Tony D with a quick update.
Tony D with a quick update.
Hey Bros!
Welcome to Twitter in Focus, where media comes to die. Today’s contestant is comedian Jen Kirkman from the Chelsea Lately show. She also used to voices on Adult Swim’s Home Movies. Plus she has ties to Dan Harmon and UCB. That’s a pretty awesome comedy resume and it doesn’t hurt that she’s easy on the eyes. Let’s see if her Twitter posts are just as interesting.
September 26th: “Um, I’m sad. I just had to dump a dear friend because they don’t pronounce “syrup” correctly. (It is not “Sir-Up.” It just isn’t.)”
Irregardless, I think you should reconsider.
23 hours ago: “Hey, a movie hasn’t come out this week about friends who have sex. Is everyone in Hollywood still alive?? Is everything okay??”
You mean Contagion isn’t a wacky romantic comedy where Matt Damon reignites his marriage? Uh, oh, I shouldn’t bought those kids movie tickets.
21 hours ago: “Waiting and waiting on set of season 2 of “After Lately”. @joshwolfcomedy steals the massage chair. http://yfrog.com/hsdmjcwj”
That bastard.
10 hours ago: “I just learned that Obama visited the company LinkedIn yesterday. I hope he gave them a Presidential order to stop being such a huge bummer.”
That and to force people with access to jobs to actually join that site.
9 hours: “Good morning! Enjoy this ad mix of ladies being shamed for making bad coffee ((c)1950’s) “This coffee is criminal!” http://jezebel.com/5837009/men-sure-were-asshats-to-their-wives-in-50s-era-foldgers-coffee-commercials”
In their defense, shitty coffee is a way worse offense than mispronouncing syrup.
9 hours: “It’s not that cool but it feels really good to get in the car, put the windows down, blast Neil Diamond’s “Longfellow Serenade” & drive!”
We do the same thing in NJ. Only by law, the music has to be the Boss or Bon Jovi.
5 hours ago: “How’s your kid doing NOW? I haven’t seen a picture in ten minutes.”
Oh, Internet. Why do you allow annoying parents on you?
3 hours ago: “”I’m having trouble deciding on a new fall look. Not sure if I want to have a beach body, a revenge body or a post-baby body.
Does anyone have an issue of Cosmo I can borrow so I can translate this?
2 hours ago: “Maybe some day there will be a magazine piece on an actress that doesn’t start with how she showed up without make-up & ordered a big meal.”
Soon, with the Internet, you’ll actually have to watch that meal during the interview.
2 hours ago: “Ahem, @sarahcolonna ! Let’s just do this already. RT “@TScpVirgo Capricorn and Virgo work well together & seldom argue. http://www.zodiac-astrology-horoscopes.com/romance/virgo-capricorn-love-compatibility.php”
Sorry, I’m one of the two signs that believe that’s all bullshit.
Okay, let’s rate Jen’s tweet. It’s a nice mix of jokes, little behind the scenes and tons of replies, which I had to cut for space. So for Style, I give her a 7, for Insanity, also a 7, but for Mustness I give her a 10. That’s an overall score of 8. Totally worth a click. And if you have a suggestion for Twitter in Focus, email us here.
Drive, starring Ryan Gosling, Carey Mulligan, Bryan Cranston, Ron Perlman and Albert Brooks (of all people) is a taught, film noir drama set in Los Angeles. It’s one of these dark movies where almost everyone is bad and everything, no matter how well-intentioned, will blow up in the characters’ faces. And although everyone raves about this movie, it’s good, but not THAT good. Portions are just a little too clever by half.
Gosling plays the Driver, who has no name. By day, he’s a part time stuntman, by night he’s a getaway driver, ala a lower rent version of The Transporter. Cranston plays Shannon, is injured mechanic and mentor, who gets him jobs and keeps his cars working. Shannon is friends with Bernie and Nino (Brooks and Perlman), two Jewish gangsters. That’s a cool throw back to the Jewish gangsters of old. Shannon goes to them for a loan to by a stock car, so that Gosling can drive and make their lives good.
