Beauty & The Hathaway
I’m watching the new Blu-ray of Beauty & The Beast – more on that later – but I found it really striking how much Belle looks like Anne Hathaway, who was 9 when the film first came out.
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It shows how out of it I was in trying to be in it, acknowledging that I was out of it to myself, and then thinking, “Okay, how do I stop being out of it? Well, I get some legitimate illogical narrative ideas” — some novel, you know?
So I decided on three writers that I might be able to option their material and get some producer, or myself as producer, and then get some writer to do a screenplay on it, and maybe make a movie.
And so the three projects were “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep,” “Naked Lunch” and a collection of Bukowski. Which, in 1975, forget it — I mean, that was nuts. Hollywood would not touch any of that, but I was looking for something commercial, and I thought that all of these things were coming.
There would be no Blade Runner if there was no Ray Bradbury. I couldn’t find Philip K. Dick. His agent didn’t even know where he was. And so I gave up.
I was walking down the street and I ran into Bradbury — he directed a play that I was going to do as an actor, so we know each other, but he yelled “hi” — and I’d forgot who he was.
So at my girlfriend Barbara Hershey’s urging — I was with her at that moment — she said, “Talk to him! That guy really wants to talk to you,” and I said “No, fuck him,” and keep walking.
But then I did, and then I realized who it was, and I thought, “Wait, he’s in that realm, maybe he knows Philip K. Dick.” I said, “You know a guy named—” “Yeah, sure — you want his phone number?”
My friend paid my rent for a year while I wrote, because it turned out we couldn’t get a writer. My friends kept on me about, well, if you can’t get a writer, then you write.”
~ Hampton Fancher
“That was the most disappointing thing to me in how this thing was played. Is that I’m on the phone with you now, after all that’s been said, and the fundamental distinction between what James is dealing with in these other cases is not actually brought to the fore. The fundamental difference is that James Franco didn’t seek to use his position to have sex with anyone. There’s not a case of that. He wasn’t using his position or status to try to solicit a sexual favor from anyone. If he had — if that were what the accusation involved — the show would not have gone on. We would have folded up shop and we would have not completed the show. Because then it would have been the same as Harvey Weinstein, or Les Moonves, or any of these cases that are fundamental to this new paradigm. Did you not notice that? Why did you not notice that? Is that not something notable to say, journalistically? Because nobody could find the voice to say it. I’m not just being rhetorical. Why is it that you and the other critics, none of you could find the voice to say, “You know, it’s not this, it’s that”? Because — let me go on and speak further to this. If you go back to the L.A. Times piece, that’s what it lacked. That’s what they were not able to deliver. The one example in the five that involved an issue of a sexual act was between James and a woman he was dating, who he was not working with. There was no professional dynamic in any capacity.
~ David Simon
They don’t look anything like each other. Jesus, Poland, this is a piss-poor pathetic to troll for hits. I thought you had hit rock bottom a few days ago when you posted the ukulele orchestra YouTube video that many folks — including me — posted three or more years ago. Not only on my blog — on the freakin’ Cowboys & Indians Magazine blog!
But this? Good God, has your traffic sunk that low? And you have the brass-balled audacity to accuse Anne Thompson of posting items to attract hits? At long last, sir, have you no sense of decency?
Leydon must be hammered tonight.
Also: LOOK AT HER!
LexG: Do you really think they look alike? Then you must really be off your meds.
If you insist on seeing Anne Hathaway as a Disney character…
http://www.hulu.com/watch/37754/saturday-night-live-mary-poppins
They kind of do look alike. Also she looks like my ex. Very much.
Maybe DP is hammered tonight? Apart from the brown hair (not even the same length/style/widow’s peak), the only other factor is the smile. I’ll give her that…
Also, arisp, give Lex your ex’s phone number.
My notion was not based on these two pictures. It was based on watching Hathaway’s face on film and then seeing Belle on this DVD.
Giant brown eyes, giant red mouth, the teeth, the hair color, the same eyebrows, the skin color… but yeah, otherwise, they look nothing alike.
I can only assume that was humor, Joe.
Pffft! Leydon would never stoop to your petty human “humor”!
Joe Leydon, ftw. Sometimes I think DP and JW just make up posts to give LexG a hard-on.
You would know a lot more about JW than I, Sasha.
I expect Lex to have a “forced to remove comments” level encounter with Hathaway in the next month or so. But I don’t see any extreme behavior by Lex in this thread. Joe’s the only monkey throwing their excrement here… so far. (And I still assume he was trying to be funny.)
The mouth is the only feature with some resemblance. It’s OK though David. You and Lex can fight over Anne in your dreams. :p
sasha stone is spot on
this is how it appears:
catching up on the blog, after (yet another) ENTIRE byob thread monopolised by creepy lex misogyny/gag-inducing ‘little friends’ infantilising/paedophilia and “look at me! look at me!” narcissistic wankery, you throw up this (what appears to be) little reward tidbit for your pet leikis-wannabe in what appears from the outside to non-psychics like a sad game of one-upsmanship with the supercreepy-dickhead whatshisdoodle from HE in vying for the commenting attention of the obnoxious super-dweeb lex who thinks he’s some kind of badass but is actually just a pathetic worm. lol (but mostly *shudder*)
that’s how it looks anyway
(hathaway looks nothing like belle, except for the smile, which is quite similar)
It’s really weird (or maybe not) the way they both seem to seek Lex’s approval or response. When the history of blogs are written, perhaps we’ll learn why…
i suspect we already know why…
First off, Leah, can you write your posts in English instead of New Zealandish or whatever language that is? I can’t make heads or tails of that fever-dream gibberish.
