Remember Ben Affleck’s enormous “what am I even doing, why is nobody stopping me” phoenix rising from the ashes back tattoo that he told us was fake and for a movie? Turns out it was real. I think we all just got a little taste of what Jennifer Garner must have had to deal with for years; Ben Affleck lying straight to our faces!
The Hollywood Hunger Games are being played out here in these streets and most of the town doesn’t even know that they pulled the short straw and have been reaped. Shoot a cannon for Meryl Streep and Rose McGowan. Both were critical players in the nasty game of “she knew” that The Guardian reports was devised by a right wing guerilla artist who goes by the name of Sabo. Turns out, the posters that went up all over Los Angeles this week bearing Meryl’s face with a red banner reading “she knew” across her eyes, were in retaliation for her politics. Her comments about Harvey Weinstein and the subsequent backlash were merely the fuel.
As we know, art is subjective and one man’s masterpiece is another man’s toilet bowl that needs scrubbing. They may be the same man but that man’s perspective is key to making a meaningful commentary on creation, representation and aesthetics. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and The Eye of The Beholder should be the title of a Lifetime movie based on controversial “well dressing” done in the likeness of Princess Diana in the quiet British town of Chesterfield.
I suspect that the events of November 8, 2016 sent a lot of us running for the nearest bar. Some sheltered in place under their couches, while others were sent running for the couch at their therapist’s office. No matter your politics, that day was a doozy and it had a lot of us shook. James Franco, America’s busiest beaver, had himself a good old fashioned “come to Jesus” moment.
Frank Ocean performed at FYF Fest in Los Angeles over the weekend and brought a surprise guest on stage for his performance of Close to You/Never Can Say Goodbye. The surprised and mostly delighted crowd were buzzing when everybody’s favorite stoner dad, Brad Pitt joined Frank onstage via split screen looking like a Sad Keanu who finally got Adele to answer his calls.
Have you ever been to a really bad, off-brand wax museum? They have them all over the world. I’ve been to a few, because I love terrible things. However, I’ve never been to Madame Tussauds. I just always assumed that they had some quality standards to live up to, given their name recognition and popularity. Personally, I have no desire to see an accurate representation of what Tom Cruise looks like in real life, or to take a fake selfie with Forrest Gump. I’m into outsider art, not tourists traps.
But then that version of Beyoncé (courtesy of Hip Hop Weekly) happened.