As more information is revealed about Neda, the young woman who has become the face of victims of Iranian government oppression and retaliation, the country's political process rumbles ahead, quashing the hopes of protesters and supporters of opposition candidate Mir Hossein Mousavi.
• The New York Times and Los Angeles Times were able to find out more information about Neda Agha-Soltan, the 26-year-old woman who was shot dead near protests in Tehran on Saturday night. (The online video of her murder had shocked viewers across the world.) Though security forces reportedly demanded that her friends and family not hold memorial services for the woman, nor to speak publicly about her, some spoke about the young woman's passion for music and travel, and how she wasn't fervently politically active, but decided to attend the protests because she was outraged by the dubious results of the election. From a middle-class family, Neda had studied Islamic philosophy at her university. [LAT, NYT]
• The Guardian Council, charged with overseeing elections, rejected a plea to nullify the results of the presidential election, shortly after it announced that the number of votes cast in 50 (largely small, remote) cities exceeded the number of eligible voters there by three million. “If a major breach occurs in an election, the Guardian Council may annul the votes that come out of a particular affected ballot box, polling station, district, or city," said the group's spokesman, Abbas-Ali Kadkhodaei. “Fortunately, in the recent presidential election we found no witness of major fraud or breach in the election." Since the process is so opaque, there's no way to know what kind of review, if any at all, was actually conducted. The Times has a great list of the obvious, unanswered questions that remain, all of which poke holes in the government's seemingly ridiculous claims of confidence:
How did the government manage to count enough of the 40 million paper ballots to be able to announce results within two hours of the polls closing? How is it that Mr. Ahmadinejad’s margin of victory remained constant throughout the ballot count? Why did the government order polls closed at 10 p.m. when they often stay open until midnight for presidential races? Why were some ballot boxes sealed before candidates’ inspectors could validate they were empty? Why were votes counted centrally, by the Interior Ministry, instead of locally, as in the past? Why did some polling places lock their doors at 6 p.m. after running out of ballots?
• The judiciary committee of the Iranian parliament is now weighing the possibility of legal action against opposition candidate Mir Hossein Mousavi for calling his supporters to protest. [WP]
• Meanwhile, another reform candidate, Mehdi Karroubi, is openly calling for more protests to mourn those killed by the security forces. [Lede/NYT]
• Yesterday, Newsweek reporter Maziar Bahari was arrested without charge. "According to his mother, who lives with the 41-year-old reporter and documentary filmmaker, the men did not identify themselves," reports the mag. "They seized Bahari's laptop and several videotapes. Assuring her that he would be their guest, they then left with Bahari. He has not been heard from since." [Newsweek]
• There are riot trucks patrolling Tehran today, but no signs of a major protest. [Reuters]
• Gen Art, the company known for discovering emerging talent, is hosting a benefit to raise money for itself. Struggling in the recession, a third of the staff has already been laid off. Gen Art alumni include Zac Posen, Rodarte, and Vena Cava. [WWD]
After stonewalling Hollywood for a number of years, Dave Eggers finally caved, and now he finds himself as the credited screenwriter of two projects being released this year, Away We Go and Where the Wild Things Are. So it makes sense that he would sit down with the Guardian to discuss some of his favorite films, including Days of Heaven, Dog Day Afternoon, and Do the Right Thing. [Guardian UK via Movie City News]
Bob Morgenthau, who turns 90 next month, can’t take the waiting anymore: According to sources close to the retiring D.A., Morgenthau has moved up the schedule and wants to hold his official endorsement of Cyrus Vance Jr. later this week. The location is still being hashed out, but insiders expect it to take place on the steps of one of the city's major courthouses. Originally, the Vance campaign had expected Morgenthau’s endorsement to come after the petitioning period. But Morgy apparently feels that Vance needs to — as Morgy tends to say — “get big MO” on his side. It’s unclear how much impact Morgenthau’s endorsement of Vance will have. According to a poll Morgenthau commissioned earlier this year, obtained by New York, respondents were asked whether Morgenthau’s endorsement would have any effect on who they might vote for to replace him. A majority (56 percent) said his endorsement would have “no effect.”
Already, Morgenthau has failed to convince elected officials and the leaders of political clubs to back Vance. Richard Aborn, a former gun-control advocate, prosecutor, and police consultant, has so far captured most of such endorsements. Judge Leslie Crocker Snyder, the other candidate, is considered to have the highest name recognition, since she ran against Morgenthau in 2005.
Morgenthau’s endorsement of Vance comes as no surprise, as he already endorsed him, just without the press conference and pageantry. “I want to see Vance elected,” he said.
Jeremy Renner has played some wild, dangerous characters, from a man-eating serial killer (Dahmer) to a skinhead who falls for a black woman because he believes she's Hitler reincarnated (Neo Ned). He's turned in sharp lead performances in indies like Twelve and Holding and Take, and strong supporting ones in 28 Weeks Later, The Assassination of Jesse James, and North Country — but he hasn’t quite broken out. This week he could have his best shot so far with The Hurt Locker, Katherine Bigelow's Iraq-war drama, in which he plays the renegade leader of bomb squad. Vulture spoke with Renner about Iraq movies, working with Bigelow, and his role on ABC's now-canceled The Unusuals.
Nearly every Iraq movie has tanked. When you saw the script for Hurt Locker, why did you think this would work?
I was nervous initially when I first knew it was an Iraq-war film, but then I realized it’s really just about three guys doing a really interesting job. None of us wanted it to have any sort of political platform.
It’s low on speechifying.
Yeah, other movies overtalk it. I like to let the audience come up with their own ideas.
What does the title mean to you?
It took on different meanings as we were working on it. At first it was a casket. Then it became the physical place of an outhouse, because we had one outhouse to 250 people, and we were all getting sick from the food we were eating. So we’d say, "Look, I have to go to the hurt locker." And then it became this spiritual place of anguish. By the end of it, we were completely ripped of our dignity and self-respect and everything else. When I came home, I had such a hard time adjusting the environment of L.A., with people wearing miniskirts, talking about how bad their coffee tastes. I was in a kind of spiritual hurt locker for three months.
In the film, you're essentially doing the same thing over and over — but it’s terrifying every time. How did you maintain the intensity?
It was 125 degrees, the bomb suit was 100 pounds. Just being in that heat alone makes you kind of tense and like, "Okay. This sucks." All we had to do was be as honest as we could. The rest was Katherine’s job. And she shot 200 hours of footage. This is more like an Apocalypse Now sort of thing: crazy amounts of footage.
What kind of direction did she give?