I can really, really assure that David did not post this to appeal to me or to get me to do a rant. Also, I like DP a lot, but I am all but positive he doesn’t post things SEEKING MY APPROVAL? That is so ridiculous it’s laughable. I would wager good money he didn’t think of me for a solitary second before posting this innocuous observation.
Settle down.
no sorry boss, i’ll write however i please.
“I can really, really assure that David did not post this to appeal to me or to get me to do a rant”
really? how could you possibly know that, petal?
(oh, and tell me to settle down one more time, hate boy, and i’ll fly to LA just to push your nose cartilage into your brain and watch you flail. i got a few friends right here that would gladly help)
“really? how could you possibly know that, petal?”
You can ask him. I fucking absolutely PROMISE YOU he didn’t post this with me in mind. Not only did he not post it to appeal to me, I’m 99% sure he didn’t even for a SECOND thing “Oh, if I post this, Lex will comment.”
Also setting aside your threat of physical violence, I get a little tired of hearing what a “pathetic worm” I am. Yeah, it’s just the Internet and I go out of my way to be a dick just to get validation, and not to play the “Who, me?” card… But it’s still unpleasant to read. What do you make of the fact that several MCN heavy hitters have met or know me in real life, and GASP, have usually reported I’m a nice, friendly, respectful guy who wouldn’t say a word of this shit in real life, and who would treat any and all women with utmost respect? It. Is. The. Internet. Everyone’s full of shit and bluster on the web. I am not a “pathetic worm” and I won’t even DIGNIFY that other stuff. Though yeah, I guess I kinda do like blonde teenage girls in theory. Same as every other man on the planet.
christ do you honestly think i’m threatening you with actual violence? get a clue
and i’ll stop calling you a pathetic worm when you stop acting like one. how’s that for a deal
“You can ask him. I fucking absolutely PROMISE YOU he didn’t post this with me in mind. Not only did he not post it to appeal to me, I’m 99% sure he didn’t even for a SECOND thing “Oh, if I post this, Lex will comment.””
again, HOW COULD YOU POSSIBLY KNOW THIS? very bizarre.
and edited to say: he’d never admit it anyway, so how you could know this is even weirder considering that fact.
Other than calling your web boyfriend Christian gay– and for the record, I have ZERO evidence or interest in Christian’s personal life, and for all I know he’s taxing sorority girls nightly, so I was using that in the meta-ironic sense where we all know it’s ridiculous and wrong but it gets a cheap laugh– what on earth is it that you’re holding against me over the course of, what, two years now? Are you REALLY THAT bonded with EVERY FEMALE ON THE PLANET that it bothers you when I gripe about women who you don’t know and will never meet? When I OBJECTIFY women because I REVERE their hotness? How does any of that affect you, and why can’t you just cop an UGLY TRUTH/AMY’S ORGASM “Oh what a SCOUNDREL!” finger-wag and admit that I AM AWESOME and you probably want to do me?
good grief, you’re a nitwit. here’s just a little taste from just recently (today even?) from amidst a sea of your other creepy infantilisation/paedophilia/assholery just in one single thread (if i could be bothered i could find probably thousands of examples of your idiocy):
“SHOCKER: Every “woman” complaining about that GLEE GQ cover is an unattractive feminazi.
Color me STUNNED.
Ever notice ATTRACTIVE WOMEN never complain about stupid shit? Just the fat clunky glasses TWOP types.
Fucking women.”
you’re a misogynist of the highest order, and the fact that you CAN’T EVEN ADMIT IT also makes you a worm of the lowest order. do you know what a loser you are to use the word ‘feminazi’? you don’t, do you. BECAUSE YOU ARE A TWAT
there, how’s that
your a manhater
there hows that
oh, good one! way to prove what a moron you truly are
so let’s get this straight: you go ON and ON and on about women, how much you dislike them, “FUCKING WOMEN”, and because i point this out to you and you are a man, I’M the man-hater?
classic
Whoa, where have I EVER said I DISLIKE WOMEN?
I love women. You know, HOT WOMEN. They’re HOT and fun to look at and I want to bang them. I love women.
On a more important note, I DEFY YOU to tell me there are ATTRACTIVE WOMEN who protest explicit magazine shoots or suggestive poses or pornography. Find me a HOT WOMAN who complains about that shit.
I DEFY YOU to prove that the ringleaders of NOW are attractive. You can’t do it. We all know that unattractive, bitter women are the only ones who protest Playboy or Leykis or sexy photo shoots. Hot women don’t worry about that shit because they’re too busy counting their money.
WINNER LEX
YEP YEP.
Loser gets a paid expense trip for one to a real country– AUSTRALIA– and a year’s supply of Karl Urban photos to jill to.
HAHAHAHAHA.
oh you sad little man, so pathetic i almost pity you.
shhh, here’s a tip: if you end a rant about feminazis with “FUCKING WOMEN”, you don’t like women. that you don’t realise this says it all. poor, poor dullard.
