From wikipedia: "Although an initial box office failure, Showgirls enjoyed success in the home video market, generating more than $100 million in video rentals and became one of MGM’s top 20 all-time best sellers." This is the amount of dollars that movie made, "$100,000,000" We've done fuck you money threads before. Most people's definition was well under, and again I must emphasize, $100,000,000.
1) Present an actress to pubescent male America on a wholesome sitcom for four years, thereby stoking the collective imagination. 2) Wait for two years after that show ends, when the majority of said males are in full hormonal bloom. Put said actress in a film whose sole apparent purpose is to leave nothing to the aforementioned collective imagination. 3) Profit.
That pretty much explained the buzz for it back then. My friends went to see it but I declined because I wasn't as stupid as them at picking movies, knowing Paul Verhoven directed it and he puts the broadest dialogue you'll ever hear in a movie. The acting and dialogue in Showgirls is knee-slapping-laugh-out-loud horrible. Probably the worst I've ever witnessed in a major studio release film. It swept the Razzie awards (worst of the year), which Verhoven proudly accepted the prizes for. It's a mind-bogglingly bad movie that made money simply off of its own hype. Much like Taken.
"Yeah Ooh now baby, baby, baby, baby, baby Hey there people, have you heard the news? Ooh oh yeah The world's on fire, I'm telling you, yeah, I'm telling you Brothers and sisters everywhere, come together People like you should Ooh, like you should" Sometimes you have to bang it out.
There are a few others, but none since 1415. Seriously, whose kid did he touch? This picture of Ellen DeGeneres almost makes the Grammys continued existence justifiable:
I want Katy Perry's breasts to be the next Pope. I am convinced they will end world strife, religious tensions, and bring gender equality. This is the next Renaissance. God's gift... to all humankind. Loogut dem bazongas!
I was incredibly disappointed when I discovered that Russell Brand's reasons for divorcing her were, allegedly, that she was boring in bed. In my rosy-tinted mind she'll always be a relatively demure teen idol in public and a vile, cock-hungry harlot in bed. Then again, it's Russell Brand, so perhaps his idea of boring is "women who object to fucking him with a strap-on lubed up with marinara sauce while he force-fellates a dwarf in front of a live studio audience".
My thoughts exactly. You forget he wants all the above to happen in the middle of a Cirque du Soleil performance in Vegas. This song has been stuck in my head for the last week. I am not mad that it is either.
Re-tried a new flavor of yogurt (to me)- blackberry - today. It tastes good. Much better than when I first gave it a try last week. I guess letting it sit under my desk for a few days adversely affected the flavor.
Ellen DeGeneres is one of the most naturally hilarious people around right now. Her show is geared at housewives and early 20s women, but I consistently crack up when I watch clips. I'll take her censored, network television schtick over "edgy" female comedic personalities like Sarah Silverman or Chelsea Handler anyday. And she did pretty solid in the wife department.
What the fuck goes on in Florida? Seriously, is there something in the water? If I read this correctly, DJ#1 castrated and killed a boar on air, was arrested and acquitted for animal cruelty. DJ#2 said some shit about this because, clearly, it's fucked up. DJ#1 sues DJ#2 for defamation. DJ#2 hires a hot chick to engage in a honey trap by plying DJ#1's lawyers with drinks one night after work and then asking one of the lawyers to drive her home, as DJ#2 calls the cops to alert them to a drunk driver. I suppose you don't get to have high expectations of a man who calls himself Bubba The Love Sponge Clem. On a more serious note, I stopped listening to our local "shock jocks" a few years ago because they just weren't funny any more... and I honestly can't think of any reason to tune in to a program to hear an animal be slaughtered.
So after years of indecision on that matter I finally took the incentive to get my commercial drivers license. After about a month of studying I took the written exams and walked out of there with my learners permit. I'll have to practice actually driving a truck for about a month, do a road-exam with an inspector and I'll be a certified truck driver!