Along the way, he meets Irene (Mulligan), a single mom living in his apartment building. Suddenly smitten, the two begin what might blossom into a romance until Irene’s husband unexpectedly gets out of prison. Still smitten, Gosling decides to help her husband on a robbery to finally sever all ties with his criminal past. An awesome set up. It does take a while to get there though, so get comfortable. Much of the movie is slow paced.
The style, acting and tone are all right on the mark. Terse dialogue and slow, but deliberate pacing. The movie goes wrong in the practical matter of the events. It sacrifices pragmatic reality for a cool scene.
For instance, there’s a scene where the Driver is stalking one of the gangsters. The gangster owns a pizzeria. He finds him there having a wild party with his gangster friends, in a suit with some hot chicks. This doesn’t ring true for a gangster. What sort of thug, concerned only with his money and ego, throws a party in his dump of a pizzeria? I don’t have money and I could do better than a pizzeria for a party. I guess the film makers were looking to save a few bucks, but it just comes off as odd. Also, the movie goes out of its way to make sure the Driver does most of his action with a car, which begins to get a little far-fetched by the end of the movie.
And while Ron Perlman always makes a convincing, evil bastard, it’s kind of sad to see Albert Brooks do this role. It’s not that he’s bad, he’s just Albert Brooks, Nemo’s dad, killing people, cursing and being an evil thug. It’s just odd.
Finally, the crimes are a little vague. You’re never quite sure just where the money came from or why the gangsters keep killing each other over it. Maybe it’s because I happen to know a great deal about organized crime, but first, the East Coast mobster is from Philly. Even the most basic research on the Philly mob shows that raising the kind of capital stolen in the movie would be tough and why a mobster would bring so much cash out to L.A. to let it get stolen is beyond me. But assuming that could happen, it’s a little vague whether or not the mob guy in question (never seen) is a made guy or not. That makes all the difference in the world. If the guy is not made, he’s most likely on his own to get his cash back. If he is a made guy, chances are he’d have Family members descend down upon the offending parties quickly with a vengeance.
So an unlikely scenario is posited, the scary Philly gangster is alluded to as the driving force behind much of the killing, but you never see him, so the threat does not feel real.
Fortunately, the focus of the movie is on the relationship between the Driver and Irene. Since that carries the weight of the movie, the other details can mostly be overlooked. The final fight is odd and kind of unbelievable considering the previous scenes, but the ending is good.
So, in conclusion, there’s lots to see here, but it’s not perfect. I give Drive 7 out of 10 keggers. Although it tries a little too hard, overall, it’s a good movie worth seeing.
If your birthday is this week: Bad news, it turns out your birthday clown will be Bjork.
Aries: This week, your mailman will leave a Cleveland Steamer in your box. It’s a machine that cleans your rug and it’s manufactured in Cleveland, OH. Unfortunately, he shits in the machine.
Taurus: The porn fairy will give you an address to pick up your own shit. She doesn’t want to be seen carrying that crazy crap around anymore.
Gemini: You will give up your comedy act after your ventriloquist dummy commits suicide in your furnace.
Lemini: Your tech support guy figures out your problem. Turns out, you’re just incompetent.
Cancer: You find out that the reason your dentist keep advising you to brush you teeth with vanilla frosting is because he owns a great deal of stock in a diabetes medical supply company.
Leo: The stars say, cut the green wire and then run.
Virgo: After 1000 straight hands of Vegas-style solitaire, you’ll realize that you don’t do shit at work.
Libra: You will dream of making sweet love to a clunky robot and wake up and realize that you’ve cum all over your nightstand.
Scorpio: The stars say, you get thrown out of the gym for having sex with your trainer. Not because of the sex, but because you failed to wipe down the exercise machine afterwards.
Sagittarius: Your pizza will arrive covered in bottlecaps. You really ought to tip your pizza man more.
Capricorn: You’ll be mugged by a six year-old girl with a baseball bat.
Aquarius: Don’t listen to your car’s GPS. It’s trying to kill you.
Pisces: You’ll have a relaxing week at home, mainly because you’re too broke to go anywhere.
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