There were some days, I am sure, she wanted to claw my face off and I wanted to punch her — but she told me, "I hired you because you know how to do your job much better than anybody else. So you do it." And she said, "I'm gonna do my job and try to capture it." That was it.
You had headphones in the suit?
It was absolute hell. So I played "Moonlight Sonata," which was one of my favorite songs to listen to in this thing. It felt so peaceful amongst all the chaos happening around.
Is James an adrenaline junkie?
Initially, I was wondering: Is he seeking death? Is he a thrill junkie? But I think we’re all inspired for and motivated to do something that we are good at. These guys are not crazed, you know, adrenaline junkies at all. They’re very smart civil servants.
Did you relate to that sensibility?
It’s not nearly as dramatic, but, yeah, just me as an actor. I’ve sacrificed a lot of my life to do what I do. I’m single. I don’t have a family and I would like to. I’m 38 and I’m surfing on couches. These are all high-class problems, mind you, but I sacrifice these things to kind of have the life that I have now. I feel like I can understand that feeling that you’re brought on this earth to do this thing, or that you feel like if you don’t do it, no one else can do it.
When did you realize you wanted to act?
I was in junior college and I was a criminology and computer-science major. I took an elective acting class. At that time, it was an emotional playground for me to feel safe, be another character, and have all these feelings that I couldn’t express in the small town where I came from. It became therapeutic for me. Years of emotional repression … The stage sort of saved my life in a lot of ways. And then later it became about the art of it.
I’m sorry to hear The Unusuals has been canceled.
I’m a little bummed about, but I’m also happy at the same time, ‘cause it allows me to go do some movies now. The character I played in The Unusuals is the kind of character I want to play in cinema. He’s an anti-hero, like James. I love those roles, ‘cause there’s a lot to play with.
The Telegraph was so stunned by Roger Federer's Wimbledon outfit yesterday that it devoted two articles to the subject. Well, the first was supposed to be chiefly about his tennis (you know, that sport he plays). Oh, if only the words "unique elegance" and "sublime" were in reference to his ensemble. But alas, no. The paper was rather horrified by it. Federer wore a military-style jacket over a gold-lamé-accented waistcoat, which in turn hid a white T-shirt emblazoned with his initials in gold, and he wore white sneakers with a glittery gold Nike swoosh.
He sauntered on to Centre Court, resembling a cross between a Sergeant Pepper figure and something out of An Officer and a Gentleman ...
Good grief, you have to be a bit special or have a hell of a sense of humour to get away with this; think Usain Bolt in golden spikes or Ronaldo in primrose yellow boots. Naturally, though, Roger Federer departed his second home two hours later, having proved conclusively that he has the game to carry off such preposterously dandy apparel, as well as a sixth Wimbledon title.
In a second piece devoted exclusively to Federer's outfit, the Telegraph notes his matching giant white-and-gold man bag, and asserts that the whole uniform proved "his fashion sense often lands wide of the mark." But we disagree. Yes, the outfit was strange, but Federer had merely figured out what many a diva before him has known for years: Nothing says "Look at me!" quite like an all-white suit with shiny gold accents. Just ask Mary J Blige. And Nike very well could have concocted this before Rafael Nadal — Federer's main competition for attention — dropped out of the match. What Federer's outfit may lack in game, it makes up for in soul.
AP - A New York City prosecutor says the Oscar-winning songwriter and director behind "You Light Up My Life" has been charged with rape and sexual assault. Source: Yahoo! News: Entertainment News | 23 Jun 2009 | 2:40 pm
Don't get too excited! Reports that Goldman Sachs is planning on doling out the biggest bonuses ever in the firm's 140-year history are "pure speculation," a spokesman tells the Daily News today. It's not that they're not going to be huge, the spokesman clarified, they just don't know how huge. "We won't know what our compensation benefit number is until the end of the fourth quarter, which is at the end of December." [NYDN]
In a press release posted this morning, Vulture buddy Nikki Finke announced that her blog, Deadline Hollywood Daily, has been acquired by Mail.com Media Corporation, which also owns Movieline. Finke's title will become general manager, editor-in-chief, and founder. We just hope this means she'll still be doing her own photo illustrations. [DHD]
Every movie genre has special lessons to impart. Serious dramas offer sober reminders about how miserable people were in the olden days. A decent horror flick will teach you not to camp out in the woods with a group of rowdy, sex-crazed teenagers.
Mark Sanford, the Republican South Carolina governor who had been missing and out of contact for five days, was just hiking along the Appalachian Trail, his office reported. He was out of contact and not responding to messages and texts, but he had not passed on power to his lieutenant governor, Andre Bauer (who was elected separately). It's not the first time Sanford has left without being in contact, nor the first time he's done so without a contingency plan; in 2003 he joined the Air Force Reserve and trained in Alabama for two weeks without handing any responsibility over to his No. 2. [State]
In easily one of the worst morning starters of 2009, news outlets are reporting the passing on legendary Tonight Show sidekick Ed McMahon has passed away at the age of 86. Ed's career is the stuff of legend, acting as second banana to Johnny Carson, and eventually earning solo fame as the host of Star Search and the giant check folks over at Publisher's Clearinghouse -- not to mention my favorite show TV's Bloopers and Practical Jokes. McMahon's genial aura has been a staple on American televisions for, believe it or not, over 50 years, and representatives say he passed away quietly at Ronald Reagan/UCLA Medical Center after midnight.
Last fall, McMahon made an appearance on The Mike and Juliet Show, where I had the distinct pleasure of meeting him before airtime. This is a man who has probably been approached by hundreds of thousands of people, and yet him and his representative (assistant?) could not have been kinder. As stated in my original post:
Yes. I met Ed McMahon. While I’m not one to approach celebrities, I knew my parents would never forgive me if I failed to shower him in Collins family adoration. So, right before the segment began, I politely mosied on over — as I do — to shake the very same hand that has handed out so many gigantic cardboard checks. Ed was a dreamboat. And God bless him, for 85, he looked great. Sure, I didn’t really expect the tongue-lashing delivered above… but what can I say? That’s Ed for ya!
Here is a short clip of Ed scolding me for an admittedly lame joke:
Today, yet another bright spot who lived in the hearts of those over the age of 20 comes to an end. It goes without saying, they don't come as classy as Ed McMahon and the stars of yesteryear.
