by Jac Kern
Jac's roundup of pop culture news and Internet findings
Throughout history, people
have often said they can remember many details about where they were when they
heard monumental news: the moon landing or JFK’s assassination, for example. So
it is likely we’ll recount to our children and grandchildren what we were doing
when we learned of the most recent Great American Tragedy: The Solange-Beyoncé-Jay
Z Feud of 2014.
Just weeks ago, sisters
Beyoncé and Solange Knowles were playfully performing onstage together at
Coachella. Now, Solange has all but erased her
sibling from her life (well, from her Instagram, at least).
The fallout comes after the
release of an elevator surveillance video from the Met Gala after-party in
which (supposedly) Solange Knowles (apparently) attacked (a man who might be)
Jay-Z as Beyoncé (reportedly) stood by. Check out the video here.
This shit is a goldmine for
gossip rags every media entity, so rumors, anonymous reports and vague
speculations are coming out of the woodwork regarding all three recording
artists. Some say Solange was just being a drunk mess and flipped when Jay told
her to chill out; others report Solange has concerns about Jay’s fidelity and
Beyoncé has become his robot bride; it’s also being speculated that the stunt
is just a piece of performance art arranged by James Franco.
At the end of the day, we
can all hope the trio will work things out, because they are a fambily.
And speaking of, shout out to my friend Miranda who brought it to my attention
that the sisters sang the theme song for the early-2000s Disney animated
series, Proud Family. Never forget.
Now, cue the “Drunk in an
Usually when your grandma
discovers social media, it can be an embarrassing disaster. Not if your grandma
is a badass bitch, though. Enter Baddie Winkle.
With a Twitter and
Instagram tagline that reads, “stealing your man since 1928,” Baddie lives up to her name
by posting pictures of her babely outfits, words of wisdom and videos of her
twerk game. BuzzFeed calls her “the most hardcore grandma on the Internet.”
And she’s a local! Baddie hails from Williamstown, Ky., just a few miles south
of Cincinnati on I-75. Represent, Baddie!
Macaulay Culkin was
trending this week when his pizza-themed Velvet Underground cover band, Pizza
Underground (yes, yes, a million times yes) tweeted an epic photo of Culkin.
Kevin McAllister himself is seen wearing a T-shirt with a photo Ryan
Gosling…wearing a T-shirt with a photo of Macaulay. Meta, for sure, but not to
be missed in the photo is the awesome Pizza Underground coffee mug. I’ll take
one of each, please.
BREAKING: Add another layer
to this meta-ception.
(Totally ‘shopped, but I
Like it or not, Ben Affleck
is the new Bruce Wayne in the upcoming (and still untitled) Batman vs. Superman movie. Check out the first look at the
actor in character with the new and improved bat suit and Batmobile here.
Plenty of great authors
have odd writing process quirks, and A Song of Ice and Fire/Game of Thrones creator George R.R.
Martin discussed one of his writing secrets on Conan this week. When asked if he was ever worried about a computer
crash or virus deleting any of his lengthy works-in-progress, the writer
revealed he uses WordStar 4.0 on a DOS — essentially a dinosaur of a word
processor on an ancient computer not connected to the Internet. Because when you’re
writing fantasy work about the Middle Ages, you get into character as much as
Game of Thrones is in the final four episodes of the season, but we’re in for a bevy of
new and returning shows this summer. Check out this week’s TV column for a
summer show preview. We’re
really looking forward to HBO’s The
Leftovers and Cinemax’s The Knick,
to name a few.
by Jac Kern
Jac's roundup of pop culture news and Internet findings
Tina Fey and Amy
Poehler hosted the 70th annual Golden Globe Awards Sunday, making
the three-hour event pretty much bearable! Some awards were pretty predictable
(Les Mis) while others were surprising (Girls) but T&A — I’m coining their
celebrity couple name — kept the show fun by teasing Hollywood greats and each other.
The first awards
of the night went to Christoph Waltz, Best Supporting Actor – Motion Picture, Drama
for Django Unchained; Maggie Smith,
Best Supporting Actress – TV for Downton Abbey;
and Julianne Moore, Best Actress – Miniseries/TV Movie for Game Change, which also was awarded Best Miniseries/TV Movie. Now,
I think we can all lay to rest the Sarah Palin impersonation. May we never seek
its comedic relief again.
on their toes, T&A randomly planted themselves, in disguises, in the
audience as the camera panned to nominees:
Next up, Homeland started to sweep
the evening, nabbing Best TV Series – Drama, Best Actor
(Damian Lewis) and Best Actress (Claire Danes) in the category. Danes thanked her recently born son, with whom she was pregnant while filming some of this season's craziest scenes. Cute, but she really
should have named that kid Saul, right?
As Michael Bloomberg said, white
people love them some Homeland.
Mychael Danna was awarded with Best Original Score
for Life of Pi and Adele, finally out
of maternal hiding, won a much-deserved Globe for Best Original Score for the
eponymous hit from Skyfall.