“unattractive, bitter women are the only ones who protest Playboy or Leykis…”
in your dreams, chubby. leykis is a fat bully, and i imagine women of every ilk and age know this. find me some attractive female leykis-lovers, dipshit. as for playboy and photo-shoots, nonsense. you have NO IDEA what you are talking about, you are a brainwashed puppet.
and telling yourself that feminists aren’t attractive is about the saddest thing of all (many of them famous actresses, no less!). that you are so delusional is a tad scary, really.
now fuck off and go have a wank to bella swan like the sad little pathetic worm you are, i’m drinkin’ with friends with whom i make movies. most of them are guys, and they all think you’re a GRADE-A TOSSER
ta ta for now, egg!
Wow, Leah, long as you’re playing the “MEN LIKE DRINKING WITH ME!” card, you forgot the usual “I WAS A BIKINI MODEL” line that’s supposed to get me reeling with shame and envy. When, in 1982? Plus how hard is it to find “bikini models” in a country with 19 fucking people anyway? “Chubby.” Yeah, day you throw up a CURRENT PIC instead of some 1981 shit shot from the Space Shuttle Atlantis and bounced off Drax’s fucking Moonraker satelites is the day I care what you think of my appearance.
But glad to see you’re still setting a sterling example, out boozing with lunkhead locals like the lush you are. Put another shrimp on the barbie, mate.
Oh, wait, wrong country. Have fun letting Alligator Bundee get in your pants.
I go to sleep, wake up — and sure enough, this post gets more hits than it has any right to. Yes, David, I actually was being slightly tongue-in-cheeky — I subbed “At long last, sir, have you no sense of decency?” for my first-draft “Oh, the humanity!” to keep from being TOO obvious — but, geez, what’s the old line about many a true word being said in jest?
Aw, fuck.
For a guy who has not been laid in a decade, should you really brag about what you know about women? MAN FAIL POWER.
Five Reasons This Blog Entry Failed:
1) They look only vaguely similar.
2-5) No one cares.
Why do people get so worked up about blog entries they don’t like? If I see something I’m not interested in, I don’t read it and move on. Very simple. With each entry should DP stop and ask himself if Keil Shults or whomever is going to like and approve of it?
“I love women. You know, HOT WOMEN. They’re HOT and fun to look at and I want to bang them. I love women.
On a more important note, I DEFY YOU to tell me there are ATTRACTIVE WOMEN who protest explicit magazine shoots or suggestive poses or pornography. Find me a HOT WOMAN who complains about that shit.”
No, Lex, no. You’re just wrong here. And you’re digging yourself in deeper. It’s Kristen Stewart stuff on Hollywood-Elsewhere and it’s Anne Hathaway stuff here. One just knows and so one covers oneself with a plastic rain hoodie and waits for the jiz to fly.
I think you’re a really funny writer, though, Lex. I am hoping you one day grow up into a decent man.
This thread is rather sad, really. A trifle. But somehow, it became personal and then hateful.
Probably time to figure out a way to break up the band. It’s embarrassing.
I’m sure that some of you will say that it’s my fault for indulging Lex, but you know, I indulge everyone. None of you have been silenced for losing your shit. None of you are forced to fight with him or anyone else. And of course, none of us are required to write and hit “submit” every time we have a thought.
Every post with a picture of an attractive woman is Lex Bait or some odd personal obsession of mine? Is that the thinking here?
And all this because I watched Beauty & The Beast and was struck with the look of Belle, which anyone is welcome to agree or disagree looks a bit like Anne Hathaway. Wild. And sad.
I didn’t say every post, DP, I know that wouldn’t be fair. Your Lex baiting has quieted way down but it got to the point where I could no longer read your blog at one point. I don’t see it like that now – and I don’t really blame Lex but I often wonder why you post stuff like this when you know exactly what is going to happen. Do you really not know that it’s going to be a stream of “LOOK AT HER” and “BOW DOWN” and “hot women this, hot women that”?
Not that you shouldn’t post that stuff if you are so inclined…but this is kind of comment stream you can expect from that.
I’d much rather you posted pics of Cameron.
David wrote; “I’m sure that some of you will say that it’s my fault for indulging Lex, but you know, I indulge everyone. None of you have been silenced for losing your shit.”
Me and Lex. You banned both of us for a time.
“None of you are forced to fight with him or anyone else. And of course, none of us are required to write and hit ‘submit’ every time we have a thought.”
Very true.
LOOK AT HER.
How can guys NOT be obsessed with wanting to date actresses? It’s ALL I can think of… Like the middle-aged husband who can no longer get it up for wifey because of his porn stash, I don’t even know that I’d WANT to date a
“regular woman.” It doesn’t seem EXCITING. FAME is EXCITING, and FAMOUS WOMEN are HOT and they show their feet in magazines and movies and they always have a GLISTENING SHEEN. Some REGULAR CHICK uses the bathroom and talks too much and tells boring stories about her friends and her Yoga class. SO BORING, not as awesome Anne Hathaway who probably does her ACTING when you’re hanging out and probably always has on some LITTLE OUTFIT.
Kristen Stewart, Dakota Fanning, Megan Fox, Amber Heard, Anne Hathaway, Rachel McAdams, Amanda Seyfried, Taylor Swift, Emma Roberts, Emma Stone, Emma Watson, Katy Perry, Jessica Biel, Odette Yustman, Carey Mulligan, Jessica Alba, AnnaSophia Robb, Aly Michalka Yvonne Strahovski, etc etc etc… These are THE GREATEST HUMAN BEINGS IN THE HISTORY OF CIVILIZATION.