Ahead, we've got two of our favorite Ed McMahon clips: His Cash4Gold commercial, and a genius Ed anecdote courtesy of Johnny Carson.A clip of Ed a little sauced on the Tonight Show:
And, of course, his New Millennial Legacy, as the Cash 4 Gold Man:
Cher I:The Zookeeper, starring Kevin James as the title character who learns the ways of love from the animals he oversees, has booked a slate of celebrity voices: Adam Sandler will voice a capuchin monkey, Jon Favreau a bear, Sylvester Stallone a lion, Judd Apatow an elephant, and Cher a giraffe. Believe it or not, this is only part one of Cher’s comeback … [Variety]
Cher II: … because she's also appearing in Burlesque, her first starring role since 1999's Tea With Mussolini. In the flick, Christina Aguilera plays a small-town girl who breaks out as a singer at an L.A. burlesque club. Cher will play the owner, Tess, a former dancer fighting to keep the club alive. This will be the first time Cher has sung in a film she's also starred in, Variety tells us. We hope she takes the opportunity to remind everyone she totally started this Auto-Tune shit. [Variety]
Simpson Back on TV:Jessica Simpson will return to reality TV with VH1’s The Price of Beauty, a show featuring Simpson traveling the world, talking to real women and famous people, while showcasing and trying out local fashions, dietary fads, and beauty regimes, highlighting our obsession with looks while stressing that "beauty comes from within." In other news, oh, my God, have you seen how much weight she's lost recently? [HR]
Grisham Goes Along:John Grisham's 1999 bestseller The Testament — about a charity worker in the Brazilian wetlands who inherits $11 billion from her estranged father and the down-and-out lawyer who helps her fight off her greedy relatives — has been optioned by 821 Entertainment. Producers have been trying to buy the book since it was published, and Grisham finally agreed when he was promised more creative input. Also, he wanted to add on another sunroom. [Variety]
Rock-Rubin Sandwich:Rick Rubin will produce Kid Rock’s follow-up to 2007’s double-platinum Rock-n’-Roll Jesus. Rock says he has around twenty songs in the can to choose from, but that Rubin has slowed down the production process and that "we won't release anything until we both agree that every song on it is great." So this might take a while. [Billboard]
Go Doyle:Larry Doyle will pen the screenplay for Go Mutants!, a teen comedy set in a high school where children of famous fifties movie monsters have assimilated among the normal population. Doyle’s last project was the adaptation of his novel I Love You, Beth Cooper; with Go Mutants!, Universal bought the pitch, and Doyle will be finishing the book and the screenplay at the same time. Presumably his next project will be a novelization of a screenplay he hasn’t yet written. [Variety]
The bangle may be this season's hot jewelry item, but a statement necklace is still the best (and easiest) way to dress up. Joe Ferucci's new oversize plastic-and-chain necklaces come in five different colors (our favorite is the pink-and-black combo) and are being sold exclusively at Alter in Greenpoint. Each bright, translucent piece is slightly curved to lie flat against the chest, so they aren't bulky or uncomfortable to wear. Plus, the New York–based Ferucci makes all of his gorgeous, mosaic-style necklaces from recycled plastic, just an extra bonus to make us feel even better about our purchases!
$75 at Alter 140, 140 Franklin St., nr. Greenpoint Ave., Greenpoint, Brooklyn; 718-349-0203.
AP - A military band from one of the regiments that guards Queen Elizabeth II signed a record deal Tuesday with a division of Universal Music, whose artists include Eminem and Amy Winehouse.
Sad news today: Ed McMahon died in Los Angeles this morning, according to his agent. The former Tonight Show sidekick, Star Search host, hander-outer of giant novelty checks, and coiner of the catchphrase "Heeeere's Johnny!" had been battling health problems, and was reportedly hospitalized recently for bone cancer, pneumonia, and other ailments. [CNN Wire/CNN]
AP - Ed McMahon, the loyal "Tonight Show" sidekick who bolstered boss Johnny Carson with guffaws and a resounding "H-e-e-e-e-e-ere's Johnny!" for 30 years, died early Tuesday. He was 86.
Ed McMahon, the most famous sidekick in history,
who went onto have a succesfful ionhis own right has died
career
The man who for years was the perfect straight man to "Tonight Show" host Johnny Carson has died.
Ed McMahon may be best known for being Carson's sidekick, but as ABC's Carla Wohl tells us - he was a busy man for decades in Hollywood.
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"Here's Johnny"
For 30 years Ed McMahon starred as Johnny Carson's sidekick on "The Tonight Show":
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cage snaps...Carson runs and runs into his lap
Always there with a lap,,,or a laugh.
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"Now doesn't your dog deserve Alpo?...(johnny bites him)
His booming laugh earned him the nickname" the human laugh-track."
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"laughing"
His easy going nature made him the perfect set up man for Carson... like in this interview with the potato chip lady:
(SOT) Ed McMahon
"So I distract her and I didn't know what he was going to do but I just say... Source: ABC News: Entertainment | 23 Jun 2009 | 12:45 pm
Reuters - MySpace, the social networking website owned by Rupert Murdoch's News Corp, said on Tuesday it plans to cut about two-thirds of its international workforce and close at least four of its offices outside the United States.
Bob Dylan's Rolling Thunder Revue and Joe Cocker's Mad Dogs and Englishmen tours provided the models for the Saturday Night Rebel Rockers Traveling Circus and Medicine Show that Counting Crows will stage this summer with Michael Franti & Spearhead and Augustana.
Barbra Streisand has joined forces with Canadian jazz singer-pianist Diana Krall on her first studio album in four years, which is set for release on September 29, her record label said on Monday.
Fans who use the Internet to purchase concert tickets to the Flaming Lips' forthcoming U.S. summer tour will receive a sneak peek of the alternative-psychedelic band's new double-album, "Embryonic," scheduled for release later this year on Warner Bros.
Actress Cameron Diaz attends the ceremony honoring her with a star on The Hollywood Walk of Fame, on June 22, in Hollywood, California. Source: RSS feed - channel BNImagesEnter | 23 Jun 2009 | 5:02 am
The courts may call it a divorce, but Jon and Kate Gosselin are calling it a "new chapter."
The besieged reality-TV parents spent the second half of Monday's episode of Jon...
The Chris Brown-Rihanna reunion show turned out to be a bust. But that didn't mean there weren't any fireworks.
Brown scuttled the long-awaited court showdown between the former...
A little TLC did not go a long way for Jon and Kate Gosselin.
The reality-TV stars, long rumored to be on the rocks after 10 years of marriage, filed divorce papers Monday afternoon in...
Coco Rocha's hair has taken on a life of its own. The Canadian model switched her locks from brunette to red to black all within a matter of months. Holy processing, Batman! And her changes have kept fashion fans riveted — we know, you like her better as a redhead. But she's not the only model who transformed her look this season. Vlada Roslyakova dyed her golden tresses a shade of strawberry, Olga Sherer darkened her brown hue into a deep mahogany, while Raquel Zimmermann, Daul Kim, and Iekeliene Stange all decided that blondes have more fun. Click ahead to see all the mane changes.
