Buffy ,'Help'
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One and a spare, Matt. In case of injury or death or of the entire rest of his rabid fanbase still trying to get a piece of the poor objectified man.
Hey, I'm just asking for an hour or so of R- to NC-17-rated screentime, which I'd be perfectly happy to share with the rest of the rabid fanbase. He and Francesca Bueller make too cute a couple for me to fantasize about keeping the guy locked in a towel-deprived sauna in real life. Mostly.
Of COURSE Johnny will play Barnabas, if Burton directs.
And then I can die happy.
Here's one for my wife. From John Cusack doing the Proust Questionnaire in Vanity Fair:
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Who are your heroes in real life?
Let’s go with Jesus. Not the gay-hating, war-making political tool of the right, but the outcast, subversive, supreme adept who preferred the freaks and lepers and despised and doomed to the rich and powerful. The man Garry Wills describes “with the future in his eyes … paradoxically calming and provoking,” and whom Flannery O’Connor saw as “the ragged figure who moves from tree to tree in the back of [one’s] mind.”
Oh, John Cusack. Why must you toy with my affections so? Just when I think I'm over you, you reel me back in.
Psst. JZ. [link]
Ha! I am at work (possibly surrounded by spies) and thus safe from your YouTubely seductions. Or at least fatally afeared of them.
It has nothing to do with porn or rickrolling. But you gotta watch out for that Cusack guy. Progressive and cu-u-u-ute.
I'll stand by my "Mission to Mars is brilliant satire" stance, but since I haven't seen it since it was in theatres I can't do much to defend it except cross my arms and pout defiantly.
Sars had such a different reaction to Cusack's Proust questionnaire.
it's a tour de force of autodidact affectation, all the more remarkable because it contains a reverent reference to shamans, something you don't often hear from a man old enough to rent a car.