Showing posts with label Jim Hanson. Show all posts
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Thursday, January 17, 2013

A Question For Hollywood



Do we really need a "badass," violent reboot of Hansel and Gretel? Is Hollywood so creatively bankrupt that they have to resort to turning pages from Mother Goose into R-rated CGI crapfests? Answer: Yes.

"But you haven't even seen the movie," naysayers might say. Yes, I have. I was unfortunate enough to have watched "Snow White and The Huntsman," the "badass," violent reboot of the popular children's story, in the theatre. It had badass killer dwarfs. And a badass Snow White eating a badass poison apple that makes her go to badass sleep. Adding a layer of badass over every detail of a familiar story doesn't make it more "contemporary" or "relevant to our times" or whatever it is the filmmakers are trying to push on us. It just looks self-serious and silly.





And while we're on the subject, can we quit with the modernized reboots of fairy tales as badass crime TV shows? Ooohh, police respond to a possible homicide involving a morbidly obese man named H. Dumpty who fell from his luxury balcony in the Upper West Side! Get it?



I was going to end this entry with a bit where I write fake episode summaries of these shows (Little Bo Peep, Hey Diddle Diddle, The Pied Piper, etc) but unlike the networks, I realize you already know how lamely that would play out and I don't want to waste your time. So instead, here's a photo of my neighbor clearing brush on Christmas Day:

Friday, September 7, 2007

Bouncy Bouncy Sexy Time.


The following is an account of an actual encounter between Joel and a Los Angeles policeman:

COP: License and registration.

JOEL: What?

COP: License and registration, please.

JOEL: Have I done something?

COP: Do you know why I've stopped you sir?

JOEL: You didn't. I was parked here.

COP: (pause) Oh.

(awkward pause)

COP: Do you know why I'm talking to you?

JOEL: No, why?

COP: Because you're parked in a loading zone.

(writes ticket, hands to Joel)

JOEL: Is parking the jurisdiction of Highway Patrol?

COP: Hmm. Probably.

JOEL: Why did you check the box that said "Speeding in a school zone?"

COP: It's the only one that said "zone."

JOEL: It's 6 points on my license and $500.

COP: Hey, is that a Meximelt you're eating?

JOEL: Why do you have your penis out?

(pictured above, the latest nonexercise-nonclass taught at Crunch)