What to do if GLAAD can't rely on Hollywood's self-proclaimed gossip queen to avoid the F-word?
The Gay & Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation is none too pleased with blogger...
Reuters - A spoonful of sugar, to say nothing of bright pastel colors and friendly bunny rabbits, helps the medicine go down in the sometimes ungainly but often winning prep school comedy, "Dear Lemon Lima," a modest production screening at the Los Angeles Film Festival. Source: Yahoo! News: Entertainment Reviews | 22 Jun 2009 | 11:56 pm
Reuters - "I am so not the heroic type," billionaire Teddy Rist says. "Reckless, yes; Superman, hardly." Source: Yahoo! News: Entertainment Reviews | 22 Jun 2009 | 11:55 pm
Sonia Rykiel is coming the to small screen on The Day Before.
In the hours leading up to a runway show, some designers fall into a fury, restitching the stitches, second-guessing the entire collection. Others sip Champagne and wait for the seats to fill. As we've seen, even those locked deep in a thousand-yard stare usually have something interesting to say in these final moments before judgment. Loïc Prigent, director of Marc Jacobs & Louis Vuitton, has created a new series for Sundance. The Day Before will follow Sonia Rykiel , Karl Lagerfeld for Fendi, Proenza Schouler, and Jean Paul Gaultier in the 36 hours before they send their designs down the catwalk. Last-minute model fittings, accessories-delivery drama, and restorative cigarette breaks should all be on the menu. Tune in when the series launches, naturally, on the day before our own Fashion Week starts … if you're not busy doing some hasty restitching yourself.
Earlier today, rock band Rooney blogged about their appearance in Sofia Coppola's upcoming Somewhere (the lead singer is Coppola's cousin), unwittingly revealing a heretofore-unannounced appearance in the film by smiley actor Benicio Del Toro. Now, Movieline reports that Del Toro's role is but a mere cameo (he has a "brief run-in" with the lead character, played by Stephen Dorff), meaning any potential surprise has now been ruined. Now all that's left is for Phantom Planet to tell us how the movie ends on their MySpace page. [Movieline]
Last night, at the MAC Cosmetics–sponsored fund-raiser Broadway Bares, more than 200 dancers took the stage and took off their clothes to raise money for Broadway Cares/Equity Fights AIDS. Even offstage, everywhere you looked there were waiters in underpants and busboys in thongs. So, naturally, we sent our Tim Murphy to do a backstage video. Celebrities like Mo Rocca (who got nearly naked) and Allison Janney (who did not) participated in the musical numbers, as did ANTM's Whitney Thompson, Michael Urie, and Sutton Foster. We were particularly delighted by Allison Janney, who appeared onstage twirling a colorful umbrella (the show's theme was web surfing and she was the Mac spinning rainbow). "I'm just going to fucking say it," she declared, apropos of nothing. "Susan Boyle can't sing." Shortly after, she stroked her umbrella like it was a male appendage. Intel Chris caught up with her in the VIP section (what, you thought he'd let Tim be the only person to cover this?), and Janney said that she'd been scheduled to appear alongside her 9 to 5 co-workers, but it fell through. Her performance, she said (while still wearing her vampy pancake makeup, sparkly costume jewelry, and huge hair), was thrilling, though. "I went onstage and I cried," she said. "It was so amazing." Also, she held our hand throughout our entire conversation, which was maybe the best part of the whole thing. (Eh, nah. Tim hugging the strippers to keep them warm was the best part.)
Reuters - Screening at the Los Angeles Film Festival amid a welter of controversy and the threat of a lawsuit, Fredrik Gertten's "Bananas!*" offers something of a reality check on the whole nature of documentary filmmaking. Source: Yahoo! News: Entertainment Reviews | 22 Jun 2009 | 11:43 pm
Following proudly in the footsteps of Hot Chicks With Douchebags and Stuff White People Like, Look at This Fucking Hipster — the wholly addictive Tumblr filled with images of the kind of flamingolike lost souls who haunt the L train — will soon be a book published by St. Martin’s Press. We were already feeling stupid for not having invented the brilliant, era-defining blog in the first place. So salutations to Mr. Joe Mande — comedian and once-anonymous author of LATFH — who could be rolling in royalties from what should be solid stocking-stuffer sales in Urban Outfitters' book section this season.
Green Day has released the video for 21st Century Breakdown’s “21 Guns,” a mid-tempo near ballad with piano (the obvious choice for a second single). Coming courtesy of Marc Webb (a music-video vet making his feature directorial debut with 500 Days of Summer), it’s an expertly executed, dull clip that we analyzed nonetheless because we remember hearing that Breakdown had some sort of narrative structure. So what crucial details of Green Day’s grand tale were revealed to us? None! Spliced with shots of a particularly somber, particularly eye-shadowy performance from the band is footage of two soap-commercial models walking toward each while shots ring out; the payoff, we guess, is that they end up re-creating the image from Breakdown’s crappy cover art. There, we just saved you five minutes.
Say goodbye to Heidi and Spencer Pratt. As far as E! is concerned, the conspicuous couple occasionally self-referred to as Speidi are so dunzo.
A startling 94 percent of you elected for...
Reuters - The notion of the writer as life's observer rather than participant is a common movie trope. "Passenger Side," a low-key comedy-drama that had its world premiere at the Los Angeles Film Festival, begins with that familiar proposition but takes it beyond the usual bromides. Source: Yahoo! News: Entertainment Reviews | 22 Jun 2009 | 11:26 pm
A Red Line train on the Washington, D.C., Metro system derailed today and crashed into an oncoming train, leaving at least one commuter dead, and many more trapped and injured. The trains, which were near the Shady Grove Station by the Maryland-D.C. border at the time of the accident, are "lodged on top of one another," D.C. Fire and EMS spokesman Alan Etter says. Crews are working on the scene now. [WTOP]
BREAKING MARRIAGE: It's official. America's Most Beloved* (*Beloved = televised) Couple, Jon and Kate Gosselin's have announced the inevitable... They are filing for divorce.
Fans who have watched the couple's popular TLC show – or read the voluminous coverage of the Gosselin marriage in the press – will hardly be surprised: The duo had long maintained a tense relationship, with Jon recently telling PEOPLE he wanted a less high-profile life, while Kate appeared to remain committed to their TV career... In May, the scandal erupted again when 23-year-old Deanna Hummel was photographed driving Jon's car home from a bar late at night.