THAT is who I should be dating. All of them. Preferably at once.
I’m not going to argue an idea that some of you have in your own heads. My primary interest in Lex has been trying to get the real man behind the character to do the kind of work he is capable of doing, not encouraging Vag talk.
And IO, yeah, you two were both temporarily banned. But only Lex had his entries permanently removed.
You would hate dating a famous woman, Lex… as most men would. It takes a guy with a very strong self-image or no self-image to be with a high-profile woman.
That’s not to say that the excitement of bagging someone who seems out of reach is not compelling to most men. Acquiring and keeping are two very different things, as you must know.
It is just UNREAL TO ME that there are dozens, HUNDREDS of LA-era movie bloggers and critics, and I CANNOT BE ONE OF THEM.
I do not want to actually write. I want to MEET ACTRESSES. I just want to TALK TO FAMOUS PEOPLE. I never meet or even SEE famous people in LA. They’re like SUPERNATURAL TO ME, but then I see LYT tweeting “OH NOTHIN, just me hanging out with John Malkovich,” or Poland interviewing THE ALMIGHTY GREATEST ACTRESS IN THE WORLD, or Todd Gilchrist all “Here’s me at the miniature golf in Sherman Oaks with Jack Nicholson.”
One of my main questions is, HOW do you guys talk to famous people? Aren’t you insecure? Doesn’t it bother you that they probably aren’t interested in YOU and probably won’t remember this, and it’s just one stop of a hundred in that very day?
I want to meet famous people, but I want it to be AS A PEER, like if I made a movie with Chloe Moretz and Dakota Fanning called FOSTER HOME or something. (Good joke.)
I just want to MEET and TALK TO famous people, instead of driving around Burbank in a dusty 1990 Ford and doing a WORKING STIFF job with people who AREN’T FAMOUS, in a town where doughy, broke white dorks have ONE shot at ANY type of women, and it’s not white starlets, but rather Latina single moms pushing 40 with nine kids, or Chinese chicks who just got here from Beijing last week. There are NO available Caucasian women for broke white males to date in LA.
They’re all too busy banging rappers.
Also, MORE IMPORTANTLY: What’s this shit about how I wouldn’t enjoy dating a famous woman? OF COURSE I WOULD. Because then I WOULD GET TO BE FAMOUS, people would TAKE MY PICTURE and FOLLOW ME and WRITE ABOUT ME, and thus every jarhead Ohio football fuck who beat the shit out of me in high school who now has a church lady wife and seven kids and wears his dress shirt tucked into his Dockers shorts with sandals would know THAT I AM FAMOUS and I AM BANGING GREASED 20 YEAR OLD STARLETS.
THAT IS WHAT IS BEST IN LIFE. TO CRUSH YOUR ENEMIES, and to BANG THE MOST FAMOUS AND HOTTEST WOMEN.
YAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, YA MOTHERFUCKERS.
I DEMAND that I MEET ACTRESSES.
I DEMAND IT.
Lex, stop being sad. It’s too sad to read this. You don’t realize that no famous woman were ever touch you with a ten foot pole – not because you aren’t “somebody,” not because you aren’t attractive but because you are Shallow Hal. No woman in her right mind, no girl even (Dakota Fanning? Shiver) would waste one second on someone who talks like you do. So it’s sad. I hope you evolve because underneath all of that layer of icky there is a decent person.
Sasha, you don’t think– seriously– if somehow I blew up, I don’t know, I did a YT video that got me in with the Funny or Die crowd, and I became the next Zach G or Danny McBride or Borat doing this shtick–
You don’t think I’d suddenly have a whole world of L.A. women willing to have sex with me?
THAT is the part I am trying to convey: I could look like Burt Young– and I practically do– but if I had ACTING ROLES and fame, I’d get any woman I wanted.
Russell Brand gets KATY PERRY. Borat gets ISLA FISHER.
I am doing the same exact kind of a shtick– not in terms of quality, but in terms of THIS IS NOT THE REAL ME, who is a painfully boring DOUCHE, a blank slate, with minimal talent and zero charisma.
One day I will date an actress. I WILL.
I wonder if this thread might have worked out better had David titled it FIVE REASONS ANNE HATHAWAY LOOKS LIKE BELLE?
Joe Leydon, FTW!
No, Lex, I don’t. This is what you have to do:
1. CHANGE
This is the other thing you have to do:
2. GET LAID by a woman who will agree to fuck you. Doesn’t matter who she is or what she looks like. You have to get comfortable with women – you are too afraid of them right now. You would be lucky to get ANY WOMAN so go and get one.
3. READ AND WRITE. Write a novel about a numb nuts hack trying to date an actress. Make it have a great ending where he realizes how shallow and lame he is and make sure not to give it a happy ending where he gets the girl of his dreams.
4. Do a book signing. Act all humble and sad.
5. If it is good it will get a movie deal.
6. That will get you an actress. They are more shallow than even you, Lex. If it means their career they will date you.
7. Get a clue. Hopefully that first girl you bagged when no one else would have you is still around because the actress will have long since dumped you because now she’s dating the director.
8. Realize the big picture isn’t dating an actress. I know, a long shot.
9. Almost die. Maybe that will get your head on straight.
10. Marry that first girl.
I was “married” for years and am never, ever going back to it. I never want to date any chick ever again for more than three months. Three months and out, on to the next vag.
