Oh, Snap!

From Josh Levin's review of Meet the Spartans in Slate:

Friedberg and Seltzer do not practice the same craft as P.T. Anderson, David Cronenberg, Michael Bay, Kevin Costner, the Zucker Brothers, the Wayans Brothers, Uwe Boll, any dad who takes shaky home movies on a camping trip, or a bear who turns on a video camera by accident while trying to eat it.

I have to disagree. Three minutes of the inside of a bear's disgestive system might be worse than Meet the Spartans. But worse than one of Michael Bay's craptastic blockbusters? Doubt it.

Don't Believe Anything You See

For the low, low price of $10,000, Jezebel.com was able to get hold of an un-retouched photograph of Faith Hill that was--not surprisingly--modified before it appeared on the July Redbook cover. What was surprising: How heavily and needlessly extravagant the Photoshopping was.

Everyone knows about line smoothing and eye brightening. But moving hands, reducing an arm's width by half, reshaping someone's entire head?

Jezebel gets to the heart of the matter. And hilariously, too. Key quote:

3. THOSE CHEEKS: What exactly do you think she's hoarding in there? Snacks to get her through Ramadan? And boy could bitch take a little time out on that deviated septum...

Insult of the Day

From Defamer's story about Robin William's antics on the Today Show and his complete lack of blow in his blood:

"It's a vivid reminder that one needn't partake in drugs and alcohol to make a prolific amount of comedy--though they do tend to help immensely in making it seem funny."

Sooooo mean, making fun of someone's addiction.

Four stars out of five.

In Honor of Father's Day

Here's a guy proving that dads, too, can be assholes. I hope this kid puts him in a state home when he's old.