Friday Thoughts and Links
On this muggy Friday, I ruminate and my thoughts on the pervasive influence of pop culture turn to the movies. There’s certain important life lessons we can take away from the movies.
Like in Swingers, we learned that you can be a depressive, overweight, whiny drip, and eventually you’ll find Heather Graham sitting alone at a bar just waiting to talk to you.
Or the important lesson from Field of Dreams, in which accidentally causing your daughter to choke on a hot dog can save your house and bring back the idealism of the 1960s.
Or the vital message we learned in Groundhog Day, which is that manipulating rubes takes repetition and focus.
Or, more recently, in Transformers II, we learned that Attention Deficit Disorder is a… whoa, cool! 1950s racist stereotype Amos n’ Andy robots! Makes Jar-Jar look positively progressive.
Here’s your movie inspired Friday links:
The Wilhelm Scream. Enlivening action scenes via sound library for over 30 years.
Deadspin catches baseball putz Josh Hamilton scroting it up in public, shirtless, tatted up and hittin’ on the hotts.
This dude plays the ladies. Literally.
Young Jennifer Connelly, at the height of her perfect boobed perfection, rides the horsey. (starts at 1:45 after a gawdawful early 90s rollerskating montage)
File under obvious: John Mayer’s douchepad was designed by Giorgio Armani.
Douchebags as Installation Art. In Oslo, no less.
It’s been eleven years since Saving Private Ryan came out, and I still can’t forget old Private Ryan’s grandaughter’s fantastic breasteses. (perking up at :30) Those breasts honor the memory of our fallen.
And on that note, I give you Ass Pear.
Go forth and multiply, friends. For the weekend is upon us.
