Anne Hathaway Brings The Sexy…NOT
Friday, November 14th, 2008
Now, I’m doing this silly post and it’s not just to help a suffering brother out. I actually have an opinion about Anne Hathaway (imagine that) and it’s this: She is the least sexy Hollywood star I have ever seen. She is brown paper bag bland. She seems sweet and rather dull. If you’re going to link whore….
Bared breasts are only enticing if the girl who owns them owns them. In Ms. Hathaway’s case, I feel like I’m looking at grandma in a twenty-five year old’s body.
It’s weird. She’s weird.
So, it’s Friday and some of you boogers like you some boobs. I’ve included a picture of Ms. Hathaway for your pleasure. There are more pictures at the link and capitalist appeals, too. But really, if I were wanting to share the sexy for links, I wouldn’t be using Anne Hathaway’s feeble attempts at teh hawt. I’d share some of these ladies.
Enjoy!
Halle Barry is all natural, baby:
Helen Mirren brings the out the lady and the tramp:
Rene Russo is the thinking man’s lady.
And for my pleasure, I’ve included good old Pierce. He’s aging well and is mighty fine.
Matt Damon’s Opinions That I Don’t Care About
Friday, September 12th, 2008When I heard what he said, …. oh, what to say back to that nonsense. I had nothin’? But this was an appropriate response. I wish I was funny. It’s one of my profound regrets.
I Kissed A Girl And I Resent It
Friday, July 11th, 2008I have a confession. It’s kinda embarrassing (along the lines of my Orlando Bloom love which has abated, I must admit) but I’m going to tell you anyway: I like trashy pop music. Yes, I do. My heart is moved by Leona Lewis’ “Bleeding Love”. Natasha Bedingfield puts snap in my step. I’ve taken solace under an Umbrella and like Lollipops. I know. Terrible.
Even I have limits, though.
A new tune is at the tops of iTunes and it is wickedly catchy: I Kissed A Girl And I Liked It.
So I do a little sleuthing and wouldn’t you know that the girl, Katy Perry, singing this trashy tune is the daughter of two preachers. Preachers kids, they always go to extremes. Remember Footloose? (And, oh, by the way, Kevin Bacon is 50 years old. Yes, you’re getting old, too.)
Anyhoo, so I’m watching So You Think You Can Dance last night and Katy Perry sings her tune on the show:
Here’s the problem: This is a family show. Children, mostly girls, who aspire to be dancers watch the show because the dancing is amazing. It’s a milder form of American Idol, really. I have the same issues around these shows:
1. The advertising should be kid appropriate.
2. The content should be kid appropriate.
3. At all points through the show, the producers should keep in mind who is watching the show.
If adults want to listen to “I Kissed A Girl”, fine. Even teenagers can work their way around the topic. But I do not want to have to have a conversation with my eight year old about why a girl would kiss a girl. The lyrics are ribald and obvious, and, clear. Subtle lyrics can be vaguely addressed, but these lyrics beg for an explanation. Pardon me, but I’m not interested in explaining sexual orientation quite yet and the subtleties therein.
I know. I can change the channel and I do. But come on! When something purports to be “family” programming, it shouldn’t be a big deal to leave the room to go to the bathroom for a minute. No commercials on “ED” or douching. No profanity. No violence. And no sexual provocation.
Maybe I’m an old fuddy duddy. Probably so. It is hard enough to raise children with some form of sustained childhood without being exposed to every adult idea at 8.
