I will be honest - I appreciated the humor in the first two films, but I didn't really enjoy them. For the record, Bachelorette is my favorite movie of the "people-getting-wasted-at/before-weddings-and-do-crazy-shit" genre, but hey, I'd watch just about anything starring Bradley Cooper. Because I like Bradley Cooper a freakin' lot. Obviously.
Did you guys even know that they were filming The Hangover III?! Well, I didn't either, but now we all do, so let's check out what it's going to ...
I am not being sarcastic - if you are even just a little bit like me, I am sure that you will take a certain twisted kind of pleasure in watching Ellen Page in a thriller about guerrilla activists having their revenge on the all-powerful, evil corporate clique that poisons the environment and the minds of the people. Insert Occupy Wall Street jokes here.
I am so excited about seeing this, I almost wish it was real life. />
I am not being sarcastic - if you are even just a little bit like me, I am sure that you will take a certain twisted kind of pleasure in watching Ellen Page in a thriller about guerrilla activists having their revenge on the all-powerful, evil corporate clique that poisons the environment and the minds of the people. Insert Occupy Wall Street jokes here.
I am so excited about seeing this, I almost wish it was real life....
Hailee Steinfeld is just too gorgeous for words, but I must try anyway.
Fashion Week is almost here, and we will have the fantastic opportunity to enjoy numerous front-row celeb sightings at the runaways in Paris, Milan, London and (my favorite) New York , because if there's one place celebrities feel more at home other than at a red carpet premiere, it's a fashion show. I guess they are attracted by the in free clothes, the champagne and the abominable numbers worn by sickly stick figu...
The Oscars are just a few weeks away and, to our pleasure, Hollywood is buzzing with celebs congregating at luncheons, dinners, photo-ops and then some more luncheons and dinners. While browsing through some of the images from these star-studded events, I stumbled upon Amy Adams in a purple dress that made me cringe and disapprovingly shake my head.
Tsk-tsk, Amy... This is not how you strike a pose, unless you are someone's unmarried aunt in the privacy of your own home on a Sunday afternoon, and you wan...
David Beckham is the guy who, thanks to his divine body, magically popularized the game of soccer in the States among women and men alike. Women want to do him, men want to be like him and hell, even some men want to do him, too! Beckham is also probably the only guy in the world who finds Victoria Beckham to be talented in any other than the procreative sense, but this only speaks well of him. In a business where marriages have the average expiration date of a dairy product*, Becks and Vic...
Well, well, look who's turned up! It's Mischa Barton, guys! The last time we saw Mischa, she didn't look so swell. Before that, there was a long and odd descent into obscurity via high-cut pants and home bleached hair, because really, Mischa Barton is the celebrity proto-hipster.
But she looks good here, no? Healthy-like. I'm actually quite fond of her, although I am not entirely sure why exactly. How do you guys feel about Mischa Barton? And most importantly, what's with the nonchalant pose-striking at gas stations? I...
Good morning, y'all! How are we doing? I hope that it is not too early for overwhelming patterns in bright colors wherever you are, because I want to talk about Solange Knowles. I dare say that even in that outfit, she's still better looking than her diva of a sister. I would go further and speculate that, despite of her proverbial quirkiness, Solange is also degrees more normal than Beyoncé.
I love Solange's style - she's content with exploring music and art for their very sake, an...
I had a mild panic attack this afternoon because for a short moment I though I won't be able to make my deadline. The thing is, nothing in the newsreel seems quite buzzworthy enough, and yet another report on celebrity sightings at the Super Bowl would have been an underwhelming way to close up for the day.
Then there's Rihanna's photo shoot with Terry Richardson, but you guys already had your dose of hipster sluttiness earlier, so that fell through as well. To add insult to injury - pun total...
Those of you who find enjoyable the concept of undead creatures sinking their canine teeth into your jugular, might be familiar with Nina Dobrev from her work in the CW Network show The Vampire Diaries . You might have also seen her in small parts in Chloe and the more recent The Perks of Being a Wallflower , but we haven't yet had the pleasure of properly talking about her here at Evil Beet.
And understandably so - Dobrev is rubbing shoulders with various A-listers at the red carp...
Remember this issue of Cosmo with Miley Cyrus on the cover?
Well, apparently Miley has trouble selling it because over the past weekend I had to endure virtually a tweet a minute from her, urging her fans to go out there and put Cosmo on top of the other magazines that are on display at various news stands across the country.
Worse yet, she encouraged her minions to take a photo of their, er, work, and post it on Twitter, and as a reward, Miley re-twitted the images. She even started a ha...
If there's anything I love more than watching all the new movies, it is watching trailers for the movies that hasn't come out yet. The only downside is that nowadays Hollywood advertises films that are still currently in the making, and wouldn't be released for at least another ten months or so, and if there's something I dislike more than waiting to see a movie, it is waiting to see a good movie.
"The Place Beyond the Pines" looks promising - it is character driven, it features our beloved (shirtless!) Ryan Gosling, his beloved Eva Mendes, and my beloved Bradley Cooper, of whom I think ever more highly with every new dramatic role he takes on, and it seems to be about action-spiked moral dilemmas. Plus, a very cute little baby:
If there's anything I love more than watching all the new movies, it is watching trailers for the movies that hasn't come out yet. The only downside is that nowadays Hollywood advertises films that are still currently in the making, and wouldn't be released for at least another ten months or so, and if there's something I dislike more than waiting to see a movie, it is waiting to see a good movie.
