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Hollywood’s premiere go-to boy – Shia LeBeouf – has now gone and done his part to dispel the male full frontal taboo practice by traveling his narrow ass across the Atlantic up-a-ways to take part in Icelandic band Sigur Ros’s new music video for their song “Fjögur Píanó.” But before you go and let your panties cream, you should acknowledge that nothing is as taboo in the good ole US of A as male full-frontal nudity. That’s fact.
It’s as if the powers at be have pin-pointed the embodiment of male dominance residing solely in what lies behind that zipper. And well we don’t mind confirming to y’all that, in some cases, it does! Cuz truth be told, there are some men out there that can work you to within an inch of your breathing capacity and make every one of your nerve endings stand at attention – simultaneously! Or so we hear. While others – well, three minutes in and you want to tell them to get the fuck up and get the hell out! True story.
And y’all can thank the DailyBeast for bringing the son of a hippie’s attributes stateside.
We loudly applaud LeBeouf’s bravery in putting it all on display. We do… Doubly so as it incorporates interpretive modern dance. Bravo!
We also think he should’a trimmed that bush down before they yelled ‘action!’ But that’s another matter and one which not everyone shares in kind.
Clue: If you trim that shit, it will look bigger!
That the Beast felt the need to compile a reference point for all men who have gone and shared what’s hanging with the masses is just simply unkind. There is little need to compare a young mans foray into being filmed nekkid to that of Michael Fassbender’s amply endowed third leg!
And leave Daniel Radcliffe alone already.
Sure, it is a matter of size! We know. And anyone who says it isn’t is lying! But since you can’t really augment the length and width of what you were brought into the world with – you can thank your mother for that one – you do have other avenues to travel… Like learning to properly use what you are working with and incorporate some tongue artistry into the mix. Les you forget that the tongue is a muscle!
And for all we know LeBeouf could be working with some other talents that we just aren’t privy to. (It could happen…)
Emma Watson wowed the UWS last night during the “Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows: Part Two” American premiere, held at Avery Fisher Hall. Clad in a bustier evening gown and goth styled eye makeup, the text-book savvy wizard seemed all a-glow for the American premiere of the last installment of the series. Watson was joined by cast-mates Daniel Radcliffe – on a momentary loan from his Broadway show “How to Succeed In Biz”, Rupert Grint – who has grown both upwards and outward (he is a bit chubby-poo -but cute non-the-less), a mod looking Tom Felton, genius character actor Alan Rickman and Matthew Lewis – who has shed the baby fat entirely!
Crowds reportedly gathered across from Lincoln Center twenty-four hours in advance for a glimpse of the cast. They weren’t disappointed as every cast-member took a saunter across the street to wave and sign a few copies of the books being thrusted forward.
We can hardly wait for its arrival onto our local IMAX screens and will assuredly be both gleeful and sad at the stories end! Yes, we have read all the books and not only covered every NY premiere but seen every flick – countless times! Sue us.
Other notable attendees: Sarah Jessica Parker with hubby Matthew Broderick and son, Sarah Hyland of Modern Family fame – with beau entow, Emma’s hottie brother Alex Watson, America Ferrera accompanied by her new hubby, Marcia Gay Harden, Mark Sanchez, Joey Fatone, Seth Green and an unseen Whoopi Goldberg.
I have absolutely no shame in admitting that my skinny ass will be que’ing up to see the latest adventures of the Hogwarts gang come November 19th! I can even set aside the thoughts that its been a long time coming and just cruel to make us wait that long… I also have little shame in disclosing that when I got wind of “Harry Potter & The Deathly Hallows: Pt 1″ having a premiere in NYC – I shot a credential request in all types of directions to assure a place on the arrivals line.
Last night was indeed worth all the pre-premiere excitement! Ok, so they premiered it in London first a few days earlier – they are Brits after all, any grievance would be added to a long list of Pilgrims brew-ha-ha’s & so two centuries ago.