When the fifth season of the Gosselins' show premiered May 25, the couple admitted to having problems and not knowing where their relationship was headed. "Parents of multiples have triple the divorce rate," Kate said through tears. "I was thinking we were going to beat that. I don't know if I can say that anymore." TLC promotions of the show are promising a major announcement about the family in Monday night's episode of Jon & Kate Plus Eight.
We've got a clip of tonight's episode here. And perhaps there is more to say, and perhaps Kate Gosselin deserves this in some way (from the rumors that we've heard, anyway), but the bigger picture are those adorable children with their beautiful half-Asian faces. All we can really do is pre-set our DVR's for the soon-to-be-hit-reality-show in 2021, Dr. Eisenbaum and Daddy Issues Plus 8, starring those adorable kids. Source: Best Week Ever | 22 Jun 2009 | 11:07 pm
The Metropolitan Museum of Art announced today that it has completed the round of layoffs announced back in March, with an overall death toll of 357 positions, a number accounting for 14 percent of the museum's staff. Over the past few weeks, 74 workers were pink-slipped and 95 more accepted retirement packages; director Thomas P. Campbell claims no department was unaffected. This will save about $10 million per year, though it still won't make up the shortfall in 2010's operating budget, says Met chairman James Houghton. He promises, however, though that patrons will "discern no difference at all in the visitor experience it has been our privilege to offer to them here" — museum hours will remain the same, as will the number of open galleries. But next year, all paintings on the second floor will be done by interns.
MAKEUP
• Tim Burton's new Alice in Wonderland movie is due out in 2010 starring Johnny Depp, Helena Bonham Carter, and Anne Hathaway, and it will likely be the makeup movie of the year. Preview pictures were released today featuring beautiful, odd, and elaborate painted faces for each character. [Daily Mail]
FRAGRANCE
• Paris Hilton's sixth scent, Siren, hits stores in July. In the ads she poses as a mermaid, and you can't tell the difference between her skin color, her hair, and her sequin mermaid tail. [Off the Rack/People]
SKIN
• Liz Earle is set to launch a new cream called the Superskin Bust Treatment this September, which promises to make breasts perkier by firming the skin around them. [Butterfly Diary]
NAILS
• Deborah Lippmann is selling a ten-year–anniversary collection named Celebrate featuring three glitter colors: Ruby Red Slippers, Funky Chunky, and Superstar. It will sell exclusively at Nordstrom in August, but it's available for preorder now. [All Lacquered Up]
85-year-old Anthony Marshall fell off a treadmill and bruised his brain today, according to his wife, Charlene. "He actually has a concussion," she told the Post tearfully. "It's swollen." Marshall will not be able to show up in court today, where he stands accused of defrauding his late mother, Brooke Astor, out of millions. It's actually the second time he's called in sick to the trial; there was a brief postponement two weeks ago while he recuperated from an undisclosed illness. Charlene Marshall told the tabloid today that he had actually suffered from a "small stroke."
Meanwhile, we are totally going to start using creative nomenclature to describe our physical maladies from now on. Like when we've got hangover dry mouth, we're going to say our "saliva is lonely." Or if we have an open wound, we'll say our "skin is winking." Or when we get overheated, we'll say our "armpits are crying." This is what we do to make our lives interesting.
In an apparent break with his own brand, Alessandro Dell'Acqua has issued a letter to the press distancing himself from the label's upcoming collection and absolutely torching any bridges left behind him. In the release, reprinted in toto by Fashion Week Daily, Dell'Acqua says, "The brand which carries my name has always been consistent with my style but in this case, despite of their formal assurance, Cherry Grove, the company who produces and distributes the Alessandro Dell'Acqua women's and men's collections, decided to move forward without having me, the designer, check on the quality of the product." Translation: "I've been de-pantsed by my own backers — if you love me, don't buy my clothes." At this time of recession, designers conflicting with investors over ambition and sales is nothing new. But this tart, indirect open letter is a tough look into the somewhat sad plight of a brand founder who has lost control of his own name. Dell'Acqua continues, "Because of this imposed inability to guarantee the quality of the final product, and in order to protect the other licensees of the brand, I have to detach myself from these two collections that have not been approved by me and that I don't acknowledge as realization of my creations." Translation: "See you bastards in hell."
AP - Despite their admirable intentions and acclaimed names on both sides of the camera, the vast majority of movies made about the Iraq war have failed to hit the mark. Either they felt too preachy, like "Rendition" and "In the Valley of Elah," or they were rather standard action pictures like "The Kingdom."
According to Michael "Raisin Bran" Ausiello's Twitter, Heroes co–executive-producer Bryan Fuller has abruptly left the show. Fuller, who wrote a few episodes of the show when he wasn't busy helming (the recently canceled) Pushing Daisies, was brought onboard to help steer Heroes back to its 2007 glory days. No reason was given for his departure, but maybe it had something to do with the possibly sapphic direction the show is taking in season four? [EWAusielloFiles/Twitter]
Just last week, Sienna Miller was on the cover of Vogue waxing about her past mistakes.
"It's pretty bad," she confessed of her reputation. "On the whole, you know,...
A little over two years ago, late one night in a small apartment on New York's Upper West Side, a professional blogger reclined in bed with sleepy eyes, remote slack in her hand, as she bounced from channel to channel in the hopes of finding the perfect show to cradle her into a dreamstate. What she discovered instead, thanks to BBC America, was The Mighty Boosh, a surreal British comedy starring Noel Fielding and Julian Barratt. And that blogger, ladies and gentlemen, was me. The Mighty Boosh was so intriguing, so hilarious, that I sat straight up in bed much like the little immigrant girl having WWII nightmares in the never seen movie from 1990, Avalon.
That night was a lifechanging one, as BBC America made a genius decision to replace all original comedy programming from England with stock footage of Gordon Ramsey masturbating into a KitchenAids Mixer. Leaving me, hungry for more of this "Mighty Boosh", to turn to Youtube for small, grainy clips of my new comedy idols. This lasted for about 2 months, until my contact lenses committed suicide. And for the past two years, nary a Boosh episode crossed my path.
A few months ago, however, things changed. That's because the Cartoon Network's answer to "Cinemax After Dark", aka Adult Swim, has started airing The Mighty Boosh during their Sunday night stream of adult programming. That's right: Every Sunday, at 12:30 am, England's best comedy is being funneled into your very house.
Now, the real question is: Are you watching? Something tells me no, because if people were watching, I'd be seeing mullets and platform boots being paraded around Times Square. I also never, ever hear people talking about this show, even though it is solid genius. So what gives, America? Is this just our little secret? Or... as I suspect... are you doing this to hurt me? Because (sound of soapbox scraping against office carpet, then footsteps, throat clear) YOU ARE ONLY HURTING YOURSELVES. I spent the evening with a friend last night watching 2 episodes On Demand, and can vouch for the humor translating.
