You ever think Rain ever says, “Let’s make it me today."
And then he sprouts angel wings and flies around.
I think that’s what he does on Tuesdays. You know. In general.
I’d wear this. And I’d enjoy it.
inspired by “I believe the operative phrase is, ‘America, I am disappoint.’"
LOOK AT THIS F’N AMAZING POSTER FOR A MOVIE COMING OUT IN A YEAR.
WITH…GLORIOUS…VIDEO.
Today in "What Is This I Don't Even"
Ronnie Freeman JALEN, FAGEN, AND WHO ELSE WANTED SOME.. SHIT SHE WAS HOT, I RIPPED ONE AND THE GIRLS LAUGH, I PASSED GAS.. COME ON.. ME. I PASSED GAS, AND YET CAPTAIN UNDERPANTS HAD TO BE BANNED. TEACHERS STILL BELIEVE THAT WASN’T FARENHIET 9ELEVEN
Ronnie Freeman we had a choice… to keep our mouth shut about a bright little boy and procedure calls to tell them to shuddup and keep up sliming half the industry cause we had our own story to shush in the theater.. “shit bruh.. im jsut tryna help you out, why the hell can’t i not tell u what im thinking’ u already need to watch"
The real plot for Nolan’s third Batman.
An Upper East Side sports bar popular with Wisconsin transplants was slapped with two fines totaling $20,000 for selling a popular beer that's only licensed to sell in Wisconsin. The owners of Mad River Bar & Grille were fined by the SLA earlier this month for pouring Spotted Cow, a microbrewed ale that retails in Wisconsin for about $30 a case or $1.25 a bottle. →
aka why I can’t have nice things (i.e. Brooklyn Lager) in Los Angeles. Yet I could in Shanghai.
There are worse things than being locked out of your apartment with Mexican takeout, beer, a diet coke with lime and Q-Tips.
“Yes when I got home I watched HOURS of lesbian porn to wash the cock heavy butter this flick double dipped in.”
In which we walk around our new office.
Tomorrow, we hunt down where the Mad Men scenes are shot and try to steal things while shouting “MAD MEN MAD MEN MAD MEN MAD MEN."
The Funniest "Best of Decade" List. EVER. →
h/t: theauteursdaily
"A little fishing town, you probably heard of it."
My sophomore year at NYU, I was pretty in love with a girl who lived on my floor. She was competition-level gorgeous, blonde, and Southern - all weaknesses of mine when it comes to the fairer sex. I don’t want to embarass her, so we’ll call her Brittany. (Her real name - tricky, huh?)
She claimed a long distance relationship with a wide receiver at a large, southern school with, disgustingly enough, both a Division I football team and a solid academic reputation. This could have been a fabrication to ward off the inevitable advances of every boy in the dorm (I didn’t say my weaknesses were unique), but it worked. My interactions with Brittany were polite, friendly, and infrequent. There were plenty of opportunities to make a fool of myself (drunkenly, soberly, or otherwise), but I managed to avoid them.
What I’m trying to say here, Facebook, is please take one baby step back from my life. If you could at least change the algorithm so this “suggestion” feature doesn’t display the same damn person every time I log in, I would really, really appreciate. For personal reasons.
Facebook uses a high school crush of mine to remind me, “You should be friends with her!"
I thinks not, Facebook. I thinks not.
I saw Wake in Fright at Cinefamily last night in a double feature with The Apprenticeship of Duddy Kravitz. It was a night of honoring director Ted Kotcheff, perhaps best known for Rambo: First Blood and Weekend at Bernies.
To completely switch my train of thought: I’ve been at an impass with horror films for the last two or three years. In a weird way, I’ve been desperate to achieve—as weird as this sounds—a constant climax in horror. Something that is disturbing and brutal throughout the entire film without a break. Perhaps its’ desensitization to genre, but I was literally desperate for Antichrist and Vampire Girl vs. Frankenstein Girl to provide me with some sick sense of satisfaction. And yet, Antichrist was really a parody of horror films; Vampire Girl suffered from a script by a romance novelist that happened to be partnered with an over-the-top visual effects crew.
I even went out of my way to find Grotesque, which was banned in the UK. Disturbing? A bit, but nothing compared to the Korean film The Butcher, which is extremely hard to sit through. I’ve only managed to get through it twice.
I guess what I’m trying to say is Wake In Fright is a film that’s extremely disturbing and captures mania and paranoia in a way that may be perfect. So, that’s my main thought of the day.
The Limits Of Control, 2009 (dir. Jim Jarmusch)
By Tob Waylan