Having covered just about every HP premiere in the series (yes, I’ve seen them all and read all the books!) this one comes with a small bit of sadness in knowing that, although they have split it into two parts, the end is upon us. And it is also some marvel to watch the young’ens all grown up now.
I tell you time waits on no one!
But Daniel Radcliffe has managed to retain the fresh faced look that garnered him the role. And we couldn’t be happier about that. Emma Watson is a lady with curves and a beau on her arm to her premiere – a cute ass twink at that. And Rupert Grint is a mighty dapper carrot top.
Will all their success they seem to have maintained a level of normalcy that is lacking the Brit-Brit’s and LaLohan’s of these here united States.
So much for breaking off for religious freedom and such…
Other notatble attendees: Liam Neeson, Lourdes Ciccone Leon (yeah, that’s Madonna’s child,) Drew Roy, Darren Criss, the evil wizzard himself Ralph Fiennes, malicious Malfoy – Tom Felton, Sarah Jessica Parker with hubby Matthew Broderick and child, Joey Fatone, Viola Davis, Kerri Russell, Gabourey Sidibe, Patrick Wilson and twink-a-licious Olympic skater Johnny Weir.
Hows that for a line-up?
The last instalments of the Harry Potter wizard tales have long been in the pipelines. Not to mention long overdue!
Seriously, I all but thought they had gone and changed their damn minds and weren’t going to appease our cravings for a big screen ending.
Of course the mega-blockbuster had to be dragged it out into a two part scenario. In theory, it’s all the better, I think – they have little excuse now to skimp on the book!
But even though we all know how the story plays out, I for one am giddy with delight over the arrival of part 1 this November.
Now if they were only to stop teasing us with all these trailers! Well, nothing we can do bout that but click on play and watch it…
I spoke with my good friend Gin-Gin this morning and he’s told me the ratings for this years TONY Awards came in with the worst numbers ever.
This could possibly be over-dramatization – he’s prone to that. I myself was to busy editing to sit and watch the entire broadcast and only caught brief snippets. Congrats again to winners Viola Davis and Scarlett!
But if those snippets were anything to go on, I might have to go on believing him. Sondheim is melodic but that song Catherine Zeta Jones’ sang, although beautiful, is a fucking downer!
Lord knows whenever I sing it I just cry up a storm. Those fucking clowns man… And who the hell wants to watch an award show to get all weepy?
I do think Matthew Morrisson’s rocking number was butch and all – his hair is always so damn perfect – but does Lea Michele really believe she can take on Streisand! Stop girl, please… You are no Streisand! And you are far from Epic!
There is no excuse for numbers lacking though. Sean Hayes is funny! That Spidey skit had me in stitches. I reckon I am easy – I still cackle over Will & Grace…
Well this post is about the men so men I am giving y’all.
Highlights on the testosterone front: The boys from Green Day, Mathew Modine, Morrison, Puss-n-Boot’s himself Antonio Banderas, hotness Ryan Reynolds, Constantine Maroulis, Ricky Martin, Will Smith, Daniel Radcliffe, David Alan Grier and Jonathan Groff!
Hows that for a round up!
“I didn’t recognise him as he looked so different to what I expected from the films. When my friend told me who he was, I was shocked,” Tazi claims.
I find her statements hard to swallow and I have little gag-reflexes. Sounds like a bunch of bull. Leave Harry Alone!
Alas, I was not one of the lucky to get a tix to see the flick, so I am left marking x’s on my calendar until the July 15th release!
So close is the footage you can make out that Mr. Radcliffe has: a) growth potential; b) is BARE – and I don’t mean as in naked. We know that already! I mean bare as in not even a discernible amount of peach fuzz on that ripe bum of his. And c) it appears that he man-scapes his pubes.
That a boy… (no one likes to floss while going deep!) I have a new found respect for the young thespian.
I think a TONY is in the works!
I wonder if I could request a closer inspection…