Oh, Alan Rickman, not you, too. So sad to see another favorite leave this world a little darker due to cancer. Master Rickman was 69 and will be greatly missed. Like Master Bowie, it has been a delight to share this time on Earth with you. Read the lovely Guardian article here.
Congratulations to Quentin Tarantino!! I have been a big fan of his movies since Reservoir Dogs and Pulp Fiction. I love how he tells a story, the actors he works with, and his dialogue is always intelligent and engaging. I haven’t seen a Tarantino film that I didn’t like. Pure entertainment, and well earned! Congrats to the folks who joined him in the “Class of 2016”. Click the image to see the entire USA Today article.
Love his quote:
“That’s really cool, I must have become a big shot,” he joked during his speech. “This is a real, real groovy day.”
You would have been 116 today, and I can only imagine what kind of movies you’d be making today — let alone what you would think of the movies being made today. Thank you for Psycho, Rear Window, The Birds, and Alfred Hitchcock Presents! You’ve made many a lazy afternoon in my life enjoyable.
You would have been 48 today, and I can only imagine what the world of music would have been like if you would have stuck around. I can only imagine what the world would have been like. Remembering you today.
To the lead singer of one of my favorite bands of all time, Green Day, Happy Birthday!!! Your voice, your words, and your passion changed my life as a lonely 12-year-old girl in central Iowa over 20 years ago. Tracks like “She”, “When I Come Around”, and “Basket Case” were balms to the wounds in my soul. Thank you and thank you for staying true to yourself. Keep rockin’!
(From Green Day) This was the first single I’d ever heard, and I’ve been smitten ever since!
Two of my favorite comedic actors of all time share the same birthday! Jim Carrey and Andy Kaufman were born on the same day 13 years apart, Andy in 1949 and Jim in 1962. Jim was in his early 20s when Andy “departed” this living realm. And I only heard about their shared birthday from Andy Kaufman: The Truth, Finally written by Bob Zmuda and Lynne Margulies–a book I happened upon buried at the bottom of a seemingly unrelated Google alert (as if I should expect anything less from Andy). I can’t believe I didn’t notice this when the biopic was released in 1999. It’s even listed on IMDB under trivia about Andy. But, who knows? If I’d known about their birthdays, I might not have found out about this book. Stranger things have happened, right?
Happy 66th Birthday, Andy! and Happy 53rd Birthday, Jim! All the best to you both (just in case Andy is reading this)!!
Six years ago, I was taking a road trip from my then-home in South Carolina back to my mother’s house in Iowa. My best friend, who gracefully accepted when I asked him to drive me, offered to make stops anywhere I wanted along the way as long as we could stop in St. Louis to see the Budweiser brewery on the way back.
Without hesitation I retorted with, “Um, hell yeah.”
So, I made two requests: Graceland and Tupelo, MS. My mother is a huge Elvis Presley fan, which I didn’t understand until I hit puberty. Seriously. And, I hate to admit that. It makes it sound like Elvis only makes sense to hormonal women, and that just isn’t the case. I didn’t understand her lusting after him until after puberty, but his talent as a singer and musician never missed the mark with me. I loved his Christmas album before I ever loved Viva Las Vegas, and that was mainly for Ann Margret. Va-va-va-voom!
But I can’t say I didn’t feel something when we finally made it to the memorial and museum honoring Elvis’s birthplace. There were statues, a family car, and an extensive museum chronicling The King’s early life and rise to stardom. They even managed to maintain the very house Elvis was born in, outfitted with furniture from the time period–not the actual furniture the family lived with.
So, on this, what would have been Elvis’s 80th birthday, I want to recount what happened when my friend and I took the tour of Graceland. Though the monument to his birthplace was stunning, it was closed when we arrived and felt rather, well, dead. It was just my friend and I wandering the grounds and trying to see inside the doors of the museum. Graceland, though, offered up a wonderful experience when we reached the Gold Records Room.
