Wednesday, March 18, 2009

James Franco: Biopic King?

James Franco is one of my favorite actors. He was so amazing in his portrayal of James Dean that I tend to think of him as an extension of the icon. His Independent Spirit Award-winning turn in Milk last year was also incredible and in my opinion was by far the most understatedly elegant performance in the movies during the past year. Now, James is going to star in Howl, a new movie about the life of poet Allen Ginsberg. And I must say, I like seeing him in glasses (that was my favorite part of the James Dean biopic). Now there's no doubt that James Franco has incredible comedic timing (just watch this clip from Pineapple Express if your not convinced) and he is great at creating new characters, but I must say that I think he is the King of Biopics. He's my pick for A Jeff Buckley biopic.
Also, I must say, it's hard for me to describe how much I love an actor who is getting his masters degree in writing from Columbia University and is writing a book. I salute you, James Franco, King of the Biopic!
Have a great day!
Love,
Elle Bunny

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Happy Saint Patrick's Day!

Could be a crackhead!

(Could be it's Couldbelline)

Have a great day!

Love,

Elle Bunny

Monday, March 16, 2009

My Favorite Things Monday: My Current Obsession: SKINS

I'm so obsessed with this show.

It's about British kids growing up in Bristol. They are obviously very into partying. One of them (Sid) lusts after another member of the group (Michelle, who just so happens to be his best friend's girlfriend), while yet another member of the group lusts after them and then feels dejected and tries to commit suicide (that would be Cassie, who also happens to be bulimic.) His best friend Tony is like an evil Zack Morris-Chuck Bass hybrid. And I love Chris, who is in love with his psychology teacher. They all have crazy home lives. Each episode focuses on a character from the group.
Basically, it's like Beverly Hills, 90210/The O.C-if all the kids were British, and by definition, more interesting. I love it.

Apparently, in Season 3, all the characters you fall in love with leave and they focus on Tony's younger sister Effy. To which I say, Boo, Chicken, because I love these kids, but, oh well. Right now I'm just enjoying the fact that I'm only 2/3 of the way through the first season.

(If you happen to live in England and stumbled across this blog, just ignore me. I'm a new convert and I know nothing).
Fun Cast Facts:

Tony is the boy from About a Boy all grown up. He's cute. And plays a lovable asshole. With a ridiculous comforter.
Dev Patel, of Slumdog Millionaire fame, plays a character named Anwar. He's lovable as well (but not really an asshole. I mean, he has his asshole moments, but overall, he's a nice guy).
So you should definitely check this show out if you haven't already (apparently it is playing on TV in America, but I haven't come across it. I heard about it from fans of Dev Patel and ordered it on Netflix). My favorite episode is "Maxxie & Anwar" in which they visit Russia on a field trip. Hilarity ensues.
Have a great day!

Love,
Elle Bunny

Friday, March 13, 2009

I think it would be more accurate to say "Hide your Womenfolk"

Yeah.
So I don't think anything that I could say about these pictures or this
article could really sum up the awesomeness of either one. I will say that I got into a car accident yesterday and I still managed to stay in a good mood (I'm okay; so is the other driver who was at fault; our cars are drivable just some scraped paint; the point is that usually if something like that happened I would be bummed out for the rest of the day). Chalk it up to the healing powers of Rob. So I'm just going to highlight some of my favorite quotes from the article, which made me giggle and left me in tears. Finally-a writer who totally gets Rob.

"He explains that the place he’s staying at in L.A. has a microwave, and that he’s never had a microwave before, and that he spends a lot of time looking for new things you can microwave. Those frozen cheeseburgers, from the store. A carrot. ""Pattinson says he’s always been hypersensitive about being looked at, that when he was a kid and somebody’d make eye contact with him on the bus or something, he’d freak out. He’s one of those tall people who hunch, trying to disappear. Then all this stuff happened. He wasn’t ready. His first thought, whenever he finds himself in one of these crowds, is always, Someone could very easily stab me."

