I look at a lot of art. Sometimes it's my own, sometimes it's some of the mind-boggling amount available around the city. Today's post took me to Nolita, Chelsea, the Lower East Side and Soho.
The truth is we are forever looking at ourselves in comparison to those around us, creating our own internal A and B lists of who is successful in marriage, in career, financially, as parents, and then putting ourselves in one or the other category.
Zero laughs. Scary Movie 5 has zero laughs. None. Nothing in this funny movie is funny. Not the spoofs. Not the slapstick. Not the sight gags. Absolutely nothing.
Last Friday, I saw a dismal movie called Scary Movie 5. I've spent an inordinate amount of time thinking about this movie, considering the creative...
Earlier this week, my editor asked if I had any plans to see Scary Movie 5, primarily because Charlie Sheen Lindsay Lohan would be appearing in this movie. My attempt to decline the assignment, primarily based on the excuse, "I've never seen any other installment of the Scary Movie franchise," was met with deaf ears. Unfortunately, Scary Movie 5 was not screened early for press, so, early on a cold and rainy Friday on Manhattan's Upper East Side, I paid to see Scary Movie 5. While I watched, I kept a live blog of what happened.
I just saw your most recent cover over at Wonderland magazine. You look beautiful. What I take issue with, however, is that you talk about being single forever.
We've clearly gotten way too casual as a nation about our definition of what does and does not constitute sideboob. To help, we compiled a chart of the different kinds of boob potentially visible in celebrity photos.
Forget fullboob. That's so flagrant. So in your face. Even the description "full frontal" sounds so crude. Wholeboob is a concerted effort, with lights and Photoshop, posing and makeup, planning and care -- sideboob is a sneak attack.
While I may not agree with the entire spiritual underpinning of "Lent," I liked the idea of participating in it as a personal-growth exercise, in line with my previous efforts to read Cats in the original feline, or to get taller.
This just may be Lindsay Lohan's lowest moment.
Imagine writer-director Paul Schrader's delight when The New York Times Magazine, the bastion of cultural taste and respectability, called to write a piece about his latest directorial effort, The Canyons.
From one side, we will hear demands for incarceration; from the other, outcries for treatment. While I do not know Ms. Lohan or the details of her case, I do know that for offenders who are addicted, neither jail or treatment alone works. Drug Courts do.
Sean, Brian and I are joined once more by JoBlo.com News Editor Paul Shirey for this week's MovieFilm show as we discuss the trifecta of fail that is Arnold Schwarzenegger's The Last Stand, Lindsay Lohan's The Canyons and the underwhelming Oscar nominations.
It had taken all fall to try to set this up -- and I even had to take a back seat to Lindsay Lohan. But it was worth the wait. Richard Burton was the kind of man I had always imagined for whom one could throw everything over. We all get crushes on movie stars and rock stars but Burton was something unique.
Alas, 2012 has come and gone, and we can't help but get a little nostalgic. After all, it was a great year -- especially in the hotel industry. But what really rocked our world this past year were the numerous (and we mean numerous) celebrity scandals that went down behind closed hotel doors.
Hey there 2013. It's so nice to finally meet you. I've heard a lot about you from your predecessor, and I'm sorry I was so out of commission yesterday that I missed your actual first day in the office. I know you've got some big shoes to fill, but I'm excited to see what you're made of.