Fuck marriage, and FUCK REGULAR WOMEN. They are BORING. But, yeah, I’d take what I can get now, which is nothing, but ALL APPLICANTS must be a) WHITE b) SKINNY AND HOT.
I can’t even get it up for any other kind. And I’m not risking getting some non-hot chick pregnant, which is a fate worse than death.
FUCK ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL THIS ANYWAY, cuz if I don’t get FAMOUS and 75K in my bank account by November 1, I am officially evicted, and have to move back to Ohio.
Poland, give me 75K. Or you, Sasha.
Not a loan, cuz I’m not paying it back. Just straight-up give me the money. 75,000 dollars.
Never hurts to ask. You’d be surprised what you can get by just asking, so anyone willing to make a donation to the KEEP LEX IN LA fund, e-me or tweet me, and I’ll give you an address to send check, cash or money order, or the name of a hooker who doesn’t have herpes.
Ha, just remembered in a drunken stupor, I emailed Poland the other night asking for money and making fun of all the other bloggers in LA.
Dude didn’t even respond. Guess I won’t hold my breath for that 75K.
Give you money Lex? Jesus. I’d rather watch Chris McCandless burn it on I5. You leave me speechless and all I can think is that some woman must have really hurt you in the past for you to be so loathsome now.
I was doing it to illustrate a point about Poland choosing to lambast Anne Thompson for running pieces on her blog such as “Five Things That Went Wrong With Wall Street 2.”
Beyond making the point that this entry is certainly no better or more worthwhile than the piece she ran, I really don’t care what either of them choose to post on their own blog. Although I must admit this one seems more worthy of a Tweet, but whatever.
It could be worse – we could be attacking Liam Neeson for not doing the kind of work he should be after the death of his wife. So cheers!
I can’t believe how lengthy this thread became. Is it worth reading?
Not really… My best friends are women, and I’ve NEVER been a guy’s guy with “dude” friends. Usually women like me, but I’m either stuck in the FRIEND ZONE or it’s Ethnic Chick O’Clock. I want a white girlfriend.
It is my GOAL IN LIFE to find an actual CAUCASIAN WOMAN in Los Angeles.
I sure as shit never see any in Glendale.
Again, Lex, you are just too gross in the head for any decent woman to want you. That’s maybe the point? Because if you don’t ever have to deal with it you will never get hurt. That’s my theory anyway.
And Christian, haha.
Sasha, I am painfully, painfully shy around women. Have been my entire life. I literally can almost not talk to women, because I was beaten and bullied and MUCH WORSE as a kid. I am TERRIFIED of women. TERRIFIED.
Now couple that with the fact that I AM UGLY, I AM FAT, I HAVE A BALD SPOT, I HAVE BAD SKIN, I AM GROSS, and I MAKE NO MONEY, and I also become SHAMEFUL, where I hide my face and cannot even look at women to talk to them.
I had a great girlfriend for many years in younger, happier days, but I’m so beaten down by lack of sex and lack of social experience in the last decade, I am too aware that I HAVE NOTHING TO OFFER ANY WOMAN, EVER, that I fucking DESPISE MYSELF and it eats me alive inside.
You think I AM JOKING when I see I think of COMMITTING SUICIDE every hour of my life???? I am a deeply unhappy person who has NOBODY and NOTHING that makes me happy.
My life has been fucked since AGE EIGHT, and it has NEVER gotten any better. And now I’m a failed MIDDLE AGED MAN who will probably die of a heart attack from 190/140 blood pressure and years of stress and anxiety.
Gee, how ALLURING does all that sound to any woman ever?
I hope I get hit by a fucking bus today. It might improve my looks.
Fuck everybody in this thread and on this planet.
I could give a FUCK about any of you.
But we love you, LexG.
Fucking life sucks.
Fucking sick of all you CELEBRITY-INTERVIEWING RICH WHITE ASSHOLE PRIVILEGED FUCKS condescending to me, like your little BULLSHIT CLUB is so exclusive.
Fuck you. I am smarter than ANY OF YOU.
I am smarter than ANY PERSON ON THIS PLANET, I suffer for your sin of being CLUELESS, because I AM SELF AWARE ENOUGH to KNOW that I am a piece of garbage, and you assholes all put on AIRS.
Hangers-on and POSEURS, oh COME READ MY BLOG.
Fuck your blog and fuck movie bloggers. Fuck critics.
You all wish you could be FAMOUS, you all wish those celebrities WERE YOUR FRIENDS, but they’re not.
THEY DON’T KNOW YOU, AND YOU’LL NEVER BE THEM.
FUCK ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL OF YOU.
Now give me 75K MOTHERFUCKERS.
Well, Lex, you can look at it like that (I don’t give a fuck if you give a fuck about me b/c you don’t know me) or you can look at it like this: you have a talent for writing that a lot of people do not.
That’s something. That’s a hell of a lot of something. You are engaging to read – that is a hell of a lot something.
I hope that you are at least writing books now. Not to meet women but because you can write.
EIGHT YEARS WITHOUT SEX OR A DATE.
YAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
MY SEMEN IS SO OLD IT’S STILL DRINKING ZIMA.
FUCK WRITING.
I want to be an ACTOR.
No one ever fucked a guy cuz he can WRITE.
I can’t WRITE for shit. FUCK WRITING.
