Category: Broken Girl Media

Film, Television, Radio, and Gaming

What do you think of Britney now and everything that’s going on with her?

I think she’s a sweet, sad, slow mom nearing forty who needs to be supervised and cared for by someone who sees her as more than a burden.

No teenager in history was ever as sexualized as Britney… if the video for …Baby One More Time didn’t do it, it’s a sure bet that those LaChapelle photos in Rolling Stone instantly created an entire generation of Dirty Old Men. The consequences of that are, in retrospect, pretty fucking sobering.

Sara Jean Underwood

Ah, Sara Jean… the last Playmate of the Year that mattered.

By 2007, Hef was distracted with The Girls Next Door and a New Media landscape that he was ill-equipped to navigate, and shortly thereafter, his dotage began to devour him. The magazine was never the same, and couldn’t find a voice for the future.

So in fairness, I’m not sure if SJU was truly representative of Hef’s taste —she had modest, natural boobs back then, and the man loved him some big, fake titties— but even if he just rubber-stamped his editorial staff’s decision, I’m giving him credit for making the right call at the end of an era.

Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater 1+2

Holy shit! It’s 1999 again, and muscle memory is an amazing thing.

Don’t get me wrong: I suck now, and wireless controller latency probably isn’t helping. But it’s been twenty years since I last played the PS1 and Dreamcast versions of THPS, and I was still able to pick up the controller and start blindly stringing small combos together without a refresher.

The updated visuals are gorgeous and don’t get in the way, but I’ve gotta say, I really, really miss the original THPS soundtrack. (I was also a fan of the THPS3 soundtrack… THPS2, not so much.) It’s nice to have Guerrilla Radio and Jerry Was A Race Car Driver on hand, of course, and I don’t object to the new additions… the experience is just missing a little something.

Between this and Nintendo working on Super Mario 64 for the Switch, I guess ‘90s nostalgia is in full swing. And y’know what? I’m good with that.

what are some movies that you consider to be must-watches? i’m a film major and i’m very interested in what your taste is. <3

For the purposes of this ask, I’m defining “must-watch” as a movie that’s something other than great… it’s personal to me in some way.

  • The Right Stuff: Because the Apollo astronauts are the only real heroes I’ve ever had.
  • Chinatown: Do film majors still watch Polanski? If they do, then you know that both Faye Dunaway’s big scene and the ending are the kinds of things I wish I could write. And you will understand why I mumble “apple core” every time I pass the cans of tuna on a store shelf.
  • Dazed & Confused: Nothing has ever captured the feeling of being a kid in the ‘70s better… not even movies made in the ‘70s. Also, I’ve eaten at the drive-in from the movie a couple times… the burgers are good, but mega-greasy.
  • Henry V: Kenneth Branagh reignited my love of language at a moment when it was flagging, and it’s probably my favorite first-film by any director. Trivia: it’s one of a handful of movies I own on laserdisc. The others are Aliens, The Madness of King George, Dead Again (more Branagh!), and a virtually unknown, unstreamable, and generally unpurchusable Tim Curry comedy called Pass The Ammo, which is significant for containing the following line of dialogue, spoken by a television reporter about a disgraced televangelist: “Privately, sources have told this reporter, ‘The crack of dawn wasn’t safe around that man.’”
  • The Adventures of Baron Munchausen: My favorite Gilliam, and it features one of the delightful, pre-Awakenings, manic-genius Robin Williams performances. I love it so much that I enjoy The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus more than I can justify, simply because it reminds me of Munchausen.
  • South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut: Okay, so Trey didn’t really know how to end it. Granted. But there is a short list of movie musicals that have embedded their songs in my brain —Grease, Little Shop of Horrors, Across the Universe, Hamilton, Jesus Christ Superstar, The Little Mermaid, Purple Rain— and SP:BLU is near the top. “Blame Canada! Blame Canada! With all their hockey hullabaloo and that bitch Anne Murray too! Blame Canada, shame on Canada… they’re not even a real country anyway.”
  • Jaws: The only Spielberg I can claim to truly love. (Loving Schindler’s List is complicated.) Robert Shaw’s soliloquy was one of the first performances I saw as a kid that really captivated me.
  • A Fish Called Wanda: Peak Kevin Kline, and I’ve always been a Cleese/Palin partisan.
  • Miller’s Crossing: Is The Big Lebowski more entertaining? Yes. Is Fargo more thoughtful and surreal? Sure. But I find my mind wandering back to MC a lot. “I suppose you think you’ve raised hell.” “Sister, when I’ve raised hell, you’ll know it.”
  • Babe: That’ll do, pig. One of the first DVDs I bought in ‘97, along with my first DVD player and…
  • Desperado: Robert Rodriguez has never been particularly good at crafting coherent stories, but he’s great at building amazing scenes, and Desperado is full of them. The opening at the bar is still one of my most beloved action sequences ever.
  • Heathers: I love it all, from “fuck me gently with a chainsaw” to the first iteration of Christian’s Jack Nicholson impression.
  • Citizen Kane and Seven Samurai: You’re a film major, you know why.
  • Scott Pilgrim vs. The World: I liked the comics, but the movie is just… it’s perfect. I haven’t loved everything Edgar Wright has done, but I’ll give anything he does a shot because of Scott Pilgrim and Hot Fuzz.
  • Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan: It’s ridiculous and glorious all at once, with the tone set by Ricardo Montalban, who’s sporting the goofiest chest prosthesis outside a Joel Schumacher Batman. “I’ve done far worse than kill you. I’ve hurt you. And I wish to go on… hurting you.”