If you need to be convinced to tune in, say no more: Here are two of my own favorite episodes, as well as a bonus short clip featuring perhaps my favorite moment for the show. I suggest you watch them in the order placed below.
The Nightmare of Milky Joe is legend.
Mark Sanford has been missing for several days, and even his wife, Jenny, doesn't know where he is. The Republican governor of South Carolina's staff won't disclose his location, but said he needs to take time to "recharge" after his failed bid to reject federal stimulus money. Mrs. Sanford explained, more simply, that he'd said he needed some time away from their children. [AP] Update: Okay, so Sanford apparently called his office after the AP report. They say they now know where he is (somewhere near Atlanta), but before they hadn't heard from him in four days, and all his phones had been shut off. Wife: still unconcerned.
We kind of hate to admit it, but every day, Nicole Richie compels us to eat more and more of our old words. Her metamorphosis from opiate-addicted, reality-show–slumming, drunk-driving, skin-and-bone Paris Hilton BFF to stable and happy mother, wife, and accessories designer over the past couple of years has had a lot of people rethinking the little lady. Her jewelry collection, House of Harlow 1960, quickly sold out online and in stores owing to its decent prices almost as much as pure name recognition. Having succeeded in floating that test balloon, Richie is now taking the logical step of adding shoes and clothes that will focus "more on old English, equestrian and more sophisticated looks," in Richie's words. This confirms her earlier hints and will be quite a change from the Rachel Zoe–inspired wares of the first collection — another step toward complete credibility.
Remember Mikhail Gorbachev? The go-to reference for late-80s "spot on the head' jokes that would've been emailed around a lot if the internet had existed then? Well he is back in pop culture with a vengeance after releasing an album of Russian ballads that sold for more than $100,000 at a charity auction:
An "anonymous British philanthropist" bought what we suppose is Mikhail Gorbachev's "debut album", Songs for Raisa, in London this week, bidding $164,940 (about £100,000) at an auction to benefit the Raisa Gorbachev Foundation.
Gorbachev was there too, and he brought his singing voice. The former Soviet leader warbled a song called Old Letters. "The performance ... was greeted with delight and a storm of applause," said Pavel Palazhchenko, chairman of the Foundation's press service.
Before we laugh at the randomness of this situation, however, know that...
1) The money came from an anonymous donor to a cancer-fighting charity Gorbachev started in honor of his deceased wife.
2) HE'S ACTUALLY PRETTY GOOD. Click that link to listen to the first track, a ballad called "Old Letters."
I would hereby like to welcome Mr. Gorbachev back into the pop culture consciousness, and will happily embrace any subsequent singles / music videos he releases. Mostly because you figure Yakov Smirnoff can't be too far behind. Source: Best Week Ever | 22 Jun 2009 | 9:30 pm
Once a week, Daily Intel looks behind doors left slightly ajar. This week, the Newly Lesbian Lesbian, Who Is Loving It; 20, female, Brooklyn, research assistant, in a relationship.
DAY ONE 3:45 p.m.: Meet up with girlfriend by Barnes & Noble and decide to go check out some sex books. Although we went to the same high school, we didn't meet each other until my college roommate introduced us. I was in a relationship with a guy. We became good friends and I found myself having feelings for her. One day in her car we kissed, and that was that. 5 p.m.: In Brooklyn at a party. Encounter girlfriend's friends and this girl who we plan to surprise with our current dating status because her reactions are usually ridiculous and we crave spectacle. Expectations fulfilled.
5:45 p.m.: Wrestle my girlfriend to the floor to get hold of a camera holding both incriminating and unattractive pics of me. Correctly assume that the camera owner doesn't know how to spell my name, thus rendering Facebook tagging benign. 7 p.m.: Still at party, watching koala porn to interesting background music. This is what my generation has come to. 9 p.m.: Home to mom's. Yes, still live with the family.
DAY TWO 11:15 a.m.: Visit girlfriend. Tell her about a dream I had in which I discovered that a girl I'm seeing is a hermaphrodite. I rejected her, because I wanted pussy. I guess this confirms that I am a lesbian now. 12:50 p.m.: Cuddle in official "I do not want to do what I'm supposed to be doing" spot with girlfriend. 1:20 p.m.: Wander over to the university store to ask about discount on laptops. Realize that the laptop money could go into rent for an apartment in which I could have up to a month of privacy and fucking space. 6 p.m.: Receive various cheesy kisses from girlfriend. Both cheesy because we are under an umbrella while it's pouring and because she just had cheese fries. 6:50 p.m.: Regents Week for high schoolers means my brother will be at home constantly through the week. Hate the NYC public school system. Such cunt-blockers. 8:31 p.m.: Receive IM from my male ex. I don't understand how he can bitch about me "turning lez" yet still want to hang out. It's one or the other, dude.
DAY THREE 9:58 a.m.: Retell this morning's dream in which I found myself being dumped because I didn't pick up my phone for three weeks, and was devastated. Why do all my dreams involve splits? 10:25 a.m.: Girlfriend comments that I might be "conflicted between pussy and cock." I think I'm just conflicted over other people's privates, since I'm pretty damn sure I want hers. 10:50 a.m.: Girlfriend tells me her dream in which I say that cheating is not wrong as long as it's in a different area code. I wonder why her dreams always get my personality dead wrong.
DAY FOUR 12:16 p.m.: Meet up with girlfriend to go to a Queens matinée screening of The Hangover. Find myself a bit apprehensive of homophobic attitudes in Jamaica. 2:25 p.m.: On the train with girlfriend heading back home, hoping to have some privacy. 2:30 p.m.: Receive a voice mail from Mom. Call home and find out my mom got bored and started redecorating my room even though I asked her not to. She tells me to find something else to do outside. Not surprised. 3:10 p.m.: Take the J to downtown Manhattan. Two kids get off the train before our stop, leaving my girlfriend and I alone in the car. I look out to the platform and see one of the kids giving me a thumbs-up. I have a tendency to yell "yea!" when these sort of things happen. 7:45 p.m.: Saying good-bye is usually a twenty-minute affair involving lots of kisses and hugs. Some guy yells that he "does not like that" and "will tell Bloomberg." Well okay, you do that. 7:50 p.m.: Some kid comes by and asks us questions about the area. I ask if he's lost and he replies that he wants an "interesting conversation." An interesting conversation with some dykes. I get it. 10:11 p.m.: Horny and frustrated. Wonder to myself what it will be like when I finally have a place of my own. Wonder how many opportunities I will have missed by then that I can never have back. Consider masturbating. Too depressed. 10:58 p.m.: Get told by mom that I look like I've just been told that I have a couple of days left to live. Moms notice everything, including sexual frustration.
