Seen here saying with her eyes “BABY BRAHIM! My face nerves got stuck again! Fetch the heat wand and start cooing out that ‘unfreeze chant’ I taught you!” at the premiere of her movie W.E. at the Venice Film Festival last night, Madge wore a dress with some butterfly shit on it that matches the butterfly decals over her boy toy’s crib in the nursery alcove next to her master dungeon suite. So maternal, that Madge.
Yesterday, I got into how Madge’s face looks like a par-baked chicken pot pie, so today I’ll just praise our patron saint of baby snatching for the latest wet dingle she’s added to one of the hairs on cinema’s asshole. After reading the rest of the reviews for Madge’s feature film directorial debut, it’s official: that shit sucks. You can always count on Madge to throw a piece of shit on the face of cinema decade after decade. In the 80s, she gave us Shanghai Surprise! In the 90s, she gave us Body of Evidence! In the 2000s, she gave us Swept Away! And now she’s giving us W.E.! I hope Madge continues to believe that she and movies go together like Lady Caca and her career. The Razzies depend on her.
And during a press conference for Madge’s movie about the Duke and Duchess of Windsor, she said this about Wallis Simpson:
“I identified with her in that I think it’s very common when people become celebrities or public figures or icons that we are often reduced to a soundbite and that you’re given a few attributes and then you’re not allowed to have anything more than that.”
Wasn’t Wallis Simpson one of Hitler’s homegirls? And Madge identifies with her? Madge is definitely threatening Mel Gibson with a good time. If Madge has got a Kabbalah bracelet cover, then Mel Gibson’s got time and a jacuzzi. Mad Mel will even lift his nuts and paint them Brazilian baby brown so Madge feels more at home.