Taylor Swift was
JLo showed up looking like a slutty Queen
Frostine in a what appeared to be a body paint ensemble
to award Best Actor – Miniseries/TV Movie (Hatfields
& McCoys) to a very boring
Kevin Costner. So what do you do when half the crowd is drunk and the show
starts getting boring? Bring out Bill Clinton!
Willie bit his
lip, thumbs upped a few times and introduced Lincoln (once everyone stopped throwing their panties onstage at
him). Not missing a beat, Poehler came out, awestruck, and proclaimed, “That
was Hillary Clinton’s husband!” Sa-woon.
Then out come Will
Ferrell and Kristin Wiig (looking foine as ever),
giggling like a couple stoned teenagers, pretending to not have seen a single
film in their category (Best Actress – Motion Picture, Comedy/Musical).
JLaw got the prize
for her role in Silver Linings Playbook,
wearing what may become a major spring 2013 fashion trend: boob origami.
Lawrence seems like a real human, and funny to boot. She'll be hosting Saturday Night Live this weekend.
Ed Harris won
Best Support Actor – TV for his role as John McCain in Game Change. Anne Hathaway dreamed a dream about winning Best Supporting
Actress – Motion Picture…and it came true (Sorry, that was pretty bad). Though
I did not care for her 1994 mother of the bride look. Best Screenplay went to Quentin “Don’t ask me about violence” Tarantino
for Django Unchained. In a pretty
surprising turn, Don Cheadle, who is awesome, won Best Actor – TV,
Comedy/Musical for House of Lies,
which is really not that awesome. Louie C.K. was robbed.
Everyone took a
little nap as Best Foreign Language Film was announced (Amour) because ENGLISH. And Brave
won Best Animated Feature Film (Side note: Go watch that shit with your mom and
be prepared for sobbing and family bonding).
The Best Actress –
TV, Comedy/Musical category was full of badass ladies, including the two hosts.
Tina awaited the
results with new BFF Jennifer Lopez
While Amy cozied
up with her new beau. Eat it, Will Arnett!
But — Surprise! — it was Lena
Dunham who napped the award for her role in Girls. T&A promptly
poked fun at Dunham’s speech, gave a losers toast, and called out a very drunk
Glenn Close. Then, things turn a turn for the…weird. Jodie Foster was honored
with the Cecil B. DeMille Award, presented by Robert Downey, Jr. In her speech (the one that they actually could have cut off but didn't), Foster hopped
back and forth between trying to make jokes and some genuine, serious points,
making the whole thing a little hard to follow.
On one hand, I can
understand why some people are confused as to why, if she was going to address
her personal life anyway, she wouldn’t just come out with a declarative
statement about being gay. It’s important for people to see strong, positive
public figures who happen to be homosexual, especially children who feel
different, ostracized or unloved because of who they are. I get that. But Miss
Jodie had some points in that cloudy ramble of a speech. As a celebrity who
works hard to keep her life off-screen private, why should she be pressed to make
some kind of grand statement, especially since she has already come out to
those who know her personally? “Coming outs” can certainly be positive these
days, but they’re also an invitation for attention and publicity, which she
personally does not want. In her own words “I am not Honey Boo Boo Child.”
For the final
awards of the night, Ben Affleck won Best Director for Argo; Girls won Best TV
Series – Comedy/Musical; Hugh Jackman nabbed Best Actor for Les Miserables, the same film awarded for Best
Comedy/Musical; Jessica Chastain, who’s appeared in 10 films since 2011, won
Best Actress for Zero Dark Thirty;
Daniel “Human Chameleon” Day-Lewis shocked no one when he won Best Actor for Lincoln; and Best Film in the Drama
category went to Argo.
Whew. That was a
lot to take in, wasn’t it, Mel?
Ben Affleck is one smooth criminal
0 Comments · Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Boston native Ben Affleck takes us into the city's capital of sorts for criminal activity, Charlestown, where a life of crime is a vocation. Co-writing, acting, directing ... there's not a job in 'The Town' that he can't do and do well. And there's not a weak performance in the entire cast, which isn't exactly surprising considering the collection of talent. Grade: A-.
Mike Judge's big-screen return yields mixed results
0 Comments · Friday, September 4, 2009
As prolific as writer/director Mike Judge has been throughout a stellar career that includes such television staples as 'Beavis and Butt-Head' and 'King of the Hill' and cult films as 'Office Space' and 'Idiocracy,' it's to his detriment (and ours) that he hasn't done more feature films. The tone of 'Extract' is spot-on, but unfortunately Judge never manages to bring the humor to a boil. Grade: B-.
Pedantic thriller is caught in its own obvious clockwork
0 Comments · Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Based on a politically charged BBC miniseries, 'State of Play' moves the action from the House of Parliament to Washington, D.C., where the suspicious death of a congressman's co-worker mistress underlines the desperate state of newspaper journalism in America. Russell Crowe, looking considerably older these days, plays Cal McAffrey, a veteran Washington Post-styled reporter with close ties to the congressman. Grade: C.