Comments (0) | July 14, 2011
For most lezbeans of my generation, Charlie's Angels occupies a very special place in our hearts and in our underpants. Sooo, when I first heard that there was to be a Charlie's Angels reboot, I was super excited! I couldn't really pinpoint the reason this excited me so much, because, generally speaking, I hate remakes.
Nevertheless, I was, like YAAAAY!
I excitedly informed my sister about it, and she stared at me with that, "oh mah gawd, you are so teh ghey," look. Whatever, mean lady, you're not gonna rain on my Charlie's Angels remake joy!
Then I saw the trailer...
and thought, that is a big pile of MEH! on a stick.
So, instead of just having graduated from the police academy, these new, improved, FANCY Angels all have shady pasts. Oooooh, that's... fucking stupid.
One of the reasons we loved the original Angels is because they were all, pretty much, novices, fresh from the police factory. We rooted for them because of this.
These new bitches are all experienced and shit. Who wants that?
After seeing that uninspired trailer, my Charlie's Angels remake fever was dead.
Not for nothing, but, this remake would be much more awesome if, instead of three chicks, it was three Latino drag queens, all named Angel.
They could run around the city, fighting crime, all while critiquing the unfortunate fashion choices of chubby girls and threatening to cut bitches.
I'd watch that show.
As for watching this remake? MEH!
Comments (0) | June 14, 2011
we'd be called The Belligerent Bums. Our shows would be EPIC!
In the middle of warbling through the greatest hits of Whitesnake, Winger, Warrant, and other 80s rock bands whose names start with W, we'd, abruptly, stop, swan dive into the audience, and start panhandling.
If people didn't give us money, we'd start punching them in the neck, until they did. If they started to cry from all of the neck punching, we'd be all, "Hey, 'belligerent' is right there in our name, dude! What did you expect?"
Then, we'd all leave before the cops arrived.
Moral of this story? Cops are definitely Debbie Downers.
Comments (0) | April 4, 2011
I had a co-worker who would constantly use the the phrase, "bad juju" to describe a bad situation. I'd be all, "Dude, why are you late?" He'd be all, "Dude, I missed my bus. Bad juju!"
I would call him an anti-semitic, stuttering bastard. Then, we'd laugh and laugh and laugh... because, we were douchebags!
Comments (2) | March 25, 2011
Previously, on America's Next Top Model, blah, blah, blah.
The models make their way back to the crib and immediately start admiring the picture of Kasia, on the wall. See, she won best picture this week, and she feels like she totally deserved it because she worked really hard.
To be fair, she did a great job during the stupid, "sexy coffee" commercial. So, kudos to her.
However, she's a plus size model. So, ya know... she won't be winning.
Meanwhile, Molly continues to complain about her horrible weave.
She says that she's developed a rash from it and it's all itchy! Tyra promised to remove the bad weave job, at some point, and Molly says, she can't wait for this to happen.
Listen, Molly. If you only learn one thing from this silly competition, learn this. BEAUTY IS PAIN!!
The next morning, the models head off to some place to do something.
When they get to this place, they encounter Mr. Jay and his buddy, world renowned celebrity makeup artist, Vincent Oquendo (Mr. Vincent, if you're nasty!)
Mr. Jay continues to wave the "Top Model" carrot in the girls' faces, telling them that winning this competition will solidify their status as a top model and that is HUGE!
Shut up, Mr. Jay! Stop lying to these girls! If they're lucky, they'll get some catalog work with JC Penney, Target or Fingerhut.
Today's challenge: The models will be working on a "get the look" online video to help everyday, average cover girls take their look to the next level. Whatever that means.
When people use phrases like "the next level", it's usually because they've become too mentally exhausted from all of the bullshit they've been shoveling.
Mr. Vincent breaks down the rules of the challenge. The models will be split up into groups of three. One will be talent, one will write and one will direct.
Alexandria's team consists of her as talent, Molly as writer and Monique as director. Even though she's not the director, we all know that Alexandria is going to try and run shit.
