It's Valentines Day. And since nothing say's ' I ove you? quite like strippers, I begin this week's descent with a word on The Pussycat Dolls.
Because sexy girls dancing in peek-a-boo underwear just never gets old, it comes as no surprise the inspired tumult surrounding The Pussycat Dolls.
Part homage to the classic burlesque show (think Liza Minnelli in Cabaret) and part Victoria's Secret Fashion Show, The Pussycat Dolls Revue has been wowing audiences with a musical extravaganza dripping with sex appeal, wild style and of course, beautiful girls.
And more importantly, because sexpot Carmen Electra needs a purpose in life besides just being good-looking, The Pussycat Dolls have gone from onetime opening act at actor Johnny Depp's Viper Room to a plum gig for stars like Christina Aguilera, Gwen Stefani, Nikka Costa, Christina Applegate, Brittany Murphy and Jaimie Pressly to hit the stage and join the sexy squad in a little sweaty bump n? grind action.
Having recently completed a sold-out run at the Roxy on Sunset Boulevard in Los Angeles, the Dolls hit New York City last week where they brought their fishnets and stilettos to a jam-packed Irving Plaza.
It's eye-candy at its ogling best. Be sure to peruse the official Website at www.pussycatdolls.com / for all your Pussycat needs.
Nerve.com's Ryan Tuthill makes his case against the Dolls for corrupting the art of stripping at: www.nerve.com/opinions/tuthill/pussycat/
The new host of E!'s Wild On? is Cindy Taylor. I know this because somehow someway I found myself so bored one afternoon that I watched Taylor win the prestigious honor on some contrived, Who Wants To Be An E! Host show.
Taylor beat out literally thousands of pretty wahines to follow in Brooke Burke's footsteps (or boobsteps), who – after what appears to be God-awful advice – decided to ditch the show in favor of another E! gem, Rank. Insert your own witty comment here.
Anyway, Taylor is gorgeous, she's 25 and basically she travels the world in a bikini; soaking up the sun, taking in the sights (see: bars, strip clubs, beach bars, pool bars, rooftop bars, etc?) and plotting just how long until she can parlay this degrading gig into getting her own sitcom on Fox. Read all about the worlds? most luscious tour guide at www.oceandrive.com/magazine/feb2003/CindyTaylor/index.html
The irony here is the goddamn Orbitz ad that popped up and annoyed the hell out of me. www.nytimes.com/2003/02/09/magazine/09SPAM.html/
In what amounts to one very long promo for Hustler, Poolhall Junkies - a film best described as The Color of Money for the X-Box generation – debuts next month with the movie's writer/co-star/director Mars Callahan donning the ubiquitous black Hustler t-shirt emblazoned with bold, white lettering for just about the entire run of the film.
Check out the cool movie Website, which also doubles as a pretty good way to work on your 9-Ball game: http://www.poolhalljunkiesmovie.com/
Well, the nominees for the 75th Academy Awards were revealed early Tuesday morning. I have always been a bit wary of the Academy and its inherent political undercurrents, which set in motion the process for whom will garner the coveted golden statuette.
Of course if I were an Oscar winner maybe I'd be singing a different tune.
As someone who has toiled in the movie business, I know first hand the military invasion type strategy employed by the studios in efforts to snare Oscar. Marketing and publicity departments are twisted into war rooms as top brass suddenly do their best Donald Rumsfeld impersonation; rallying the troops, preparing a line of attack, stroking the media, and positioning film screeners for a full-out aerial assault on every living Academy member in the free world. And believe me, if they could lock in a vote from a dead Academy member they would sure as hell try.
Ultimately, the awards (and the media culture surrounding it) have become a giant popularity contest. Everyone's favorites will not always get a nod. That's life. Do I think Gangs of New York should have been nominated for Best Picture? No. But enough people with a hard-on for Martin Scorsese did, so it will compete on March 23rd for the award.
It's not so much to simply disagree with the Academy, but rather to study the tendencies of the system. The Oscars is not about the avant-garde or altering the status quo. It exists to honor the star power that drives the Hollywood machine. Sure, they slip in a wild card every so often, but the extravaganza is about extolling kudos to the faces on the covers of glossy magazines and the supposed ?best? of the previous year.
People know Julia Roberts. If the Academy can find a way to give an Oscar to her they will (see: Erin Brockovich).
The Oscars have become something much bigger than awards; it is Hollywood's grandest night. On Oscar night (and really Oscar day since the tiresome Red Carpet arrival shows begin about 11:30 in the morning) the eyes of the world are on Hollywood, and by God, they are going to suck every last bit of glamour and hype out of it they can.
I will be the first to admit that many of the finest pictures ever made have taken home well-deserved trophies. The same goes for some of the greatest performers ever to grace the silver screen. But Cary Grant never won for Best Actor and that sucks big time. Find out who will race for the prize at www.oscar.com/
Obligatory Porn Website of the Week: at www.sabrinemaui.com/
In case you missed it: www.cnn.com/2003/US/Northeast/02/07/park.protest.reut/index.html
-Tripp Daniels
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