, is our new hero. She wanted to score the wild cart slot in a beat boxing competition, so she made this video, and it worked. [Boing Boing] Keep reading »
For the last three months, I’ve been a bit of an unwitting viewer of “Dancing with the Stars.” I haven’t watched it religiously, I never set my DVR to record it, and I never watched an entire episode from start to finish, but most Monday evenings, I could probably be found tuning in for at least a few minutes. The truth is I watched for one reason and one reason only, and that was to lust over gorgeous Gilles Marini (the “naked guy” from the “Sex and the City” movie). If you’ve caught his dancing this season, you may have been as surprised as I was to learn he didn’t win the title last night. Instead, he was beat — by less than a percentage point — by perky 17-year-old gymnast, Shawn Johnson (the third Olympian to win DWTS — Kristi Yamaguchi and Apolo Anton Ohno are previous season winners). Keep reading »
Tonight, tune yourselves (or your DVRs) in to Fox for some singing amazingness. No, not the “American Idol” almost-finale (dear Lord, give it to Adam already!). It’s a sneak peek at “Glee,” a new musical show that features my two favorite things: bitchy one-liners and musical numbers.
It’s “Freaks and Geeks” meets “High School Musical” and rolled up in a candy-colored case with enough sarcasm to keep the cheese from getting too stinky. If the show is half as good as the trailer, you’ll know where to find me every Wednesday next fall, when the show airs. Here are five reasons why. Keep reading »
Ah, the mainstreaming of pornography. You never know who will be inspired by what! Take, for example, this charming new ad campaign from Quiznos. Perhaps you’ve seen “2 Girls 1 Cup,” the most grossest, disgustingest pornographic video ever made? Well, these new ads hawking the Quiznos subway sandwich feature “2 Girls 1 Sub” in a stank homage to the gross-out video that inspired a million memes. I like how the soundtrack sounds like farts. So … fitting. We think this is the best Quiznos ad ever — since they tried to get that guy to have sex with one of their ovens, that is. Keep reading »
We had long wondered what kind of girl the personification of a Mac computer would go for — and now we know. A new commercial pits Mac (Justin Long) against PC (John Hodgman) as they try to win a woman’s attention. Since it’s a Mac commercial, Mac wins. Who is this mystery lady? Says she: “I’m a Megan.” Keep reading »
Paris Hilton is so misunderstood that she’s decided to let the world see the real woman behind the image in “Paris, Not France,” a documentary that debuted last year at the Toronto International Film Festival. The film, according to the Los Angeles Times, was supposed to go along with the 2006 release of “Paris,” her self-titled debut album. And director Adria Petty’s film is already out-of-date. It gives no mention of Paris’s stint in jail in 2007 and features the Paris that was always trying to upstage her last moment with stunts like riding a motorcycle on the red carpet. Comparatively, the Paris of today is much more low-key. But I bet she still believes she’s a victim of Barbie comparisons and doesn’t for a second think that she had a hand in perpetuating that persona. Keep reading »
I love this quirky animated video, directed by Julia Pott and constructed from interviews with friends about first crushes, which, of course, got me thinking about some of my own first encounters with (usually unrequited) love. In first grade, there was Steven, whose name I used to write with my finger on fogged-up windows and mirrors, always enclosing it inside a heart. He was in love with Jennifer, who had the most enviable, super-long, silky hair. I tried to grow mine like hers, but my mother had it cut in a bob right before summer break, when I got glasses and my big, buck front teeth grew in. I think it was years before anyone had a crush on me. Keep reading »
John Mayer celebrated his night-o-kisses by performing a dance outside of nightclub MyHouse in Hollywood. [TMZ] Keep reading »
“60 Minutes” devoted a 13-minute segment to profiling Anna Wintour, editor-in-chief of Vogue, this weekend. Journalist Morley Safer described Wintour as “a name that strikes terror in some, loathing in others, and transforms some into obsequious toadies.” Not that his observation is incorrect, but, geez, what a way to introduce someone.
It didn’t stop there. If the “60 Minutes” profile didn’t have you squealing at the high-profile cameos (Karl Lagerfeld! Andre Leon Talley!), maybe you’re a bigger ice queen than this supposed queen of the ice queens herself. Clip after the jump … Keep reading »