As if on cue, Alexandria tries to take charge.
The other teams seem to be doing just fine, but, Team Alexandria is fighting, whining and being all unproductive.
Ten minutes left to go before they have to start shooting their commercial, and Alexandria whines that she doesn't feel like doing it, now.
Monique, being the AWESOME director that she is, says...
Monique: Do you want a hug, should we all hug or something? Do a three way kiss? Like, what's gonna make you feel happier?
Monique's three way kiss suggestion seems to delight Molly...
Molly: Let's have an orgy.
The fact that the first thing Monique suggested, to make Alexandria "happier", was some girl on girl action, earns her a prominent place in my "I Seriously Hope She's Lesbianish, Because That Would Be AWESOME!" Trunk 'O Wishes.
I'm just going to be honest, here. Monique has been my favorite from day one. Not because she has the most "top model" potential, but, because she's unbearably gorgeous.
It appears my shallowness knows no bounds. Yes. Yes, I know... I am part of the problem. SO?!
Mikaela rocks it, does a fantastic job, and her team wins the challenge.
Back at the ranch, Alexandria is crying on the phone with her boyfriend. She says that she's being looked at as different, because of, ya know, her bitchiness and stuff.
Cue Alexandria's backstory: She says that her parents split up because of abuse. She's the oldest child, so, she had to grow up fast. She wants the other girls in the house to understand that she's coming from a place of "helping".
Shyeah, the other girls totally don't get that.
They're all sitting around discussing Alexandria, asking if she's taking meds for her personality issues, etc.
Out of the blue, Monique suggests reading her diary. The other girls don't really try to stop her. Soooo, why not do it?!
In fairness to Monique, she only read the diary to see how Alexandria really feels about all of the other girls... and stuff.
Yeah, it was an uncool, shady thing to do. But, she's hot! So, it's okay. *cough*
Nothing juicy was found in the diary, not even bitchy comments about the other girls. How un-bitch-like of Alexandria!
What we did find out is that Alexandria has no idea why the other girls hate her and think she's a bossy bitch.
Hmmm, I think this episode was meant to try and redeem Alexandria. What could this mean?!
TYRA MAIL! mentions something about "taking a walk on the wild side." Hmmm, either the girls will be doing it gangbang style with Lou Reed OR, they'll be doing some picture taking with adorable animals!
The models make their way over to the old LA Zoo where Mr. Jay is waiting to guide them through, yet, another pointless faux modeling shoot.
SIDEBAR: A little Mr. Jay goes a long way. Where's Miss Jay?!
Anyway, Mr. Jay tells them that they will be transformed into fashion versions of animals. Weeeee! The girls are super excited about this, even though they have no idea what it entails.
For all they know, they could be forced to wear panda suits. Of course, the panda suits would be fierce, but, still.
The models get extra excited when they find out that they will be posing, wearing pieces from Rachel Zoe's faux fur collection. Yaaaaay, faux fur!
Also, they will be holding an adorable baby jaguar, named Murato.
Not for nothing, but, I would really love to have a baby jaguar as a pet. I could keep him for a few months, then, before he gets huge and decides to rip my throat out, I would release him into some stranger's backyard.
Hey, don't judge!
Most of the models do well on the shoot. But, ya' know, one of them still has to go home. :(
So, off they go to the judges' table to be, you know, judged.
I'm always amazed at the big, happy smile on Alexandria's face. She, clearly, has no idea that she is loathed.
I was really hoping that the guest judge, this week, would be the baby jaguar. He'd be sitting behind the judges' table wearing a beret, some aviator glasses and a smirk. He'd be, all, "That bitch was tryin' to upstage Murato. UNACCEPTABLE!"
But, it was just Rachel Zoe and her ginormous finger broach.
So, which models are in the bottom two, this week?
Awww, it's Molly "bad weave" and Dalya.
Unfortunately, Dalya is asked to pack up her makeup bag and go home. Too bad. Dalya has a great face and bone structure. IMO, she went home too early. Oh well... "It's Tyra's vision, girl."