Don’t be an asshole. Of course you can write. You do all of the time but you waste it on the blogs of others.
Oh and I forgot to say last time:
Joe Leydon FTW!
I have NO INTEREST in writing and NEVER HAVE.
I am only interested in FAME, and writers don’t get famous and they don’t get PUSSY.
Especially sadsacks who write ABOUT MOVIES.
Can’t say I’ve ever heard of Kris Tapley or Devin Fatassi plowing through a lineup of chick’s open asses.
Can anyone confirm that Devin Faraci is still a virgin?
Who would fuck THAT guy?
Well you don’t know of what you speak – Kris is engaged to a girl you would cut off all ten toes to date. I don’t know about Devin.
I know you don’t buy this line of bullshit, Lex. You know it isn’t funny and you know girls don’t go for it. Oh maybe a boyman on HE gets off on it once in a while. I’m telling you, write a book — you will get famous for being good at something.
Just don’t do anything stalkerish to get famous like Rupert Pupkin.
Yeah, “writing a book” is so easy and such a guaranteed payday.
I want INSTANT FUCKING FAME. I am not getting any younger.
With my health issues, I have only a 20% chance of seeing 45.
It isn’t a guaranteed payday – you’d have to hit it out of the park but it’s all you got. The standup stuff only takes you so far. Don’t Lenny Bruce on me, now.
Isn’t Tapley like 24 years old?
Who gets married that young? Who gets married EVER?
Lucky people, Lex. Lucky people.
LexG: It’s true. There’s a tragic lack of film critic groupies. But writers never get famous and never get pussy? Hah. Tell that to Norman Mailer. Well, wait, you can’t tell that to Norm, he’s dead. But if he were still among us, he would laugh in your face.
This is fucking ridiculous. I don’t want to DATE in the normal sense, like dinner and movies and awkward banter.
Fuck ALL THAT.
I want what I see on ENTOURAGE, which is VINNIE CHASE GOD going to CLUBS with his BOYS and like MODELS AND COKE WHORES AND ACTRESSES JUST COME UP TO HIM, and then he’s FUCKING THEM like 10 minutes later.
SEX IS A TRANSACTION. I don’t want to date or KNOW any chick, UNLESS she’s super famous, then it would be worth it. But I want SEX ON SIGHT like MOVIE STARS GET. INSTANT PUSSY, because I don’t want to GET TO KNOW some boring, stupid chick who probably believes in astrology. MEET AND FUCK, which is what ALL FAMOUS PEOPLE CAN DO.
I fail to see how ANY MAN ON THIS PLANET accepts that DiCaprio or Shia or Timberlake can WALK INTO A CLUB AND PULL VAG, yet they go along HAPPY to be a SUCKER, to be a SADSACK, to be a DOUCHE living a regular life with some NON FAMOUS, NON COKE WHORE regular gilfriend or wife.
I AM THE TYLER DURDEN OF PUSSY, telling ALL MEN to RISE UP, dumb that chick, and BECOME A FUCKING CELEBRITY so you can FUCK ANY WOMAN YOU WANT, ON SIGHT, through SHEER FORCE OF YOUR FAME, then NEVER HAVE TO TALK TO THEM AGAIN.
FAME POWER. REGULAR WOMEN ARE FUCKING BORING.
Regular women are boring and you are … so not boring?
Okay, too much time spent on this for both of us. I’m out.
Chris McCandless signing off.
Thanks for making me feel even worse about myself today, Sasha.
Victims R’ Us
Lex The Socialist Strikes Again.
Oh come on, Lex. You’re doing that on your own. I was ready to hang in there with you but the “white woman” “famous woman” thing just got to me. I guess I have to go and quote The Social Network, “you’re not an asshole. You just try so hard to be one.” Look, saying you’re a good writer is not nothing. The famous girl road? A road to nowheresville and maybe jail time.
If it’s really true I will NEVER have sex with a female celebrity, then why should I go on living?
That is the ONLY thing I have wanted to do for 30 years: Bang an actress. That and act in a movie.
Neither of which are possible, ever.
Everything sucks.
i wasn’t even going to bother with this thread again until i saw how many comments there were, then i couldn’t look away for the sheer number.
two comments stand out in the river of lunacy and useless attempts to try to reason with a narcissistic sociopath:
“I’m sure that some of you will say that it’s my fault for indulging Lex, but you know, I indulge everyone. None of you have been silenced for losing your shit. None of you are forced to fight with him or anyone else. And of course, none of us are required to write and hit “submit” every time we have a thought.
“My primary interest in Lex has been trying to get the real man behind the character to do the kind of work he is capable of doing, not encouraging Vag talk.”
DP:
it is in the wording of these statements that you yet again give away your blatant tendency to indulge/excuse lex’s behaviour, and the ongoing favouritism with which you treat his nonsense here.
