Director's cut

Jim is a great comic actor. He has the needed charisma and confidence to have a screen presence; more importantly, he has excellent timing and knows how to deliver his punch lines straight faced or over the top. A successful partnership was forged between him and director Tom which through a span of twelve years has resulted in numerous critically acclaimed and profitable flicks.

Lately, something has changed in Jim. He is still appreciative of his fortune, his fame, and the recognition of his comic talent; however, he no longer wants to be categorized as a comedy actor, a clown as they used to be called in the 30s. He wants to be taken seriously.

 

 

that 'ship' has sailed...

"there is a difference between negative (or positive) opinion and an observational assessment"

When it comes to rarities, this is what comes to most minds:

- Blue diamonds

- Uranium

- A straight politician (and I ain’t referring to sexual orientation)

- A girl who doesn’t think she’s fat

- A hippie who showers daily

Say bla

At the moment, the most intelligent thing I can say is: bla*. So, why don't I refrain from saying it and fake intelligence by applying the prudent art of silence?

A mine, a pressure pot, & a hash-slinger.

It was one of those times where I was having a seriously bad hair day. I looked all around the mine for a mirror. Wait a minute, I’m in a mine?! How the heck did I get into a mine?

Spell check: Freedom or Freedumb?

“They’re both pronounced the same way and rightly so. The latter is still not considered a legitimate English word. This should be addressed momentarily as such a categorization is direly needed. Is the problem with the former or with the latter?” That is what Socratease, whose name is coincidentally pronounced the same as the famed Socrates’ rhetorically asks.

Terrorists Ltd. presents Expendables 2

I think I will get complaints from terrorists around the world for such a comparison. Yet, after they watch it they will thank me for giving them that much credit! This motion (I can’t bring myself to call it motion-picture) makes solitary confinement sound like a rewarding Tibetan spiritual experience.

Nine-eleven, how odd...

The fall semester was about to start. I was at the University student lounge finishing up the yearbook with a few friends. Then, something happened.

Why my government makes me smoking hot

Yes, my government has made me smoking hot, i.e. angry.