Word: boyness
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Three tough guys stare daggers at one another in the prelude to a triangular gunfight. A pioneer woman carries water to men laying tracks for a railroad. A Jesuit priest contemplates a South American waterfall. G-men pursue gangsters across a bridge. A boy peeks through a projection-booth window to see a movie or through a keyhole to watch a beautiful woman slowly undress before her mirror...
...have had it with these mother-fucking snakes on this mother-fucking plane”? Maybe not, but Saget hopes the film will appeal to a wide audience. However, he knows his target demographic: “If you’re a 17-year-old boy and you laugh at poop jokes, I’m your man.” “Farce of the Penguins” adds to a long list of recent raunchy career moves he’s made. “The irony of my life is that one second...
...leaving what appears to be a run of the mill, middle-class household, only to get into what is clearly not a run of the mill Lamborghini. Jeezy dons gigantic sunglasses that serve to make his bald head look extra conical and ridiculous. Jeezy and his “boy Kells” then proceed to pose for the camera while a woman with a tarantula tattooed on her armpit moves her body voluptuously before the mural-covered, black and white wall. Cut to scene two: Jeezy sitting on his black bed, with the camera alternating between straight shots...
...alone” is just as fun as spending it with someone I’m dating. Especially in college—where my blockmates and I struggle to take any time out from classes, jobs, and extracurriculars—having a night dedicated to chocolate-eating, boy band crooning, and dining hall glasses full of red wine sounds just as good, if not better, than a hot date at Upstairs on the Square...
...publicity images don’t sit well with me. Perhaps it’s because the Harry Potter series is still being filmed, or because he’s underage (by American law at least), but something about these provocative photos of the world’s favorite boy-wizard is just creepy. I have no objections to his being in this play—“Equus” is one of the best plays I’ve ever seen—but its publicity campaign somehow cuts a little too close to the bone...