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I mean, what in the actual fuck?
How did this ever become a thing?
You know what tanning is? It’s lying under the ultraviolet radiation of a motherfucking star and cooking your own skin to become more beautiful. And you know what that beautiful brown glow is? It’s our motherfucking skin cells crying out they hurt and to please stop for the love of God.
But we don’t stop. And that’s pretty fucking insane, too.
Myth #1 – Introverts don’t like to talk.
This is not true. Introverts just don’t talk unless they have something to say. They hate small talk. Get an introvert talking about something they are interested in, and they won’t shut up for days.Myth #2 – Introverts are shy.
Shyness has nothing to…
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Bridesmaids (Paul Faig, 2011) has hit the box offices with a bang.
The usual good signs (IE sold out theaters, and all good reviews) were showing before i had a chance to see what all the noise was about myself, and i must say- i was not disappointed.
To be honest, what i was expecting was an all female cast version of the movie The Hangover (2010) but Bridesmaids is refreshingly original, funny and the plot is uncomplicated (leaving more room for jokes pretty much).
SNL’s Kristen Wiig plays a hapless mid-30’s failed baker who’s best friend is about to get married, and (to my relief) makes no attempt to take either herself, or anyone else in the film - including her fuck buddy Jon Hamm- too seriously. There are very token comedy scenes including the shitting of pants (or of dresses) as well as the over the top crudeness we all love. And yet, beneath the shit covered shallow exterior of the film, there are some sincere and tender moments that apply to real peoples lives, such as the issue of what does happen to two best friends when one gets married….
hmm..
All in all, the hilarity and crudeness in Bridesmaids far out-weighs any token girl-movie cheesyness. The result is a nice light-hearted film.
* * * * * * * * * * 9 stolen puppies out of 10
Sweat Stains and 90’s trash
The Fighter is the sweatiest boxing crackhead/brother-love movie you’ll find around.
The acting is impressive, the camera work no-bullshit, and the story is true- which gives you a pretty fair chance to rate Bale’s latest method acting (which he nails).