“None of you are forced to fight with him or anyone else.”
really? none of “you” (which is obviously me in this scenario, but whatever) are forced to fight with “him”. interesting choice of words.
instead of saying, “none of you are forced to fight with each other”, which would actually include everyone, even lex, fairly, you chose to say, “none of you are forced to fight with him”. perhaps you don’t realise that this attitude sets lex up as the untouchable and everyone else as the ones making poor decisions.
no, we’re not forced to fight with lex, we can choose to keep out mouths shut and allow lex to spew his hateful, sexist, misogynistic bile with impunity with nary a word of admonishment from you, but when someone gets fed up with it and says something to him, WE are choosing the wrong path, not him, the chosen son? ‘shhh, just ignore the bully and keep your mouth shut, don’t say anything to piss him off and there won’t be a problem!”
well that’s nonsense and anybody with half a brain knows it.
and ftr, it’s not lex’s VAG talk that is so offensive – there’s a fair bit of perv talk here from many quarters – it’s his persistent, repetitive, HATEFUL comments primary about women and homosexuals that apparently doesn’t even seem to phase you.
i’ve never in my years here heard you once say a word to lex about his persistent misogyny and homophobia, only his vag/suicide rants. why is that exactly? is it because it doesn’t offend you personally? i know kamikaze stopped posting here because of it, how many other worthwhile commenters don’t post here because lex’s obnoxious free reign?
so please explain exactly why it’s up to US not to argue with lex, but never up to HIM not to argue with US? i’m very curious.
“None of you are forced to fight with him…” true, AND HE’S NOT FORCED TO FIGHT WITH US EITHER. and yet in your little talk above lex isn’t called out, it’s those who by your reasoning make the bad choice to disagree with the chosen son who are ‘at fault’.
and then you inexplicably go on to placate lex with this:
“You would hate dating a famous woman, Lex… as most men would. It takes a guy with a very strong self-image or no self-image to be with a high-profile woman.
That’s not to say that the excitement of bagging someone who seems out of reach is not compelling to most men. Acquiring and keeping are two very different things, as you must know.”
this double-standard and hypocrisy re: lex’s behaviour on your blog is consistently baffling. it’s your blog, do what you want of course, but at least be aware that your favouritism is rather glaring, and maybe at least try to conceal it a bit better if you don’t want it pointed out or for it to be an issue. better yet, perhaps treating ALL commenters as equally responsible for their behaviour and the altercations they get into would be a good option.
I can’t believe this has been going on all afternoon.
I can’t even start reading all of this. But I will answer one question in eye view of typing this. Leah… if you don’t want to listen to someone go on, do not engage them or you are a part of the problem too.
I am completely aware that, for better or worse, when I engage people’s comments in here, I am continuing that conversation. And I have to tell you, the complainers about Lex engage him a LOT more often than I ever do.
Of course he is responsible for his crap. And when he goes after you or Sasha or Anne Thompson, he is creating an argument. I am not going to speculate as to his motives. But it takes 2 to tango.
Truth is, when I see caps, I only read him to see if he is engaging in spamming the blog, requiring that I waste my time pulling posts and sending him a note asking him to keep it in his pants and sometimes even banning him for a while.
I like the guy he really is. But I have no time for Mr Vag. None. Mr Vag adds nothing to the conversation. And frankly, the real guy has refused my efforts to get him to do something productive enough times that I have stopped asking or hoping.
You remind me, sometimes, of someone’s sister who just can’t stand when her brother farts in front of her and laughs about it… and so he farts a lot more when you are in the room to react than he ever would anywhere else. And on cue, you get so upset and self-righteous. “I can’t believe you let him fart! It’s disgusting! And it sets a bad example!”
Lex likes to fart in public, Leah. As long as you keep reacting, he will keep farting. Once a month or so, I laugh at one of his fart sessions. Most of the time, I look the other way. It’s a fart, not a bullet… just like yours only smellier.
DP, that fart analogy went on way too long, bro.
He who smelt it…
No, I would argue that what Leah is reacting to isn’t Lex’s farts – which are non-stop (bow down, etc) – she’s reacting to the hate in his posts – the stuff about “fags” and the really mean stuff about women….just a guess.
yep.
holy shit, DP, once again you COMPLETELY miss the point. absolutely baffling. did you read anything i just wrote above? apparently not. it’s not lex’s “farts”, it’s his SEETHING HATE spewed on a constant, repetitive basis that goes by completely unchecked by you — and it doesn’t matter if i – or anyone else for that matter, there are plenty others that call lex out or are deliberately baited by lex – don’t respond, it makes NO DIFFERENCE to the frequency or number of hateful posts he makes, which often actually INCREASE over time when nobody reigns in his bullshit. so that shoots your ‘if you don’t engage he’ll stop’ theory all to hell.
“And I have to tell you, the complainers about Lex engage him a LOT more often than I ever do.”
THAT’S EXACTLY MY POINT. fucking hell, seriously, are you LEX-BLIND? it would honestly appear so, you appear completely oblivious to your enabling behaviour re: lex and have obviously not listened to ANYTHING i or anyone else has tried to tell you.
and you know what? your analogy of innocuous farts to the ABJECT HATRED lex spews here? extremely poor, and it really rather beautifully illustrates how you insist on and persist in minimizing the hateful bile lex spews all over your blog. you are bizarrely oblivious, in major denial, it’s just fucking weird. you really need to take a moment to COMPREHEND.
“if you don’t want to listen to someone go on, do not engage them or you are a part of the problem too.”
There goes your blog. No more Finke, etc.
just to add re: christian’s quote above, that illustrates in a nutshell your bizarre problem DP.
you blame OTHERS for lex “go(ing) on” rather than addressing the root of the problem: LEX. i’m not PART OF THE PROBLEM for calling lex out on his feminazi/”FUCKING WOMEN” hate posts, LEX is the problem, not me, sorry.
and saying i’m “part of the problem” is a perfect example of you transferring the blame from where it squarely belongs and the free pass you give to lex, for some inexplicable reason. blaming those who call someone out on their hateful bullshit rather than the person who says all the hateful shit in the first place is just plain moronic.
