So far, 10 people have passed out during screenings of James Franco’s new movie, 127 Hours. The movie is about a guy who goes hiking with few supplies and without telling anyone and then gets his arm caught under a rock. After five days, he decides to amputate his own hand to escape, and that’s what has people so fainty.
From the LA Times:
Although Boyle does not depict Ralston’s backcountry surgery in medical-school-like detail, his cameras do not shy away from some of the amputation’s grislier steps, such as when the hiker snaps a spaghetti-like nerve strand. Like much of the movie, the procedure is filmed in a realistic, documentary style, with the camera sometimes mere inches from Franco’s body. Boyle employs a variety of sound effects during the amputation, amplifying the bone breaks with a gun shot and the nerve-cutting with an electronic vibration. As he’s chipping away at his flesh, the hiker quietly says — in a line perhaps directed as much at the audience as himself — “Don’t pass out.”
I say this calls for bringing back the old school movie tactics- have nurses stationed at every theater, a Groucho Marx-style doctor making the rounds with a cigar and waggling eyebrows. Let’s do it!
Happy Halloween every year!
If any nostalgia-obsessed talk show (ahem, Fallon) wants to convince Mr. Curry to do a rendition of this song, I’d probably love it.
Inspired by a recent conversation Kumail and I had about disgusting shit we ate when we were kids, I made a Tumblr called “Gross Food I Ate as a Kid“. Feel free to go and submit your own concoctions, or just read all about a thing I used to enjoy called Bologna Cups.
A bunch of Internet experts try to explain why cats dominate in cute Internet stuff:
When a dog gets in a box, it’s because he desperately wants you to think he’s cool. When a cat does it, it’s because it suddenly felt like the right thing to do at the time. More often than not, it totally was… The many Keyboard Dogs were a failure not just because they came second, but because they were enjoying themselves far too much.
Wes Anderson-themed wedding videos: the source of a brand new emotion that is half vomiting and half charm. I wrote it for Lemondrop!
A great little opinion piece on why Google will never be better than just asking someone, at Tech Crunch.
The neuroscience behind falling in love, finally uncovered!
Here are some fun legal things you can do on a plane- it’s Fun with TSA!
I watched $#*! My Dad Says for four whole episodes for TV.com. I hope they appreciated it.
I wrote up a thing for the adorable rom-com Must Love Jaws for Lemondrop.
Andy Dick exposed himself at a coffeeshop this week. It must be time for the Winter Solstice again.
MC Hammer, upset about being name-checked by Jay-Z in a song, is recording an entire Jay-Z dis album. Yup. It’s called Better Run Run. This is either genius or completely delusional.
The rant I wrote about the Marie Claire fat fracas was rerun on Lemondrop and AOL. They made some sweet edits too. Go check in on all the insane comments.
This comes courtesy of Tim Rice, a guy who I have 70 friends in common with but I don’t think I’ve ever met.
I took many Spanish classes in college, but one semester I found kindred, sarcastic spirits in two of my classmates, Robin and Kris. Over the years Robin and I lost touch, but Kris, who was in an incredibly popular sketch comedy group called Seriously Hilarious, and I stayed in touch. He’s just always been a funny and creative dude, and so I was happy that we were both going to be living in LA at the same time. We’ve not seen each other much since I moved here, mainly because, as I expected, Kris got a job working on an amazing TV show.
I tried to weasel in some hangout time under the pretense of getting some promotional materials for his show for The Meltdown, but that didn’t work out. What did work out was that last night he brought me this from the show he’s working on:
Thanks to The Daily What for bringing me something I didn’t even realize I wanted: pictures of tiny pies being hurled at insects.