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  • Life After Film School

    Here I am, enjoying Hulu, until one program thoroughly pisses me off. Have you checked out “Life After Film School”. Can’t we at least PRETEND that black or female filmmakers matter? Where the hell is “token”? Are you telling me that Spike said no to publicity? Sheet. Exactly what stories could Kevin Bacon share that would be more educational and entertaining than say, Marcia Gay Harden? KB, I’m sure you’re proud of your Teen Choice Award, but its not quite the same as an Oscar.

    I’ll bet you one “person” knows of every black filmmaker who went to film school: Sallie Mae.

  • Missing From Google?

    Ok. Let’s say I have this friend. She likes to google herself when she’s bored. This certain friend on a whim yahoo’d herself and found content that google does not have. She even copied the headline article she found through Yahoo, put it in quotes and googled it and received an error message. “Did not match any documents”. Am I the only one, I mean, is my friend the only one who has noticed that Google is not all that and a biscuit? Any IT people out there want to explain what is going on?

    ps And no, she doesn’t feel blacklisted like some folks, but does find it curious.

  • When You Think Voiceover

    When the Hallmark Channel does a biopic of my life, I am expecting Morgan Freeman to do the voice-over. He’s a very youthful 71 and sounds more like God, then, uh God. (yes, I would know). I am hoping for his speedy recovery from a recent car accident. so he can get back to what he does best (interracial buddy movies and playing God). And as much as I love a good conspiracy, Oliver Stone should pause before taking on the Obama Hollywood Supporters Accident Conspiracy!!! (say with echo voice).

    Note to LA Times, this is a far stretch from “All The Presidents Men”

  • The Fear Factor

    The media’s incessant desire to scare the shit out of us is precisely why I hate the media (technically, I am also part of the “media” but let’s over look that for a minute). In CNN’s “Empowered Patient” segment they have an article titled, “If you get hit by a bus tomorrow”. Oh lord! If you keep reading these articles, you will only go from empowered to incapacitated.

  • McDonalds - Keep My Grandmother Out of This!

    Sometimes I am filled with such ire, such disgust for a commercial that I can’t wait to unleash my venom all over the place. I did a two day search trying to find a video clip for the McDonald’s Southern Style Chicken Sandwich that had me so heated. I couldn’t find a clip but I did find another blog post that says it all.

  • The Miley Conspiracy

    Miley’s label and/or management (Dad?) are up to some sloppy media manipulation. First, she as wholesome as Kelloggs Corn Flakes. Then she releases some whorish song that disappears. Then! She is all hurt and violated (please!) by Annie Leibovitz for exposing Miley’s virginal shoulders for Vanity Fair. In the same magazine, she brags about her media business savvy. Hmm…Lastly, the same whorish song is re-released and articles are swirling that she is “the next Madonna.” Unless I see Miley french-kiss Dakota Fanning while promoting her porno shoot with Lil Wayne (because the real Ms M is all about blatant promotion) , I am certain this is all some over the top marketing ploy.

  • Janet Jackson: “Fleeting Material”

    A court recently overturned the $550,000 fine against CBS for airing the notorious Justin/Janet Super Bowl fiasco. Considering how JJ’s career is doing lately (c’mon, I LOVED Penny, but we all know that if she weren’t a Jackson, that voice of hers wouldn’t have made it through the first rounds of “America’s Got Talent”), she’d probably rather be known as flashing some indecent nip than being labeled “fleeting.”

  • Sambo Was Getting All the Honeys

    All of my life, I have felt bad about the Sambo character. But no more! After reading this article in the Science Daily, I actually suspect Sambo was the Original Ladies Man, the man who coined “once you go black…”

    He knew the true power and, uh, natural lift from watermelon.

    Whose got the last laugh now?

  • Going to IKEA to get my Fix

    If IKEA was smart, they would have built their new store in Red Hook by a “legalize it” or medicinal marijuana shop (I have no idea if they exist in Brooklyn, but I bet the fellows from the Craigs List ad below do), so at least pedestrians would spend some cash in an attempt to cure their munchies with a hot dog and Swedish meatballs.

    Where else does that free shuttle go? I need a lift to JFK.

  • Seriously! No What?

    Filed under a similar WTF sentiment, I had the displeasure of watching a few minutes of “House of Payne” this evening. I watched shuffling feet, bulging eyes…Being black in America is just like being part of a big dysfunctional family. You attend the family reunion and there is always that drunk uncle that hits on your boyfriend and gets rib juice on the lemon pound cake.

  • Don’t Spare the Rod

    I read on the cover of, was it the Post? Daily News?, that Cynthia Rodriguez (aka C-Rod) blames Madonna for A Rod’s infidelity and their pending divorce. I hope that’s not true. It’s not like Madonna (who my dear friend affectionately calls “Grandma”) is a saint or “blessed virgin”, but for once, women need to stop blaming each other when a man’s “head” goes astray. He was a whore before he met Madonna and will be a whore after.

  • Craigs List: “I’m Your Pusher”

    Can you imagine circling a job in the New York Times help wanted section that read “Seeking Administrative Assistant for Cocaine Friendly Law Firm?”

    This from Craigs List, under crew, “Seeking 420 Friendly Film Staff (no pay sorry! possible intern credit?)”. You should see all the responsibilities and time commitment required for this poor sap. And they want him/her to do this, stoned, in time for Sundance due date? At least coke will increase your productivity.

    Out of curiosity I did a search on the origins of the term “420″ and found this link.

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