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Perfect

 

There is a method employed by veteran whodunit fans trying to guess, well, who done it.  First, eliminate any obvious bad guys or, as one character in A Perfect Getaway dubs them, the “red snappers” (herrings).  Then, concentrate on whomever is least likely to have committed the crime.  If the author is skilled enough, he or she will still manage to fool you.  Sometimes, the butler really does do it.

I was able to guess whodunit in A Perfect Getaway, but not too early in the game. The movie is skillfully done, its Hawaiian scenery is breathtaking, and the actors are also easy on the eyes, so surprise endings didn’t matter all that much.

And yet, the brains behind A Perfect Getaway violate a cardinal rule of the “big reveal” school of filmmaking:  After the clever twist is unveiled, the film goes on … and on … and on.  It’s as if Agatha Christie had Hercule Poirot reveal the killer’s identity, and then devoted the next 25 pages to anticlimactic backstory.    Grade:  C+

 

Director:  David Twohy  Cast:  Timothy Olyphant, Milla Jovovich, Kiele Sanchez, Chris Hemsworth, Marley Shelton, Steve Zahn   Release:  2009



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Woods 

Ozzie and Harriet    OK, we’re all a little tired of this melodrama, but there are no “victims” in this soap opera.  Certainly not golf fans, who were foolish enough to put Tiger on his pedestal.  Not Woods’s wife, who had to know what she was getting into when she married the lunkhead.  Not the mistresses, who will rake in big bucks from porn films, talk shows, and Gloria Allred lawsuits.  As for Tiger himself, he will finish his “rehab” and go back to his enchanted golf career.

 

*****

 

Ebert

 

Roger Ebert    The esteemed film critic says he doesn’t want pity, but I feel I might owe him an apology.  In the past, I have occasionally befouled the comments section of his Web site.  Ebert would usually reply to my (sometimes drunken) rants, and he always did so in a civil tone.  He’s a class act who really is a victim, unlike that boneheaded golfer pictured at top.

 

*****

 

Shutter

 

Shutter Island    There is just one thing missing from Martin Scorsese’s Shutter Island:  fun.  The movie is gloomy, which is not the same as scary.  On just a fraction of Scorsese’s budget, the makers of Paranormal Activity at least managed to produce a few chills.

 

*****

 

KevinSmith

 

Kevin Smith     No sympathy for this guy, who got booted off a Southwest Airlines flight because his booty was too big for one seat.  I am a smoker, and I don’t recall the Kevin Smiths of the world standing up for us when we got the boot.

 

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Vonn

 

Going for the Gold    They tell us that the Olympics are all about team spirit and patriotism, but are they really?  I think that, at least for the Americans, they’re more about self-promotion.  When I hear a report about Lindsey Vonn, I’m not thinking about sports, I’m wondering how long before she follows up Sports Illustrated with an appearance in Playboy.

 

*****

 

Paranormal

 

Cheap Thrills    Ten years ago I made the mistake of believing the buzz about The Blair Witch Project, a low-budget horror flick that failed to horrify me.  Now we have Paranormal Activity, another cheap chiller, and … surprise!  It ain’t half bad.

 

*****

 

Nelson 

Down Home     This is Willie Nelson in a coffin, I have no idea why.

 

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 Swift

 

Taylor Swift    I’m sorry, but when she performed live at the Grammys, I thought I was listening to Mercedes McCambridge doing her devil voice from The Exorcist.  And people complain that the poor girl is being attacked?

 

Avatar

 

Avatar    Stop the talk about James Cameron’s Avatar setting box-office records.  When you account for inflation, Avatar isn’t in the top five all-time earners — and neither is Titanic.  What’s atop the list?  Gone With the Wind.

 

Bigelow

 

Kathryn Bigelow    Unlike Avatar, I’ve actually seen The Hurt Locker, which was … OK.  It will be amusing to see which movie comes out on top at the Oscars, Bigelow’s overrated Western or ex-husband Cameron’s latest comic book.

 

Lost Supper

 

Lost    Yet another show I haven’t seen.  Everyone is wondering how it will end.  I am reminded of The X Files, and I believe it’s a lot easier to come up with bizarre plot threads than it is to actually resolve them.