DAY FIVE 12:02 p.m.:Paying at the cash register in Veniero's with girlfriend and we swear the waiter says something which sounds like "why you not like men?" 12:17 p.m.:Come to the conclusion that he did actually say that. We wonder together why we do not like men. To me it's not so much about not liking men. I just like my girlfriend, and she just happens to be a girl. 1:40 p.m.: Escape from the rain by going to the bookstore. Check out some books on Iceland, where we have decided to move at some point in our lives. There are various scenarios leading to our migration, but the most popular involves exile, running away when the techies begin chipping human brains. We refuse to have our brains chipped. 7:02 p.m.: Come home and realize my period has arrived. Feel like banging my head over and over on a hard surface.
DAY SIX 11:56 a.m.: E-mail my girlfriend about a dream I had last night where she was touching me and went under my pants to explore, even though I had my period. Find it a bit strange that I did not wake up flustered after this dream, but then again, my period does a great job at reducing my sex drive. 12:26 p.m.: Receive reply e-mail asking for further details on the dream. I have to think about it for a while, since I only rely on short-term memory. 12:33 p.m.: Reply that the dream involved me wearing a very revealing slitted skirt and that she told me that it was worth it and she couldn't resist. Too bad the weather won't allow for skirts with all this rain. 12:45 p.m.: Receive reply in which girlfriend informs me that she has been wanting to stick her hand down my pants. At least my dreams represent her well, as opposed to hers. 1:30 p.m.: Invite her to explore under my pants any day. Preferably soon. Find myself turned on, despite the period.
DAY SEVEN 3:45 p.m.: Girlfriend arrives at my place. Mom and sibling are still at home. We go into my room and shut the door, which has no lock. We wonder who the hell makes a door without a functioning lock. 4:03 p.m.: Lie on my bed together. Try coming up with back-up stories in case someone walks in unexpectedly and finds us without clothes on, but can't come up with anything and at this point I don't care. Looking into her eyes makes me feel like Jell-O. It's very corny, I know. 5 p.m.: Ideally we would be having sex now, but just being able to kiss my girlfriend without having a sixth sense on my surroundings and expecting someone to say something ridiculous is very appreciated. 5:10 p.m.: After an hour of risky making out and groping, I hear someone leaving. 5:12 p.m.: Get call from mom saying she has left to visit her aunt. Brother locked in his room being a teenager means we are relatively safe. YES! 6 p.m.: Supposed to leave to meet friends for dinner at six. Bell strikes six. Takes an hour to get to Manhattan from my place. Too dazed underneath girlfriend having fun with my boobs. 6:15 p.m.: Finally leave my place. I'm giggling like an idiot. I want more.
TOTALS: Zero acts of intercourse; three sex-related dreams; one hard-core hook-up session; at least six public make-out sessions; three instances of cunt-blocking; four public comments/gestures on our sexual preference.
Some time ago, the Answer Bitch answered the big question that might be on your mind right now, given today's news...
If Jon and Kate get a divorce, how would child support work for...
Did the Black Eyed Peas go boom-boom-pow on Perez Hilton?
Here's what we know for sure, per a spokesman for the Toronto police. There was an "altercation" around 3 a.m....
Here's the problem with being an overnight success: People want product and they want it now. And the word "Want" will play a prominent role in this post, as you are about to find out. BWE.tv's 2009-??? Mascot Adam Lambert is currently working non-stop in preparation for the Idols tour as well as putting together his highly anticipated debut album. But what's this? Back in 2005, Lambert recorded some tracks for Hi Fi Recordings/Wilshire Records, which have been in a closet aging and collecting dust, while Lambert has grown more powerful and well known the world over. And would you believe? That company now, in an effort to capitalize off of Lambies newfound fame, is releasing one of those singles.
The song is called "Want", and in one of the biggest record industry c*ck blockings of all time, the single will be hitting Itunes tomorrow along with a handful of other Baby Lambert melodies on an album called "On With The Show". Lambert, who is working with Lady Gaga's people on his post-Idol debut, had this to say:
“Back in 2005, when I was a struggling artist, I was hired as a studio singer to lend my vocals to tracks written by someone else. I was broke at the time and this was my chance to make a few bucks, so I jumped at the opportunity to record for my first time in a professional studio. The work I did back then in no way reflects the music I am currently in the studio working on. I’m thrilled to be working with some of today’s hottest songwriters and producers and can’t wait for people to hear what my music really sounds like.”
OK, so Lambert isn't behind the music. But still, can we all kinda sorta agree that we're excited for anything new and Lambert related? I mean, don't get me wrong, I could listen to him sing at the Chabad Telethon on repeat for hours on end, but after a while, the world wants more. Want... and we shall receive. Here is Lambert's pre-fame debut single from back in 2005, "Want." The lyrics are fairly re-re, but as songs go, it's not the worst thing we've ever heard. Like... we'd listen to it in our most desperate of times:
Comments time!: Do you guys love it or hate it? More importantly: Will you be buying this, or do you have the willpower to wait for Lambert's actual post-Idol debut album out this fall? I'm leaning towards boycotting the album, unless of course there's a song on it called "My Best Friend's Baby Daddy Is Me", in which case, I'll reconsider. Source: Best Week Ever | 22 Jun 2009 | 8:40 pm
While watching this Today Show clip of a California Dog Surfing Competition, part of me was thinking, "Does it really count as 'surfing' if the dogs are just placed on a surfboard then they instinctually try to keep standing there?" But another much larger part of me was thinking OH MY GOD I WILL NEVER GET TIRED OF WATCHING THIS:
TMZ has another video of the competition with even more doggie surfing footage. Don't even think about it, PETA, because anything this adorable can't be cruel - FACT. Source: Best Week Ever | 22 Jun 2009 | 7:35 pm
Gentlemen, our commercial with Padma Lakshmi essentially f***ing a burger was an enormous success. Almost as successful as our commercial with Paris Hilton essentially f***ing a burger while wearing a bikini. But we can't stop there -- we need a fresh, new angle for our upcoming commercial with MTV's Audrina Patridge. Any ideas? Yes, Jenkins?
...What if we have a commercial where Audrina puts on a bikini then essentially f***s a burger?
I've said it before and I'll say it again -- I have the best damn employees in all of advertising. Make sure there's a shot of her fellating a pineapple slice, and the ad's a go.