I don’t know how much clearer Poland could be that he doesn’t even READ my posts, so how is he condoning them?
He just told you, bird-brain, that he sees my name or the CAPS, and he SKIPS OVER IT. He doesn’t read it. He has no idea what I’m saying, he’s simply ignoring it.
(Gibson Voice) GET IT?
Judging from the number of comments that appear on threads where LexG does his thing — as opposed to the number of comments that appear on threads where LexG doesn’t do his thing — I’d say it’s entirely possible that David needs LexG more than LexG needs David.
that’s a bingo
Joe Leydon FTW!
Although I’m not sure that the ad people would be thrilled to discover no-one can see the impressions at the top of the page thanks to the ranting at the bottom.
BTW: If you have VOD — check out “Monsters.” Seriously: One of my favorite films of the year so far. It’s available through 10/28.
http://www.variety.com/review/VE1117942467.html?categoryid=2850&cs=1
HATHAWAY POWER
LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOK AT HER.
LOOK. AT. HER.
I don’t entirely believe that all are BOWING.
Anyway, I was RANTING to some coworkers earlier today, and I was informed that even if I DID get in SAG or a movie, I could probably have the DONAL LOGUE-DANNY McBRIDE type career I dream of…
But they said even then, there’s NO WAY I would get Kristen or Anne or Dakota. Like, LITERALLY NO WAY. This dude told me even though I’d be famous, I probably wouldn’t get REALLY FAMOUS 20ish actresses.
I was told I could get middling older actresses, OR non-famous coke-whore type chicks, but absolutely NEVER an actual hot actress in her twenties.
This makes me sad and I want to commit suicide.
Like even if I had a BILLION DOLLARS and was on an FX show, I couldn’t get with Anne or Kristen.
This makes me SO SAD. I ONLY want to date women on the list of actresses I posted above.
I AM AWESOME.
“writers don’t get famous and they don’t get PUSSY.”
Lex, do the names Arthur Miller and Marilyn Monroe ring a bell?
Yeah, Cadavra, a HUNDRED YEARS AGO, and Marilyn was from a different kind of era and had stately and cultured ambitions.
When’s the last time you saw Amanda Seyfried palling around with Dan Brown, or Megan Fox looking to get all over Dean Koontz’s dick?
Brittany Murphy and Simon Monjack.
Shannon Elizabeth and Joseph Reitman.
Proof that even schlubby “writer/producers” can date smoking young actresses.
Well, excuse me. I didn’t realize my examples had to be limited to the post-MATRIX era.
Again, Christian, WHAT HAVE I EVER DONE? Oh wow, I was rude to someone, but you seem to think that you being a complete ass to me and LEX is justify, but it’s not. You are still being a fucking asshole, so stop it. Stop being a fucking asshole. Please!
So what have we learned today? IF YOU FUCKING POST LIKE THIS, DAVID IGNORES IT! LONG LIVE THE NCR!
All “fucking asshole” aside, you were consistently rude with caps screaming obscenities, and you know this. It’s not a debate except in your mind. You and Lex are the only ones to be banned here, and to David’s credit, it takes an extreme amount of vitriol for him to ban somebody. You’ve defended Lex and yourselves as victims and that’s a joke son — you know a joke when you hear one, dontcha?
Again, if you don’t get the way I used the fucking asshole there then you know, that’s you, and this problem you have is you. You know why? BECAUSE YOU ARE FUCKING WRONG! Here is why you are wrong: I INSULTED PEOPLE WHO INSULTED ME! That’s right. I have never ever come at anyone with gun-blazing unless with provocation that you apparently believe I have never had, and that’s bullshit. You seemingly are pissed at me for defending myself and that’s too fucking bad Chris. Sorry. I have apologized for being too mean to one person but let’s be honest, that person is super bad ass mean to everyone and the dude who runs the blog seemingly stated as much.
You also want to know why I got fucking banned? AVATAR! David got sick of me pointing out the 3D bump in countless threads and banned me up until the point where he got over it because you know what happened. That’s not vitriol Chris, that’s not supporting a movie with a bump. If you got a problem with any of that, I know who your friends are on this blog, and I’d rather stick with the dude doing a CHARACTER then the person who believes that they know EVERYONE’S TRUE INTENT. That’s a joke, Chris.
Whateverthecase, your inability to get over it, sort of demonstrates that you are just being a fucking asshole to be a fucking asshole, and that’s fucking weak sauce.
Yes, good writers can get hot chicks. But artsy writer/directors can really get them.
Lex, you have to understand the whole Darwin mating circle thing. The alpha males get their pick first. So the guys like Ryan Gosling, Brad Pitt and others of their type get the prettiest girls. It isn’t always money, although Bob Evans seemed to get a lot of pretty girls with just money…you need to have a reason why they would choose you over a better option. It usually comes down to centimeters. How wide your jaw is, how tall you are, what you smell like.
But I do think you can sometimes bypass those rules if you maybe have money or have something worth getting, like inventing TheFacebook for instance.
And anyway, dating an actress is overrated. Look what happened to poor Richard Burton.
Sasha: Bob Evans gets girls with sausage. Oh, wait — wrong Bob Evans?