"he isn’t complaining. We don’t want to make it sound like he’s complaining. But he can feel all of it making him crazy. It’s like being a fugitive in your own backyard. The other day, he went out, shook off three paparazzi-mobiles, hit the drive-thru at the In-N-Out. He was going to eat a burger in the car. He drove around and found a gas-station parking lot a few blocks away, intending to sit there and eat, “just hidden, in the darkness.'And I turn around,' he says, 'and in the car next to me, there’s a woman giving a man a blow job! Right there, in the car park!' This is what this kind of attention does to you; to do the things that normal people do, you have to go where normal people go to do furtive things.Somebody got pictures of him anyway. Hidden in the darkness! Like some kind of Hamburglar!""He tries not to go out if he can avoid it. Stays home, watches movies, microwaves. Mostly, though, he reads about himself on the Internet. According to the Internet, there is another Robert Pattinson out there, living a very different life. A creature of the night, eager to sink his fangs into anything with boobs and a pulse. All bullshit, Pattinson says, but he reads the stories anyway, out of a kind of masochistic narcissism.And he admits to reading it, which is the really weird part. He reads the gossip blogs and the Twilight fan fiction ('It’s surprisingly hard-core. And very well written'). He knows what the fake Robert Pattinson said on the fake Robert Pattinson Facebook page. (The fake Robert Pattinson claimed to have nailed Kristen Stewart. The fake Robert Pattinson was kind of like Chuck Bass, if Chuck Bass were uncouth enough to trumpet his conquests on somebody’s Wall.)"

'I literally have nothing to say,' he says. 'So I don’t think, Oh, I wish they’d asked me about my craft instead of my hair.'
Is there anything you wish you’d gotten to talk about in this interview?
'Okay,' he says. Deep breath. 'I fucked Joe Jonas.'
We knew it!
'I love him.'"

“'I remember when I was a teenager thinking my girlfriend was cheating on me, and going around riling myself up. Pretending to cry. It was totally illegitimate—I actually didn’t feel anything. I went to some pub and then went crying all the way home. And I got into my dog’s bed. I was crying and holding on to the dog. I woke up in the morning, and the dog was looking at me like, ‘You’re a fake.’
Was she actually cheating on you?
'No,' Pattinson says, laughing.
'I thought I’d seen her with another guy, but she wasn’t even there. I spent three days apologizing to the dog.
'"

"Pattinson offers us a ride to our hotel. As we’re getting up to leave, he glances out the window behind him. 'Well,' he says, 'you’ll be encountering the other end of it now.'

Pardon?

'The 14-year-old paparazzo is outside,' Pattinson says.

Sure enough—when we get outside, there’s this kid, a scowling Dennis the Menace type in baggy jeans, blasting away with a giant camera.

'You look really young,' Pattinson says to the kid, who’s backing out into oncoming traffic, still shooting. 'How old are you?'

'Sixteen,' the kid says.

...
We make it to the car and speed off. Pattinson’s old ’89 BMW finally died a few weeks ago, so he’s been driving this rented Audi S4. It’s a total junior-Endeavor-agent-on-the-make ride. We point this out. 'I think my agent does have this car, actually,' Pattinson says. Before we’ve gone fifty feet, the windshield steams up and Pattinson can’t see a damn thing. He hasn’t driven the car on a cold day before, and he doesn’t know where the defogger button is.He turns on the heat—'That’s supposed to do something, right?'—and then merges into traffic, still blind, cursing his way into the left lane. 'I think I’m better off on Melrose, because there aren’t any pedestrian crossings,' he says. 'You’re going to regret accepting this lift.' Then he hits another button. Success. The windshield starts to clear and at last Pattinson can see where he’s going."

A Lizzie Penny for your thoughts? Here are some of mine.

1) I have to try microwaving a carrot.

