I know, I know – I say that a lot. But this really is the GREATEST thing I’ve ever seen. At least since the last seven times I watched Captain EO and wept hysterically. Please take note of the remote control move, then someone try to explain it to me. Enjoy:
And let me apologize now to my kids for ever getting on them for having tantrums. They’re are SO not in this kid’s league. I don’t know how it was humanly possible that one of his parents didn’t come in and subdue him with 75 pounds of bungee cord and lock him up in the basement until he turns 18.
Even in seeing how fans have reacted the past few days, this is still fairly unthinkable. Then again, I talked to so many of his fans at his trial who absolutely refused to believe he was anything but innocent, and that the D.A. was pursuing some sort of vendetta. I even met people who moved cross country and got jobs in Santa Maria so they could live there for the duration of the trial. At the time I thought it was funny – both funny ha ha and funny strange. Now it seems like some sort of illness.
Made in Culver City five weeks before his death, it was called the “Dome Project,” and required four sets, including one recalling the cemetary set from the “Thriller” video. The project is in post-production and will be finished July 15. No word on a possible release date, if there ever is one.
Newlywed reality TV couple Spencer Pratt and Heidi Montag have been banned from a U.S. television network after an overwhelming viewer-vote to end coverage of the controversial pair.
An estimated 94 per cent of E! viewers who responded to a network poll insisted they were tired of seeing “The Hills” stars — dubbed “Speidi” by the U.S. media — during the network’s entertainment news programmes.
The couple, blasted by viewers for their “self-promoting” press antics, caused a media storm earlier this month when they walked off survival competition “I’m A Celebrity… Get Me Out of Here!”, where they were filmed fighting with fellow contestants in the Costa Rican jungle.
What a week. I started on Sunday afternoon by spending my afternoon off watching one of the worst movies ever made — “Backdraft.” I will never understand how so many good actors (no, not the Baldwins, who almost single-handedly ruined the movie) could be part of such a disaster of overdrama and bad dialogue (not the fire scenes, though — those were pretty awesome). Yet I couldn’t stop watching.
I was suprised at how sad I was to see workers knocking down the Cowell Smokestack on Tuesday (or grainstack — whatever it was used for). Growing up in this area, it was one of the few real monuments that clashed enough with suburbia to make the landscape a bit more interesting. Ever since I was a kid, I always liked the fact that they left it there, right in the middle of the suburbs — whether it was a reminder that homeowner’s associations didn’t always rule this part of the planet, or just because it was a unique way to gauge where you were in relation.