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Comments (1) | March 18, 2011
Last time, on America's Next Top Model... stuff happened, a girl went home and, unfortunately, Alexandria got best pic of the week. Boooooo!
As Tyra handed Alexandria her picture, she tempered the best pic praise with a warning: "Bad attitudes will not be tolerated." Yaaaaaaay!
Alexandria seemed to take that to heart. In the diary room, she, basically, says that she doesn't want to come off as a person with a bad attitude. Okay. That's odd, because she's so good at it.
Kasia, Jaclyn, Dalya and Brittani are sitting around the table bemoaning the fact that Alexandria got best picture, this week.
Brittani says, she's surprised, because real top models are so unbitchy and not divas at all. *cough*
Two Words: Naomi Campbell. With or without a weaponized cell phone in her hand, that woman strikes fear into the hearts of maids, limo drivers and sycophants the world over.
It seems that the consensus, in the house, is that they all, pretty much, hate Alexandria and really, really want her to go home.
The models head over to a seedy looking warehouse, for a runway challenge.
Miss Jay greets them and tells them that they will be modeling the latest collection from Geoffrey Mac. Yaaaaaaay!
Oh yeah, and the runway will be ON FIRE! Umm...
Anytime I feel the need to question the stunts on this show, I hear this little voice in my head.. "It's Tyra's vision, girl. Just go with it." Then, I do another shot of tequila.
As the models are staring wide-eyed at the flaming runway, Miss Jay says:
"There's one more thing. *DRAMATIC PAUSE* Did I happen to mention that we'll, also, be lighting YOU on fire, tonight?!"
Say, WHAT?! Seriously, maybe somebody needs to alert OSHA to these dangerous working conditions, because, I mean... "It's Tyra's vision, girl. Just go with it."
Miss Jay sends the models off to hair, makeup and to get set on fire.
Oh, so just their hands will be on fire? And, they'll be wearing protective gloves? What a jip!
Needless to say, no one caught on fire or had a stop, drop and roll moment.
I'll tell you what WAS on fire! Dayla's runway walk. See what I just did, there? See?!
Dalya won the runway challenge, because she was fierce.
At the end of the runway challenge, Miss Jay critiqued each model's walk. The worst walkers were Sara, Hannah and Kasia.
Because they were the worst walkers... and needed more walking practice, Miss Jay told them that they would be walking home.
They were surprised.
So, they walk home.
They try to make the best of it by staging an impromptu runway (sidewalk) strut. But, ya know, they still kind of suck at the runway walkiness.
As soon as the three worst walkers arrive back at the Ponderosa...
The mail mentions "causing a scene," which the models quickly decipher to mean ACTING! Oh. No!
A script gets delivered and the models get to work memorizing their lines.
The commercial is a throwback to the 60s, a la Mad Men. There's a Don Draper type ad exec sitting behind his desk. He's agonizing over how he's going to make coffee sexy.
Enter two sexy secretaries who, sexily, help him come up with a sexy ad campaign... that is sexy.
A few of the models have difficulty bringing the sexy, especially Sara. Sara fancies herself a feminist and obviously feels a bit awkward doing this sillyass, fake commercial. I can't say that I blame her.
It's that time, again. Time for the models to stand before the judges, and be critiqued, as if any of them really have a chance to be successful models.
Francesco Carrozzini, who appears to be around 4' 7", is guest judging this week.
Along with the judges, we, the viewers are forced to sit through all of the models' really bad commercials. Then, the judges do what they do.
During Alexandria's critique, Francesco narcs her out and says she was trying to direct other models and, generally, trying to run the show.
Ty Ty is not amused to hear this.
Bottom two this week..
Sara and Alexadria.
Could it be that Alexandria is finally going home?!
Booooooo, Sara is asked to pack up her makeup bag and go home. :-( I really liked Sara. Cute, quirky, funny. But, alas, not a Top Model.
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