"The Place Beyond the Pines" looks promising - it is character driven, it features our beloved (...
Here we are, on the Monday after Super Bowl weekend, and I don’t have absolutely no freakin’ idea what the big deal was. While (what I presume would be) the majority of the American people spent yesterday in front of their TVs, binge drinking and yelling things like “ALL THE WAY, BABY!” (49ers fans), and “WHODAT! WHODAT! (Ravens fans), I enjoyed a blissfully quiet grocery shopping, prepared organic baby food, saw a game of Segway polo at the field of my local school and sat next to hubby, ate ice cream and watched him code in Python (this is the Silicon Valley).
I am not interested in football because where I come from, football is a game that you play with your feet, involves an actual ball and doesn’t require the use of heavy protective gear. Besides, American football rules are just too convoluted for me. But while football irritates me only mildly, Beyoncé is literally tap dancing on my last nerve. She performed at the Super Bowl halftime last night, a show for which she notoriously prepared to sing live, and along with about a million dollars in pyrotechnics, she blew it. She totally did! Beyoncé is arrogant, pretentious, pseudo-talented, self-righteous and phony, and nothing she could do would make me think otherwise. Unless, of course, she decides to get off her high horse and publicly admit she used a surrogate, and then stands at a street corner for an entire day, giving away free puppies to strangers as an apology for faking her pregnancy. That would be cute.
Unfortunately, Rolling Stone magazine disagrees with me on that one, and has only good things to say about Beyoncé’s performance:
Seemingly invigorated by recent criticism of her "Star-Spangled Banner" performance, Beyoncé flaunted her supreme vocal and dancing chops throughout the halftime show. Backed by an all-female band, including a guitarist with a fire-spewing guitar, she appeared mid-field as an audio snippet of John F. Kennedy blared overhead. She opened with a tease of "Love on Top" before launching into her first solo single, "Crazy in Love," as a crew of backing dancers stomped and shimmied in unison. Next came a sultry, horn-inflected "End of Time," from her most recent album, 4, after which Beyoncé stood before an electronic screen depicting multiple images of herself as she got sassy to "Baby Boy."
The spotlight may have been on Beyoncé, but her set's biggest moment came when the singer reunited with her fellow Destiny's Child members Kelly Rowland and Michelle Williams (the trio recently released their first single in nearly a decade, "Nuclear"). Rowland and Williams popped out on the gargantuan stage – constructed to resemble two Beyoncé faces gazing at one another – and launched into a rendition of their backside-glorifying anthem "Bootylicious" before cranking up the energy even higher with a take on "Independent Woman: Part 1," their smash hit from the Charlie's Angels soundtrack. The performance ended fittingly with the trio striking a pose in the form of the film's lead crime-fighting female characters.
And my favorite part:
"Kelly, Michelle, you want to help me sing this one?" Beyoncé asked her counterparts, moments before the threesome charged into her chart-topping hit "Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It)." Then, as her former groupmates exited the stage, Beyoncé told the crowd, "I wanna feel your energy," before closing out her set with an emotional rendition of her power ballad "Halo." She rocked out, hair flailing and on her knees, at the lip of the stage, then collapsed on her back as the stadium lights went dark.
Apparently, they didn’t watch the same thing I did. “Popping out” is just about right when it comes to Kelly Rowland’s and Michelle Williams’s comical entrance onstage, but Beyoncé did nothing of the flaunting-supreme-vocals sort. She sounded out of breath, and her belting out only conveyed that she was trying a bit too hard. Sure, she can sing and dance, but I cannot comprehend why she always feels like she has to rub it in our face. It’s tiring and I wish she would stop.
In moments like these, though, you gotta laugh. I ignored the fact that most celebrities on Twitter were also in ecstasy over Beyoncé’s performance, and concentrated on what the real people had to say. Please allow me to share some of the gems:
“Ugh, Beyonce is so annoying. And don’t call SF “San Fran”…no one calls it that.”
“OMG FIRE BEYONCE SHUT UP!”
“Beyoncé is foot stomping like a counting horse.”
“Beyoncé forgot her pants, but THE SHOW MUST GO ON!!”
“I hope they catch fire. There’s way too much fire. BURN!”
“This performance is making me die from laughter.”
“Think we just saw Destiny’s Child reunite and breakup again over a 5 minute show…”
“Beyoncé walks like an android.”
And lastly:
“Beyoncé used all the electricity.”
Ha!
But seriously guys, what did you think? Was that the show of the year, or we need to add Beyoncé to the list of celebs you want to take a break from? />
Here we are, on the Monday after Super Bowl weekend, and I don’t have absolutely no freakin’ idea what the big deal was. While (what I presume would be) the majority of the American people spent yesterday in front of their TVs, binge drinking and yelling things like “ALL THE WAY, BABY!” (49ers fans), and “WHODAT! WHODAT! (Ravens fans), I enjoyed a blissfully quiet grocery shopping, prepared organic baby food, saw a game of Segway polo at the field of my local school and sat next to hubb...