2) When I was younger, I was always paranoid when I was riding in a car that I would be killed in a drive-by-shooting. There was no real reason for this as I did not live in the ghetto, but it was always going through my mind and I was constantly slouching down in the back seat of the car. Therefore, I sympathize with Rob and his irrational fear that he will be stabbed.

3) I'm dying for someone to make a manip of Rob as the Hamburglar.

4) Bert is definitely reading Wide Awake and loving it.

5) Joe Jonas is a lucky son of a bitch.

6) Pattys (the dog and the girl) are lucky bitches.

7) Rob is the only celebrity who would offer an interviewer a ride home.

8) I hope Rob can adjust and reach some kind of peace about what his life has become.

Have a great weekend!

Love,

Elle Bunny

Thursday, March 12, 2009

LiveJournal Questions: Day 3: Introducing...Strut!

If you could ask your pet any question (and they could answer you), what would it be? Photobucket

How are you so adorable?
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Have you ever thought about becoming a model? Because you are so much cuter than Tyson Beckford.
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What is it like to sleep so much? Photobucket
Do you want to go fishing with your Paw-Paw?Photobucket
How is it possible you have already perfected your "Bitch, please" face when you are only one year old?
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No, really, how many hours a day do you sleep? And could we trade places for a day? because your life seems pretty sweet.
I'm so glad we found you!
Love,
Elle Bunny
aka Meowmy
(and yes, I know all the puns with the names are ridiculous, but it's what we do in my family. Don't judge)

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

LiveJournal Questions: Day 2

When you're stuck in a boring class or meeting, what's your favorite way to keep yourself entertained (or at least from falling asleep)?
It varies. Lately I've been trying to name all the folks who have taken the top spot on American Idol (try it; it's harder than you think).
At times you might find me trying to remember all the classes I took my Freshman year of college (That one year at Baylor, which cost more than the next three years at UT, certainly made an impression on me considering I have a hard time remembering 6 of the 10 or so I'm estimating I took. Sorry Mom and Dad). Sometimes I try and remember where they've had all the seasons of Real World.
But most of the time I think of different ways to annoy my boss,who is usually running said meetings.
Can I complain to y'all for a minute? Good, because I'm going to. If you don't want to hear it, just scroll down.
He is insufferable. I think he has been taking notes Michael Scott on how to be an effective boss. He always says things that are incredibly inappropriate. He uses my name over and over again when he talks to me, which is one of those things that always grates. He is a creeper--he's always just shows up without warning, usually when I'm reading about the Hot Slut of the Day. He talks too much about himself and how awesome he thinks he is. He talks way too much about his personal life and his stupid girlfriend who must be at least as weird as Jan from The Office (or else why would she be dating him?). And I have many reasons that I could go to someone above him and try and either get him fired or move to a different "Team". But I like my team--everyone but him. And I really love my desk--it's by the windows, so I have trees and sky to look at when I'm feeling trapped in this God-forsaken place. I love my neighbors-I can turn in any direction and talk to a person I adore. The one ingredient that sucks is my boss. And I'm afraid that if I go to his superior, she will see our not getting along as an "isolated incident" and move me instead of him. And in the immortal words of Michael Bolton from Office Space "why should I have to change when he's the one who sucks?"
Quick story of how he annoys me and how I handle it (passive-aggressively, of course):
My stupid boss has been copying one of the other Team Supervisors by having us sit with other team members for an hour and listen to their call-taking technique. Anyway, we have an odd number of team members and so he has to have someone observe him take calls for an hour (which he picked me for first, which thankfully, is over with). He was telling me about his awesome call-modeling was this month and how he just kept helping the caller and then he complained about a certain procedural issue. I agreed with him and then he just goes off on a tangent of "You should submit an idea on how to improve upon the current procedure. Because you know, it doesn't help to just sit there an complain." WTF? I was trying to be empathetic. He complained first. Then he goes on to say "When I was in the Navy" (did I mention that he was in the Navy? Because he was) "I used to complain about stuff..." At this point I tuned out and interrupted him only to say "When you were in the Navy, did you ever bust out into the Village People song? Because I totally would." He assured me that this never happened, and that my feelings on that were exactly why someone like me was not in the Navy, but I think that is a load of bull. Then he went on and on about he doesn't like musical groups-he likes bands but not groups (except for the Jackson Five and Boys II Men of course); he doesn't like The Village People, New Kids on the Block (huh?), *NSync (you're breaking my heart) or Wilson Phillips. How did he even make that jump? Like I see the road you're going down and then all of a sudden you are taking a left turn to the adult contemporary channel.Anyway, at this point, my friend Jamie who sits behind me turns around and starts singing "Hold On For One More Day" which I am grateful for, because I don't know what other excuse I could have had for laughing for the following 4 minutes.
So you can see why I hate him. Next thing, he's going to tell me he hates The Carpenters.
Anyway, some quick updates:
I'm in my house and we are down to about 6 or 7 boxes in the garage that belong in the house. We love the house--it is perfect.
Speaking of perfect, we got a cat. His name is Strut (it was Sterling) and we adopted him on Sunday. He is adorable and very cuddly.
I will be posting pictures of him and the house soon, but lately I've been so overwhelmed with stuff to do that I haven 't had time to upload pictures to my computer.
Have a great day!
Love,
Elle Bunny

