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...idea of the typical dorm room than to reality. The pulsing speakers blast songs full of dilemmas. One rapper just doesn’t know what to do with his car full of girls. Another complains, “Every other city I go, I see the same hos.” Tillery’s life, though, is less problematic—at least for now. By the end of the night, he will have been nearly brought to tears by a Tom Cruise look-alike, tried in vain to hitch a ride from the Quad to the Yard...
...Sick and Twisted Festival of Animation! Join such goofy characters as Radioactive Crotch Man and his squad of Erect Nipple Man, Coma Man and Old Man Man as they battle the forces of the evil Butt Pirate! See how Coko the Junkie Pimp relearns the art of slapping hos after a bout of amnesia! Or find out the true Christmas story in Pussy da Red Nosed Reindeer! Don't wait; start begging your parents...
...each other, but also survive a house stocked with everything but carrots and celery. In every corner, there will be pies and pastries, sausage and spam, cotton candy and candy corn, oil-dripping pizza, luscious string cheese, buttered popcorn, greasy potato chips, hot chocolate fudge, marshmallow stashes, twinkies, ho-hos, lard, etc. And to make things even more intriguing, the house also carries a complete indoor gym and a jogging track. After all, even the producers are alert to the fact that the most dramatic moments of the show will come when contestants indulge in melancholy, desperate eating binges, subsequently...
...pimps interviewed for this documentary strive to project a sort of outlaw charm as they recount their stories. To hear them tell it, they provide a useful social service while protecting their "hos" from the vicissitudes of street life. But repetition erodes charm. What emerges instead is a portrait of crudely patriarchal males, harshly exploiting pathetically damaged women, then perversely wasting their profits on childish displays of outrageous clothes and cars. Loutishness without self-awareness remains loutishness--and it is finally depressing...
...protesters' slogans didn't hit any of the stock environmental notes: the vanishing forests, the disappearing ozone, the timidity of the Environmental Protection Agency. Instead the activists aimed their hey hey, ho hos at an obscure global financial agreement of the kind that usually elicits yawns, not demonstrations. The accord is the Multilateral Agreement on Investment, which would prevent countries from favoring domestic companies over foreign ones and allow businesses to sue governments that they felt violated their rights as investors. And the man the environmentalists were railing against was one of the pact's chief proponents, Renato Ruggiero, head...