Tom Hanks Had Major Chemistry With A Volleyball, What Makes You Think Julia Will Present Any Sort Of A Challenge?
Good morning my earnest Endeavors and darling Discoveries. How are we feeling about these End Of An Era space shuttle launches? I missed this morning’s blast-off (sleeping), but this photo did stir something very primal, child-like and hopeful in me. (Boing Boing)
I blame my early exposure to Star Wars for my space fascination. Check out this charming article on the five stages of grief for a Star Wars fan. I believe poor Tim Bisley is perma-stuck in “anger.”(Slate)
Speaking of formative films from my youth, here’s a photo comparison of what the cast of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory looks like now. Veruca Salt is, predictably, still rather sexy, but someone tell me Augustus Gloop is joking with that outfit. (Blame It On The Voices)
Roald Dahl is, for all his whimsy, a rather disturbing author. I’d put “The Witches” on this list of “7 Disturbing Books Someone Probably Made You Read.” I mean, it’s no “Lord of The Flies,” but still. (The Mary Sue)
Speaking of disturbing whimsy, did you catch this Neil Gaiman’s episode of “Doctor Who” this week? It was one of my favorite ever. You can read C. Rob’s lovely recap here and then head over to the “The Guardian” where Gaiman has just answered a slew of fan questions about the episode and Who in general. (The Guardian)
We transition now from one of my dearest loves (Gaiman! Who!) to one of the most loathsome people to still be making scads of money. Sandra Bullock’s disgusting ex-husband is promoting his memoir and saying predictably distressful things while doing do. You feel sorry for Sandra Bullock? Really? Because from where I’m sitting, she’s winning. (Celebitchy)
Speaking of Sandy, she’s one of many gorgeous actresses to populate this short film “Beautiful Brunettes Falling Down.” The idea for the film came from this “New Yorker” excerpt on how to write a Romantic Comedy: “‘To make a woman adorable, you have to defeat her at the beginning… It’s as simple as making the girl cry, fifteen minutes into the movie.’ Relatability is based on vulnerability, which creates likeability. With male characters, smoking pot, getting drunk, and lying around watching porn is likeable; with females, the same conduct is hateful. So funny women must not only be gorgeous; they must fall down and then sob, knowing it’s all their fault.” (The Nerve)
I’m fairly certain Julia Roberts takes a few drunken tumbles in this summer’s Larry Crowne, I know there are a lot of Julia haters out there, but I have no problem with the woman as long as she sticks to her strengths…ze romantic comedy. Plus, Tom Hanks has enough charm to make up for an army of Julias. Here is their adorable interview for “W” and the bafflingly serious photo spread. Larry Crowne is a Romantic Comedy, right? (Evil Beet)
CNN anchor Don Lemon has come out of the closet this weekend and every article I’ve read about it has mentioned shock and awe that it’s not Anderson Cooper. BACK OFF THE SILVER FOX. Anyway, Lemon has some lovely things to say about why he’s chosen to come out now and how he thinks it will impact his career. (Jezebel)
SELF INTERESTED LINK ALERT! My good friend Aimee is training for the Disneyland 1/2 Marathon through Team in Training (the fundraising arm of the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society). She needs to raise $2200 for blood cancer research in order to participate in the run. Her page is here. Every little bit helps, my darlings. (Team In Training)
Now that I’ve officially panhandled in a Pajiba Love column, I shall distract you with something super shiny!! This past weekend was Eurovision Song Contest weekend and if you don’t know what that is, I suggest you read Caspar’s stellar write-up. But, trust me, my myopic ‘muricans, you don’t have to understand the Eurovision Song Contest to understand how truly fantastic Moldova’s entry was. Just watch and be amazed. You’ll ne’er see its like again.
And since that song wasn’t so much good as it was truly outrageous (JEM!) we’ll close today’s column with Raphael Saadiq. I’m about three or four years late to the Saadiq party, but better late than never. Enjoy his style which he calls “gospeldelic” and I call “so good I almost drove off the road yesterday when it came on the radio.”