Thursday, September 07, 2006
Tomatits and Arse Banderats
Christ, is that piece of shit 11 years old already? Robert Rodriguez should remain a fan of John Woo, not a perfunctory homage-maker. If I'd known I'd gone that long without seeing it already, I'd have skipped it. Another evening wasted. Fuck me, it's only a remake of his own fucking film anyway. Thank God that sort of BS won't be tolerated any more. I've only just started reading The Long Tail (kindly donated by WMY, backgammoner extraordinaire), but it already gives me hope that the long-established behemoth industries responsible for such vacuous patronising excrement as the above Banderas vehicle may be on their last legs. I have long been very dismissive of Wikipedia and enjoyed a certain smugness as the various doctored articles were uncovered of late, but I concede defeat. It could just work. And I'm particularly keen to rally behind it if it's a role-model for the anti-hit-show movement that the long tail describes. Lastly, boobs are now apparently great for selling tomatoes. This picture of the tomato van was taken right by my office. What are they trying to pull, or foist? The bird isn't even hot - certainly not hot enough to give her a 4 foot chest and plaster her across a van. These English are crazy. Their website doesn't even get into the spirit of the thing, unless that woman with the headset hasn't got any clothes on below the photo. What a stupid concept. The TV advertisement just suggesting that I text "Fun" to 82800 pushes it home. The Brits like ugly ratfaced women. Update: I posted the toilet photo without much explanation. I just spent a few days in Monaco, as I've mentioned elsewhere. I found to my surprise that Monacoans have square arses, and meant to use that photograph as documentary proof, but it worked better as accompaniment to my review of Desperado. | ||||
