Via Gawker (which still sucks) comes this amusing story about Return of the Killer Tomatoes star George Clooney throwing a hissy fit like a little girl because someone said something mean about his BFF Barack Obama. Highly respected business owner and mega-philanthropist Steve Wynn reportedly encountered the drunken lout of an actor at one of his gambling …
I’m always entertained when feminists freak out about the way women are portrayed in comic books. “Real women don’t look that way,” they will howl. “These are just fantasies!” The appropriate response, of course, is to laugh and reply, “Yes. They are fantasies. That’s the whole point.” One then notes that both men and women are portrayed unrealistically in the media and that the ideal of heroic nudity is an old one.
I bring this up yet again because there’s a remarkably amusing essay over at Jezebel by Dodai Stewart in which the author notes that men are being asked to conform to unrealistic standards of beauty but that it doesn’t matter because it makes her feel all funny in the bottom of her stomach. Here’s Stewart:
Everyone is really upset about Game of Thrones . After the jump, I lay out another reason we should feed the outrage machine.
Way, way back at the beginning of the Washington Free Beacon, I was stunned to find myself presented with a very special award from the Southern Poverty Law Center.* A “Certificate of Appreciation” was presented to “Mr. Sonny Bunch” for my “important contribution to the ongoing fight against hatred and intolerance in America.” I was told my name “will be added to the Wall of Tolerance in Montgomery Alabama, to provide inspiration to all those who choose to take a stand against hatred.”
We at the Washington Free Beacon were so touched by the recognition that we placed the certificate in a very public place where all could see: the break room.
In Hollywood, the closest thing to a sure bet is the micro-budgeted horror film. If you make a film cheaply enough, keep the gore and language low enough to earn a PG-13 rating, and craft an advertising campaign aimed at teens and stuffed with promises of jump-scares, you’ve got a pretty decent chance at making your money back. At the worst, they’ll lose a couple of million bucks, most of which the studio will probably make up once home video sales are figured into the mix.
For instance, in theaters right now is Oculus, which has grossed a little more than $21 million on a $5 million budget. Once you take out the cut taken by theaters and add in advertising costs,* the film will probably lose a little money in its theatrical release. But for every film that incurs a modest loss you’ll find one that makes a decent profit (Paranormal Activity: The Marked Ones, budgeted at $5 million, grossed more than $86 million) and one or two a year that make a huge profit (Insidious: Chapter 2 grossed almost $162 million worldwide on a mere $5 million budget). I could easily rattle off another half-dozen films of this sort released in the last three years that earned studios eight figure profits.
Like I said: the closest thing to a sure bet in Hollywood. But I wonder how long it will take the studios to realize they have another sure thing right under their nose: The micro-budgeted Christian film.
Last week I had an op-ed in the Wall Street Journal on the left-libertarian aspects of Captain America: The Winter Soldier. I contrasted it briefly to The Dark Knight, Christopher Nolan’s masterpiece and one of the few great films to evoke America’s post-9/11 mindset. Today, I’d like to dive a little deeper into the differences between these two films and discuss how they represent the current split on the right broadly, and within the GOP specifically. (Spoilers for both below.)
Transcendence’s biggest problem is that it isn’t quite sure what it wants to be. Part brainy thriller, part action sci-fi, part extended Jesus allegory, and part love story, it adds up to a mushy mess that is relatively entertaining but fails to leave an impression.
I ruffled some feathers last week when I noted that Rand Paul’s conspiracy theory regarding Dick Cheney, Halliburton, and the Iraq War is strikingly similar to theories promulgated by a certain segment of 9/11 Truthers. As I said at the time, repeated the following day, and will reiterate today, I don’t believe that Rand Paul believes that Dick Cheney and George W. Bush allowed the 9/11 attacks to proceed in order to create a pretext to invade Iran. However, I do believe that it is worth drawing attention to the fact that a great many citizens of Paul World are, in fact, 9/11 Truthers and that neither Rand Paul nor his father Ron have been particularly vociferous in distancing themselves from these crackpots. Why? Well, every vote counts!
As I said at the time: “dog whistles and such.”
I bring this up again because the Ron Paul Institute for Peace and Prosperity recently chose to republish a screed by Paul Craig Roberts that concludes “the US government blew up three New York skyscrapers in order to destroy Iraq, Afghanistan, Libya, Somalia, Syria, Iran, and Hezbollah.”* Ron Paul, when asked why the institute that bears his name was giving credence to such insanity, shrugged it off, saying it’s “political correctness” to suggest that 9/11 Truthers should be dismissed.
Here’s Rand Paul taking a firm stand on an important issue: I am not for containment in Iran. Let me repeat that, since no one seems to be listening closely: I am unequivocally not for containing Iran. I am also not for announcing that the United States should never contain Iran. That was the choice I was given …
There I was, minding my own business on the bus (a Circulator to Georgetown, if you must know), when a SHOCKING and STUNNING piece of information wound up on my iPhone. I couldn’t believe what I was reading. You might want to sit down.
It turns out that basketball superstar Blake Griffin doesn’t believe things that Deadspin writer Tom Ley believes. And it has BLOWN LEY’S MIND.
Take a moment. Catch your breath. And then let’s see what heresy Young Master Griffin subscribes to.