wrod, Matt.
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A big factor of how someone becomes a celebrity is how many people would like to sleep with them—we can hardly blame them for taking us up on the opportunity.
If DB ever wants to become a bigger celebrity than he is now, Matt and I are willing to help in that regard.
While I don't approve of the cheating on/dumping of spouses that I see in Hollywood, I think it's pretty silly to trash a single actress' career for promiscuity.
We are talking about the 1920s and 1930s here. Not the world's most sex-positive culture; the Hay Code had just been put into place, there were morals clauses in contracts, and the official expectation was that everybody was straight and you slept only with people you were married to.
And yet, we still got Art Deco. Gotta love it.
At least, in the 20s-30s, men took hits for being sluts almost as much as women did. Or, Chaplin was a serial groom, and hit with a paternity suit besides, right?
I saw the movie Crash last night. It was great. It was what Magnolia wanted to be.
I was going to dispute this idea, till I realized you do not mean the movie where James Spader becomes a psycho car-crash fetishist and sleeps with everything that moves (based on the J. G. Ballard book).
Why do movie producers not do title searches before they title their movies? Why?
I was going to dispute this idea, till I realized you do not mean the movie where James Spader becomes a psycho car-crash fetishist and sleeps with everything that moves (based on the J. G. Ballard book).
I was right there with you Nutty.
I was going to dispute this idea, till I realized you do not mean the movie where James Spader becomes a psycho car-crash fetishist and sleeps with everything that moves (based on the J. G. Ballard book).
Haha. No. I meant rain-of-toads-Magnolia.
And I don't remember if I mentioned that I saw Winter Solstice last week. I thought it was very well done, but boring. There was basically nothing there. To the point that, when it ended, I was like, "that's it?" And yet, wonderful acting. I don't know. I think other people, who possibly enjoy quiet movies more than I do, might like it. But I can't really recommend it.
I was right there with you Nutty.Ditto. I was thinking "how did I miss Brendan Fraser in that movie? Was he a doctor that treated one of the crazy crash fetishists?"
Ditto. I was thinking "how did I miss Brendan Fraser in that movie? Was he a doctor that treated one of the crazy crash fetishists?"
Oh, I see. Crash is the repeated title. No, this one is new. The writers also worked on Million Dollar Baby. And the writer/director did a lot of TV, including Thirtysomething. And, funnily enough, Walker, Texas Ranger.
I was right there with you Nutty.
Me, too. In fact, I was convinced that you were the first person to ever call Crash "great" without using "twisted" or "disturbing" in the same sentence.