Monday, March 9, 2009

LiveJournal Questions: Day 1

So, I'm on LiveJournal. And I happen to be a member of several communities, but I don't post blog entries there because that's what I do here. Anyway, I have noticed that they always have a Writer's Block prompt that is usually quite interesting, so I thought I would answer some of their prompts here this week. Here's the first.

You're packing your bag for that magical desert island that happens to have electricity, a TV, and a DVD player—what five DVDs do you take with you?

1) Steel Magnolias.

This is kind of a given. I love this movie. I quote it at least three times a day, and most of the time receive nothing but blank stares from the folks around me. I named my blog after this movie, and at around 2:45 every afternoon I feel the urge to jump out of my chair yelling "My reception. My RE-CEP-TION..."

2) Gone With the Wind. I'd like to think that I'm the perfect combination of Melanie and Scarlett, but who am I kidding? I'm the worst combination of the two--half of the time I'm a total push-over, the kind of lady who wouldn't notice her best friend making a move on her husband. The other half of the time I'm going off on somebody about something ridiculously unimportant, and can't see the forest for the trees. But you can be sure of three things--I can shoot a Yankee at 20 paces, I could turn curtains into a bad ass dress so I look hot to go visit my honey in jail, and God as my Witness, I will never go hungry. Ever. (Saying Again is kind of silly since I never have).

3) Sixteen Candles. I love this movie so much it makes my heart want to burst. The reasons why--Jake Ryan aka Michael Schoeffling; Sam aka Molly Ringwald; Long Duk Dong. This is the ultimate comfort movie for me. I feel like this is my high school biopic only my parents wouldn't forget about my birthday and I never ended up with the high school hottie. So I guess it's not at all like my life. But Sam reminds me of myself at that age.

4) The Holiday. I love this movie. It is a completely ridiculous chick flick and I kind of hate Cameron Diaz, but I love this movie. It doesn't get much better than Kate Winslet in a chick flick for me.

5) How to Be. Someday this movie will come out on DVD, and I'm hoping that it is before I end up on the deserted island. If I end up there after March 21 but before How to Be comes out, then I will take Twilight. Because I kind of love that movie. But I love How to Be a little bit more. Because Rob is an endearing loser and so is Art, the character he plays in that movie. To me, that movie is like the RPattz show. And he gets to keep the accent. Yum. But hell, I'll settle for Edward Cullen any day.

What are your top 5 Desert Island movies?

Have a great day!
Love,

Elle Bunny