In this very room, a large group of people had collected with eyes glued to the walls, display cases, and a large TV mounted up into the left-hand corner of the room. The TV was showing old concert footage, and when Elvis began a rendition of “Amazing Grace” the entire room–which had been bustling with idle chatter and the movement of several bodies–hushed and all eyes turned to the big screen. For a moment, it was just us and The King, gracing us with his talent and his presence. It was the perfect moment and easy to get swept up in. Walking through his home, seeing the living room, the jungle room, and the room where he was last seen alive was an experience I knew my mother would never be able to have. Having these pictures and sharing them with her meant the world to me. I’m still planning on collecting them into a book and printing them off for her. I know she’d love it.
Remembering Elvis and his legacy in the music world always brings a smile to my face, and if you want to take part in that legacy, you can find Elvis albums on Amazon, Google Play, and Spotify for your listening pleasure! You can also read the TIME magazine feature about his rise to stardom.
To you, one of my earliest humor and music influences, I wish you the happiest, goofiest, and most relaxed of birthdays. I know you’ve been busy promoting that new album Mandatory Fun, and if that isn’t bringing you great joy — then do something that does! Anything, you know, like, shaving your eyebrows or flat-ironing your yards of nose hair. Those things are fun, right?! Right, buddy?! I read your horoscope today, and it turns out your past is gonna come back to haunt you… (dun, dun, DUN)
On cassette, this was one of the first albums I pilfered from my father’s collection and kept for my own. “Slime Creatures from Outer Space”, “One More Minute”, and “Dare to Be Stupid” are still some of my favorite tracks of all time. You have been such an influence to me, and a role model for individuality, creativity, and fun! Keep on keeping on, Al, and don’t worry, I’ll pay for Mandatory Fun when I pick it up — gotta keep you knee-deep in rhinestone-studded swimming pools.
From Yahoo! Movies: a quick trip through memory lane with a photo gallery complementing a 10-point list of things the average fan may not know about the production of Charlie’s Angels (2000) . Click: 10 Things You Didn’t Know About Charlie’s Angels for full gallery.
Coming from Huffington Post, writer Lauren Duca compiled the best feminism moments of 2013. And while I totally agree with the moments she’s chosen, what bothers me the most is a woman’s hesitation to admit or claim the feminist label.
How can a woman in today’s world NOT be a feminist. Even if the word breaks down to being an ultra-militant, anti-male bitch. So what? Don’t men have it coming? For rape, abuse, and overall assumed authority over those which have no penis – don’t they deserve it? Just a little?
Ah, the classic turf war, Romeo and Juliet style. Except with the humor spin. Bring It On meets Step Up meets Twilight. (Sorry, Anna Kendrick, but that’s where everyone first noticed you, in the “classic” turf war over the supernatural superiority of a vampire/werewolf, over the hotly disputed, high-profile land of Forks, WA, over the brilliance and vivacity of Bella/Kristen Stewart (everyone reads that sarcasm, right? Just wanted to be sure)).
I’m talking about Pitch Perfect, the new movie musical comedy about college a capella turf wars, which opens nationwide today. It stars Anna Kendrick and features the lovely – and hilarious – Rebel Wilson. I’ve only seen the trailer, but what I’ve seen is a depiction of a plus size woman as the funny fat girl. And aren’t we tired of that already? Let’s delve in.
The Plastic: “What’s your name?” Amy: “Fat Amy.” Plastic:…
Ever since I saw him in “The Devil’s Rejects” I have been enamored with Bill Moseley. He plays creepy characters so well. Originating his role and reprising it for the Rob Zombie duo was a no-brainer, really. I haven’t seen any of his early work, but I desperately want to. I just watched a movie last night starring Moseley and Leslie Easterbrook (“Rejects” fans will recognize her) called “House.” It was excellent, with a little bit of cheese thrown in at the end. Michael Madsen also makes an appearance, and – honestly – I’m glad to see him in something other than a mobster movie! 😉