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So today marks the day where everyone douses themselves in green, gets all boozed up and blames it on the Irish. As a person of Irish heritage, I find this offensive. And mainly its because I’m sitting at a computer, while the city’s youth is parading around totally wasted by 10AM. To celebrate, lets see what [...]
I love watching Regis & Kelly. It’s sort of like an out of body experience where I get to see what a conversation between my grandma and myself would look like. Anyways, while I dressed for work the other day, I heard Kelly discussing the latest permanent addition to her skin. Kelly had just got her husband’s last name Conseulos tattooed on the inside of her wrist in lovely script. And funny enough, she got tattoed by my good friend Joseph at my fiancé’s old tattoo shop Saved in Williamsburg. The tattoo is lovely and I thought it was adorable that she wanted to commemorate her life technically as a Consuelos with a tattoo. Here’s video of Ripa discussing her ink with Regis….
For some reason, I’ve had a difficult time capturing what I thought of The Boys are Back. It was a subtly emotional film, and for one that centered around the death of a mother, not your standard Hollywood fare. The film, which is based on Simon Carr’s 2001 memoir of the same name, stars Clive Owen as Joe Carr, a man’s man sportswriter who is unable to come to grips with the death of his wife, its affect on his family and having to actually be a father. I was moved at nearly every moment of the film. Watching Joe grasp the fact that his wife would soon be succumbing to her cancer and having to inform his six year old son was heart breaking. “Will she die by supper time? Will mummy die by bed time?” are questions that would only make sense to a child who can not fully grasp the concept of what the death of his mother actually means. As we watch Joe and Arty begin to create a life together, without the woman who kept things in order and made sure everyone was loved, you can’t help but feel the tension between the two men. Joe was never a man who felt he was capable at being a father, let alone a single dad. And just when the two were grasping what their relationship needed, Harry, Joe’s eldest son from a previous marriage, asks to spend some time with his dear old dad. We now learn why Joe believes he is a bad father, mainly because in effect he is, for letting his son live with his cold mother on the other side of the world. Harry moves to Australia and finds the once tidy and organized house, turns into a land of disarray, lacking rules, order and the coziness that goes along with a kept home. What follows is the struggle for all three boys to put the past behind them and move on with their version of a family. And with time, Joe learns that responsibilities are not always a negative thing and one should not just say yes to everything in order to not say no. More on Talking “The Boys Are Back” with Director Scott Hicks after the JUMP
I have been holding off all day to write something about September 11th. It’s one of those things, as a New Yorker that is difficult to move past and yet even more of an obstacle to delve into. I have read some truly amazing and personal pieces online today from news sources and Tumblr accounts. People sharing their experiences from that day, be it from a building down the block from the Twin Towers or across the country in Los Angeles. As a NYC resident, there are reminders every where, from the train line missing a stop, the still empty pit where two massive buildings once stood, the constant police drills, 9/11 bumper stickers, memorial tattoos and other things that seem to immortalize that day beyond just the history.
Summers used to be spent drunk on the streets of NYC with friends stirring up trouble. Since I am now officially old, they are spent on my couch, in A/C, watching horrific reality TV. Sad, yes, but unfortunately true. Anyways, this reality TV induced coma I battle through can explain my recent appreciation for the torturous Big Brother. I didn’t want to recap this show, because this would admit to everyone out there that I actually care what happens to the house guests, but after last night’s episode, I can not keep quiet.
Last year, I made the mistake of watching this and actually liking a few of the house guests. For all those not living on planet USA, Big Brother, originally a British creation, is a program where they throw a bunch of lost souls, who want to win money, into a “house” on a sound stage in the bowels of Burbank or Studio City somewhere and watch them as they all go mad! What always starts out as an interesting sociological experiment, turns into a backstabbing greed fest, where NO ONE is to be trusted. And somehow, after last year’s debacle of watching good person be evicted over and over again, I returned to CBS to start my misery all over again. This season started out with house guests being in “cliques”, basically creating alliances from the very beginning and admitting that this show eventually spirals into high school style antics. There were a handful of standouts to me this season, those who deserve to move through the game due to their intelligence or overall honesty. See I know this is a game, but I hate to reward assholes with $250K so I always support the honest fools, which is why I end up pissed off when the season comes to a close. More on No Its Me Who Got Got Jeff…. after the JUMP
The following story is one of a personal nature to me and does not involve any funny celebrity quotes nor casting news. A few years back in my neighborhood, a woman was raped on a subway platform. While waiting for a G train, which are notoriously late and slow especially late night, the woman [...]
So it’s been brewing for a bit, and believe me I have been fighting it with all my energy, but I think I am beginning to seriously fall for Zac Efron. Zac has seemingly been working over time to get into my good graces and after seeing the commercials for his upcoming film “17 [...]
If you do one thing this weekend, head to the movies to check out “Adventureland”. While some of the trailers might make you think this is going to be another raucous teen comedy, much like Greg Mottola’s previous directorial effort “Superbad”, this couldn’t be further from the truth. I was able to catch a [...]
