Review of the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue
posted: 02.19.10 at 01:30 AM
filed under: review
Last week, the 46th annual edition of the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue hit newsstands, and I do not understand why.
The magazine is an antiquated relic of a bygone era, much like landline telephones, newspapers and the Republican Party. It is a charming but obsolete reminder of a simpler time.
The first swimsuit issue, published in 1946, was designed as a tasteful masturbatory aide and a means to drive magazine sales during the slow winter months. In the following decades, the magazine’s impact was profound. It initiated an era of new supermodels and made bulimia stylish. Its success provided massive amounts of revenue for the magazine’s publisher and the tanning industry.
Today, the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue seems completely unnecessary. We live in an era where the Interwebs are everywhere, with wireless connections in the home, office, countless coffee shops and McDonalds locations. Smartphones have become ubiquitous, providing users with portable access to the Freeway of Super Information.
Movie review: Precious was fucking depressing
posted: 12.12.09 at 02:00 AM
filed under: review
There are some movies that I would not watch if I were single.
Precious: Based on the Novel “Push” by Sapphire is one such movie. I tend to prefer comedies or movies with explosions and gunplay. When the two elements are combined, I am riveted. Typically, I am not a fan of straight-drama movies, particularly if the film did well at Sundance and critics are raving about it.
One the country has reached a consensus that a dramatic movie is a “must-see,” I tune it out entirely. Perhaps this makes me a tad bit less cultured, but the contrarian in me appreciates the awestruck and confounded look on people’s faces when I explain that I never saw Million Dollar Baby or Slumdog Millionare.

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