 

J.D. SALINGER

 

J.D. Salinger    For my money, one of the great intrigues of the 20th Century was the story of an author who, after penning a single literary masterpiece, pretty much dropped off the face of the media-hungry earth.  But enough about Harper Lee.

 

Surviver

 

Survivor    Jeff Probst and his gang of half-naked idiots are once again gracing the CBS schedule, and some of us couldn’t be happier.  There is nothing quite like pixelated breasts.

 

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There is little more exciting than finding out that a girl who you think is sweet and wholesome — maybe even a bit prudish — actually has a wild side. Or perhaps she is naive and has allowed some sleazy dude to convince her that sex on camera will be “fun.” Doesn’t matter to the viewer; we are just happy to get some close-up looks at the girl’s goodies.

Which brings us to this cutie. The pictures and videos below appear in no particular order, because we have, ahem, no protocol for that sort of thing. 

As usual, some of the images are apparently doctored — but not all of the images.

 

“Canuck”

 

 

We don’t know this girl’s name, but rumor has it she might be Canadian. So, let’s call her “Canuck,” just for fun.

 

The boys all seem to like her — or them.

 

Blacking a black girl … seems a bit redundant.

 

Have to love a girl who gives a piece of her ass to old guys. Fat old guys.

 

She seems to have a thing for white cock.

 

 

A girl’s best friend?

 

 

 

Short videos:

 

 

 

 

 

Seems to enjoy vanilla shakes.

 

 

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Scandinavian girls tend to be very liberal. But all the Lars and Svens in Norway and Sweden tend to have very pale skin.

 

So how can a girl prove her open-mindedness when it comes to equity in the bedroom? Answer: see below.

 

Viking ass crack.

 

When you go to a nude beach, beware of perverts with cameras.

 

Oh my. What’s a good liberal girl to do in this situation?

 

Give the boys what they want, apparently.

 

 

How do you say “piece of ass” in Norwegian?

 

Another girl who is into small-penis shaming?

 

 

 

Sven and Lars aren’t hung like this guy.

 

He says he forgot his condom. But our Viking girl can’t say no.

 

 

How bored she looks, now that she’s back with Sven — or is it Lars?

 

Dad Bod conquers the Viking queen.

 

Somebody suddenly has bigger boobs.

 

What tastes better: lutefisk, lefse, or Lars?

 

Norway takes it up the ass.

 

Must be another Swedish boy.

 

 

 

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One thing we know about women: If they can find a male who is foolish enough to let them mock his mini-manhood, they are delighted. Even better if the man can be identified (“dick pics” don’t qualify). Best of all if they can take photos or videos to share with other females — or post on the web. It’s the ultimate humiliation, a pure display of Girl Power.

Lucky for these ladies, then, that Rip van Dinkle, star of the Smallest Penis in Brooklyn pageant, has been such a willing patsy for them over the years.

 

Young Rip. He might be sporting an acorn, but he is sitting next to a topless cutie. Are you?

 

Many years — and pounds — later, the girls still like to fondle his junk.

 

Apparently, she’s watching it grow. Rip always claimed he was a grower, not a shower.

 

Never camera shy, Rip poses for a video. No doubt the ladies wanted a souvenir to laugh over later with friends.

 

The physical therapist seems to be trying hard to suppress a smile.

 

Are they requesting a urine sample or a sperm sample?

 

She is still holding back a good laugh.

 

Lady in red is either tickling him or wants to see if Rip has any balls.

 

If you’re going to laugh at a man’s cock, the least you can do is give it a good squeeze.

 

Two beauties and a shrunken pecker.

 

She’s being a bit generous with her manhood (boyhood?) measurement.

 

Did he get laid when the photo shoot was over? We certainly hope so. They owe him.

 

Different girl, clothes swap, same shrimp-dick assessment.

 

If your man has a noodle-dick, might as well show it off in public.

 

Oh, my goodness! Now we know what needs to happen for Rip to become a “grower.”

 

Last and certainly least, Rip’s 15 seconds of fame, flashing the audience at the smallest-penis pageant:

 

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