Movie. Star. He doesn't need to act - he's a movie star. He can wear shoes with socks on the beach at Cannes - he's a movie star. He doesn't have to make sense - he's a movie star. He can say painfully dumb stuff about the environment and politics (then fail to follow his own sanctimonious rules in his individual life) because he's a movie star. That's just the way it is, America. We don't have royalty or dictators. (At least not openly acknowledged.) (Yet.) We've got celebrities. They're famous for being beautiful and being able to project their personalities in our increasingly audio and visual mass market world. Not for being smart or wise or learned or otherwise good. They say and do dumb stuff and get away with it. They're excused and exonerated before the outrage is even reported. Sure, the a/v delivery system may change, but the celebrating will not. We just have to remember they're not brilliant or wise, no matter how hard they project these qualities, and not elect them to political office.
Am, my theory about all this hoo-haw about celebs and politicians is a hold-over from when choosing a leader was an important decision. Getting stuff done, like winning a battle required good leadership. Now we've morphed into god-awful sycophants.
That being said Brigitte Bardot is sex, Jane Birkin (who?) is cute, and Sean Connery is smokin' hot. Princess Di looks dowdy. Grace Kelly was a yacht girl.
And check out the chick in the second Schwarzenegger photo. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss 1977.
adamsunderground, I realized how much sun damage he had when I saw the close-up in Spy Game, a good Middle East spy movie with Brad Pitt. I was struck how he didn't let the camera shy away from him. It's one of those, 'okay, let's get this over with' things. Now I don't even notice when I watch the movie.
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Eat your heart out, Travolta.
Ow! My shoes are sunburned!
"When do you think they'll see I can't act worth a shit?"
Movie. Star.
He doesn't need to act - he's a movie star.
He can wear shoes with socks on the beach at Cannes - he's a movie star.
He doesn't have to make sense - he's a movie star. He can say painfully dumb stuff about the environment and politics (then fail to follow his own sanctimonious rules in his individual life) because he's a movie star.
That's just the way it is, America. We don't have royalty or dictators. (At least not openly acknowledged.) (Yet.) We've got celebrities. They're famous for being beautiful and being able to project their personalities in our increasingly audio and visual mass market world. Not for being smart or wise or learned or otherwise good. They say and do dumb stuff and get away with it. They're excused and exonerated before the outrage is even reported. Sure, the a/v delivery system may change, but the celebrating will not. We just have to remember they're not brilliant or wise, no matter how hard they project these qualities, and not elect them to political office.
Amartel, Great rant.
"Abe Vigoda?"
Am, my theory about all this hoo-haw about celebs and politicians is a hold-over from when choosing a leader was an important decision. Getting stuff done, like winning a battle required good leadership. Now we've morphed into god-awful sycophants.
Shoes...beach. Reminds me of another famous photo.
Cool v. Wise.
Truthiness v. truth
(and mathiness v. math, artiness v. art etc.).
Perception v. reality.
Take note of Butch Cassidy here; suntanning is the leading cause of Droopy Hang-Dog Face later in life.
That being said Brigitte Bardot is sex, Jane Birkin (who?) is cute, and Sean Connery is smokin' hot. Princess Di looks dowdy. Grace Kelly was a yacht girl.
And check out the chick in the second Schwarzenegger photo. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss 1977.
Lydia, GREAT photo!
You wanted a caption:
"The sun is inconvenient. Make it stop."
Rare photo of the exact day and location where 'global warming' came to be a thing of concern.
Where am I? The last thing I remember was partying with Hopper and Fonda.
"Where's my Lear jet that's flying me to Nova Scotia to see a total eclipse of the sun?"
lol Haz, you really nailed it.
adamsunderground, I realized how much sun damage he had when I saw the close-up in Spy Game, a good Middle East spy movie with Brad Pitt. I was struck how he didn't let the camera shy away from him. It's one of those, 'okay, let's get this over with' things. Now I don't even notice when I watch the movie.
I do like those shoes.
Wing-tip man, eh?
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