Collecting autographs has always been a favorite hobby. I've been hooked ever since snagging John Elway's signature on a picture I drew of the quarter...
Charlie White should be held to the same standards anyone else would be. There's only one problem: One of those DWTS deductions was based on an "illegal" lift. And Charlie White didn't choreograph the dance, he just danced it. Beautifully.
He made a pretty good bad boy, that Rooney. And yet, I was totally unprepared, decades later, for his gritty, unflinchingly, unflatteringly realistic portrayal of Army, in Rod Serling's searing Requiem for a Heavyweight.
It was a surreal spectacle to witness during a big-budget pop show in which so much as an unplanned stumble make headlines.
Think about the last five movies you saw. Were there any deaf individuals in them? When was the last time you saw a deaf weather person delivering the forecast?
Think swimming pools and movie stars. That's right, you could retire with the likes of Billy Joel and Ralph Lauren if you've got some extra pesos.
A day before Oscar Sunday, I had the once in a lifetime opportunity to attend one of the many luxury style lounges that many celebrities are only fortunate to attend.
I was only kidding myself. I mean, what did I expect my innocent answers to the survey questions would yield?
Introverted, sober and not part of the Hollywood scene, it almost makes sense Moby would become interested in creating his own "cult."
Okay, there's the face ...
Sometimes the showiness is intentional and is a necessary part of the art itself. But sometimes it completely detracts from the real, raw talent. And isn't it the talent that makes music what it is? Maybe it's never truly existed, but I wish we could find a way back to that simplicity.
It seems that even fit actors, musicians, and starlets fall prey to the harsh lens of the tabloids and paparazzi.
In today's day and age the general public at large cannot be won over by just a paid message from a beloved celebrity figure. Those days are over. That is no longer a guarantee alone to capture our attention. We get the game.
Justin Bieber does not exist in a vacuum; he was not created in a test tube and suddenly unleashed upon us. We made Justin Bieber.
Yes, it can be appalling to see people aging ungracefully, even desperately. And duck lips and smooth but unmovable faces can look disturbing. But what I find even more appalling is ageism. The dread of losing youth and looks, projected into disgust with those who try to fight it.