Tuesday, June 08, 2004

I just tweaked the format a wee bit and already I've got a SPY NETWORK! It's so exciting. Here's what I've gotten:

An extremely fabulous source, who shall remain nameless, met Lyle Lovett once and says he "has fleshy hands and bad breath." Eww!

Also, my anonymous-n-fashionable spy says that Elizabeth Taylor owns a coffee table that is covered with enormous amethysts--isn't that just what you WANT La Liz to have in her home? I know I do. AND Liz has a Van Gogh painting over her couch that's been accused of having been looted by the Nazis. Will the drama ever end for that incredible lady? Let's hope not.

And, finally, a wonderful little bird told me that Debbie Reynolds introduces herself and her daughter to everyone she meets as: "I'm Debbie Reynolds of 'Singing in the Rain' and this is my daughter, Carrie Fisher, of 'Star Wars'..." Yay!

In other news, I have decided to also include a movie/dvd/book review now and then when the mood hits me. They won't be too long, just little snippets about what's crossing my path...any recommendations, people? This week I saw the new Harry Potter: loved it. Awesome. So much better than the other two. Why are they not keeping on Alfonso Cuaron for the rest of them? Huh? He is brilliant. Also saw "Super Size Me." Excellent. I was really shocked and surprised and entertained by the incredible speed and terrible power of fast food to wreak havoc on the human body. And the guy in it is funny and used funny graphics and music {"Pusher Man" by Curtis Mayfield is used especially well), so that it didn't have a pedantic, lecturing tone. Take a lesson, Mr. Michael Moore! Also the doctor with the bags under his eyes is a superstar in the making, and Terri R., Tanya B., and myself all agree he should have his own movie.

Since I joined Netflix I no longer leave the house. Rented an odd assortment this week, including "Midnight Madness," forced upon me by my boyfriend, who admitted after viewing it that it had lost some of its charm since he saw it in the '80s. Starring David "I'm a An American Pepper Werewolf in London" Naughton (whatever happened to that guy?) and the guy who played Eugene in "Grease" as--you guessed it--a super-nerd, AND the first movie appearance by a teenage Michael J. Fox, this was released by Disney in 1980 and must have died a quick death, because I have no memory of it ever existing. It's about a game that a college guy invents, with five teams--Nerds, Jocks, Sorority Sisters, Bad Guys, and Good Guys--driving around L.A. over the course of one long night, trying to figure out the clues the gamemaster has left them to go to the next stage of the game. In the process, David Naughton learns that his younger brother (Michael J. Fox) feels ignored and just wants to be loved. One of the many weird things about this movie is that David Naughton is not a student at the college, but a guidance counsellor, yet competes against students; also the jocks and the sorority girls are enemies, which is so not like real life. There is a funny scene at an arcade with a brief cameo by Pee-Wee Herman dressed like a cowboy and acting all Pee-Wee-ish. He's a genius. I can't recommend this movie, but if they still had 'Night Flight' on the USA Network, and they aired this and we were all drunk and teenagers, I might say, 'Oh my god, you guys, we HAVE to watch this, it's so silly!'

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