Jimmy Page and Jack White talk ear-busting volume and letting it
bleed
Jack White is one of the stars of a new film about guitar gods,
but six-strings are fundamentally unimportant, he surprisingly
tells Rolling Stone after a screening of It Might Get
Loud. "It doesn't matter if it's a guitar or a sitar or a
keyboard or a synthesizer," he says. "We're getting into something
better than that, deeper than that."
It Might Get Loud is the stirring new documentary on
three master guitarists of different generations: Led Zeppelin's
Jimmy Page, U2's The Edge, and the...
Perez Hilton and Black Eyed Peas singer Will.I.Am have posted video statements giving two very different accounts of an alleged assault of the gossip blogger outside a club early Monday morning Source: FOXNews.com | 22 Jun 2009 | 5:55 pm
I make an extremely deliberate effort to at least try to remain objective when listening to the new album of a popular band, forever fighting the impulse that comes automatically with writing a blog full-time to instantly, pompously proclaim that I don't like things; in a way, I almost become biased in the other direction, impulsively wanting to defend the mainstream to demonstrate my oh-so-impressive objectivity.
But annoying internet-dude politics aside, sometimes, a thing is just stupid. Hearing Billie Joe delicately proclaiming "Do you know what's worth fighting for? When it's not worth dyin' for?" over an acoustic guitar in the new video for Green Day's "21 Guns" is one of those things.
Fashion Wire Daily - There's a whole theme of international globe trotting rippling through the Italian menswear Spring 2010 season, but few made the notion of travel more escapist than the house of Versace whose latest collection for men was a modern take on the French Foreign Legion.
AP - From the moment she rolls on stage in a 1929 Buick for the opening party scene of Verdi's "La Traviata," Anna Netrebko pretty much obliterates everything in her path.
Six years after she became a breakout reality TV star with MTV's "Newlyweds: Nick & Jessica," Jessica Simpson is returning to MTV Networks for a new reality series on VH1 targeted for a 2010 launch.
Ladies and gentlemen, meet your new Conan The Barbarian -- Austrian bodybuilder-turned-actor Roland Kickinger:
For all the recent movie remakes that seem to be deliberately taunting fans of the original, it's nice to see that the Conan producers literally casting an Austrian former-bodybuilder who not only appeared in Terminator: Salvation, he also played Arnold Schwarzenegger in an A&E biopic. For the first time in remake history, fans of the original movie might not be able to complain about this casting decision.
Countdown to Kickinger's California political career? Give or take eight years. Source: Best Week Ever | 22 Jun 2009 | 4:45 pm
Police have charged Polo Molina, the tour manager of the Black Eyed Peas, with assault after he allegedly punched celebrity blogger Perez Hilton outside a Toronto nightclub.
Reuters - Designers at Milan's fashion shows are putting a dash of the exotic in their collections for men's wardrobes next spring and summer, looking to places like Africa or Brazil for inspiration.
Why did a leading adult site turn down the offer to purchase the alleged unauthorized tape of the 'Gossip Girl' star? Source: FOXNews.com | 22 Jun 2009 | 1:43 pm
Fashion Wire Daily - Gucci's Spring 2010 menswear runway show on Sunday, June 21, cited as its inspiration the work of Latin American architect Oscar Niemeyer, but ultimately it bore little resemblance to his ideas.
In easily one of the worst morning starters of 2009, news outlets are reporting the passing on legendary Tonight Show sidekick Ed McMahon
The courts may call it a divorce, but Jon and Kate Gosselin are calling it a "new chapter."
The besieged reality-TV parents spent the second half of Monday's episode of Jon...
The Chris Brown-Rihanna reunion show turned out to be a bust. But that didn't mean there weren't any fireworks.
Brown scuttled the long-awaited court showdown between the former...
A little TLC did not go a long way for Jon and Kate Gosselin.
The reality-TV stars, long rumored to be on the rocks after 10 years of marriage, filed divorce papers Monday afternoon in...
What to do if GLAAD can't rely on Hollywood's self-proclaimed gossip queen to avoid the F-word?
The Gay & Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation is none too pleased with blogger...
Say goodbye to Heidi and Spencer Pratt. As far as E! is concerned, the conspicuous couple occasionally self-referred to as Speidi are so dunzo.
A startling 94 percent of you elected for...
Just last week, Sienna Miller was on the cover of Vogue waxing about her past mistakes.
"It's pretty bad," she confessed of her reputation. "On the whole, you know,...
A little over two years ago, late one night in a small apartment on New York's Upper West Side, a professional blogger reclined in bed with sleepy eyes, remote slack in her hand, as she bounced from channel to channel in the hopes of finding the perfect show to cradle her into a dreamstate. What she discovered instead, thanks to BBC America, was The Mighty Boosh, a surreal British comedy starring Noel Fielding and Julian Barratt. And that blogger, ladies and gentlemen, was me. The Mighty Boosh was so intriguing, so hilarious, that I sat straight up in bed much like the little immigrant girl having WWII nightmares in the never seen movie from 1990, Avalon.
That night was a lifechanging one, as BBC America made a genius decision to 
A few months ago, however, things changed. That's because the Cartoon Network's answer to "Cinemax After Dark", aka Adult Swim, 
Remember Mikhail Gorbachev? The go-to reference for late-80s "spot on the head' jokes that would've been emailed around a lot if the internet had existed then? Well he is back in pop culture with a vengeance after releasing an album of Russian ballads that 
Some time ago, the Answer Bitch answered the big question that might be on your mind right now, given today's news...
If Jon and Kate get a divorce, how would child support work for...
Did the Black Eyed Peas go boom-boom-pow on Perez Hilton?
Here's what we know for sure, per a spokesman for the Toronto police. There was an "altercation" around 3 a.m....
Here's the problem with being an overnight success: People want product and they want it now. And the word "Want" will play a prominent role in this post, as you are about to find out. BWE.tv's 2009-??? Mascot Adam Lambert is currently working non-stop in preparation for the Idols tour as well as putting together his highly anticipated debut album. But what's this? Back in 2005, Lambert recorded some tracks for Hi Fi Recordings/Wilshire Records, which have been in a closet aging and collecting dust, while Lambert has grown more powerful and well known the world over. And would you believe? That company now, in an effort to capitalize off of Lambies newfound fame, is releasing one of those singles.
The song is called "Want", and in one of the biggest record industry c*ck blockings of all time, 
“Back in 2005, when I was a struggling artist, I was hired as a studio singer to lend my vocals to tracks written by someone else. I was broke at the time and this was my chance to make a few bucks, so I jumped at the opportunity to record for my first time in a professional studio. The work I did back then in no way reflects the music I am currently in the studio working on. I’m thrilled to be working with some of today’s hottest songwriters and producers and can’t wait for people to hear what my music really sounds like.”