This could go on for quite a while, so I’ll stop there.

hustlerose:

nobody has been bullied for being a nerd since like 1990 and star wars and superheroes and video games have been mainstream to the point of oversaturation for like 20+ years now and adult man babies still have a persecution complex. may divorce be with you 

This.

Virtual reality exists. I’ve watched Iron Man punch Thanos on a movie screen. I have a computer in my pocket that talks to the world. Girls play video games and watch porn.

Take away the pandemic, and this is life as I dreamed it. This is the life we worked to build. I *am* American culture.

There’s nothing more obnoxious than watching the winners pretend they lost.

painandprettybows:

bedtimestoriesforbrokengirls:

A Lie Agreed Upon

I pretend that I push girls to watch Deadwood because it’s the best-written show to ever grace television, and because Al’s relationship with his girls is fucked-up and hot.

But really, I just want to be able to call them “hoopleheads” and have them understand they’re being insulted.

The “Lie agreed upon” is your lie to yourself that Deadwood is the best written show to ever grace television…The fucking Wire would like a word.

McNulty: Let me understand. Every Friday night, you and your boys are shootin crap, right? And every Friday night, your pal Snot Boogie… he’d wait till there’s cash on the ground and he’d grab it and run away? You let him do that?

Kid: We’d catch him and beat his ass but ain’t nobody ever go past that.

McNulty: I’ve gotta ask you: if every time Snot Boogie would grab the money and run away… why’d you even let him in the game?

Kid: What?

McNulty: Well, if every time, Snot Boogie stole the money, why’d you let him play?

Kid: Got to. It’s America, man.

That shit is absolute genius. And every word from the mouths of Omar and Prop Joe is gold. It’s a great show, and arguably the most important of its time.

But David Simon ain’t David Milch. And while the things being said in Deadwood aren’t as socially revelant, they’re nonetheless ornate and beautiful little puzzle boxes made of words, and deliver a recurring, timeless delight I can’t get from The Wire.

So there.

Also:

  1. Santa Clarita Diet is (ahem) not to my taste.
  2. I like Olyphant a lot, but the best thing in Justified is Walton Goggins. Hell, the best thing in everything is Walton Goggins.

I was kind of bored by the first 30 minutes of Hamilton. The music wasn’t catchy, LMM is a weirdly limited singer, and I was settling in, ready to complain about the hype.

Then there’s King George, the wedding, the rewind, the transcendentally talented girls start doing their thing, the turntable bullet-time kicks in… and eventually, that little nerd with the limited voice made me cry twice.

So yeah… turns out the hype undersold it.