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Inspired by the WaPo and sorta by the Bruno skit where one has to choose between giving Jack Black candy or cancer, I ice man giveth to you, what will be in the mix in ’06, besides Raymi

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Transjewderaka How I Spent My Christmas Minus The Chinese Food

Munich
Isra(ising h)el(l)
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There are three types of Señor Spielbergo movies. The first, for which most identify him with, are the fun fantasy adventures (E.T., Indy Jones, Close Encounters). The second group, for lack of better words, are schmaltz-fest ’87s. Unfortch for us, it is this last genre that he has chosen to embellish (see The Terminal) in this early part of the 21st century (so far, WURST CENTURY EVER!). Even the ones that appeared to fit under the ‘fun fantasy adventures’ label, like War of the Worlds, ended up being overly cheesy and less captivating than a Kate Capshaw movie. And the last group contains his most important, mostest brilliant works out of his entire oeuvre: the historical document. Isn’t it safe to say that SS’ses two mos bestest mos vital movies without question are Schindler’s List and Saving Private Ryan (which begat the greatest porn title of bALLLs time: Shaving Ryan’s Privates!)? Well guess what, Munich is easily #3, and although may not have the gravitas of the other two, may actually be a more intense and fascinating picture. I mean, how many times are you gonna throw S’s List into yer DVD player again?

Yessurreybobbarker! The Señor is back, in a well welcomed return to form. In a year where question raising political thrillers (Syriana, Paradise Now, The Constant Gardner) are top dog, Munich is the top of the tops. There’s so much to applaud that I’d have to start 7 blogs juss to go into it. Although my dad found it a bit boring, and mumsy said it ‘isn’t her kinda movie’, I was hooked lined and sinkered from frame one til frame 48168764432628896, when it ended and I darted out to go pee. The only real problem is that it seems Señor doesn’t know how to end it or if he even wants to end his picture. There are almost more places for an ending than a Choose Your Own Adventure book. Before I ramble on with a can of Ramblin’ I’d juss like to point out four bits of Munich awesomeness:

1) A majority of the main actors playing Jews are not Jewish at all (cept Avner’s fly-arsed Semitic wifey and our bombmaker pal who directed the bestest French movie of the past 20 years: La Haine), and despite the fact of their non-Kosher-saltynessness they is udderly franztatsic at playing Jews!!! I was totally sold on the performances by the Jewish Caesar (who needs to be in every movie EVER!!!), the Jewish Bond, the Jewish Marquis de Sade, and the man who runs the show and steals it too, the Jewish Hulk. Yer all welcome at my Seder table any time!

2) While the plot revolves around the weighty ethical practices and implications of an ‘eye for an eye’ philosophy, the mos enticing part of it all is the cat and mouse espionage slant, hispecially when the cat becomes the mouse. Not to be confused Art Spiegelman’s Maus

3) Although a fictional account of actual events, Munich makes a perfect companion piece and follow-up to One Day In September (probably one of the mos well done docs me hath ever seenaged). Kudos galore to the bueno Señor who didnt bog down his film with all the details of the actual Olympic massacre that were already captured by the media’s lens, but instead dramatizing the bits that were not caught by any camera at all: the actual storming of the athletes apartment, the struggle inside, and the melee at the airport.

4) Dude, there are boobs, in a Spielbergo movie!!!

GO SEE THIS NOW!!! Cause you may end up havin sum Close Encounters of the Bestesist Kind!

Recommended for those who like: Amelie’s man, Lola’s man, and everyone’s man, Eric Bana, cause men want to be him and women AND men want to do him

Possible Porno Name: München Box

Unsatisfied with this? Go back and Netflix One Day In September again, unless you never did it in the first place, and if that’s the case, you boviously should have yer balls stomped on by the person sitting closest to you as you read this. Or for those who thurst fo even mo, why not N’flix Sword of Gideon which looks like a low-rent version of Munich. Peep the trailer

Further Fun: Visit the Olympic Park, the Olympic Village, and the site of the massacre, which now are apartments | FACT: Men’s Handball made it’s first Olympic appearance + Archery returned after a 52 year absence at the ’72 Summer Games | My dad totally sported the Mark Spitz porn stache in the 70s AND 80s, did yours?

Breakfast On Pluto AND Transamerica
Kriss-Kross Dressin’ AND Bobbitcisions
View Trailer: Pluto | Trans

Tis a bit unfair that I’m lumping these two tranny flicks together, considering they’re both peepage worthy, but honestly, I don’t have time to write two separate reviews that basically cover the same ground + I’d rather write more about Jews killing people. Anywho, Pluto is about a transvestite in 70s Ireland searching out his/her past, and Transam ’bout a soon to be a full-on transsexual trekking across America with a son he/she didn’t realize he/she had. Both kinda start up slow, but start to pick up in the 2nd act on its way to a fulfilling finale. While I favor Neil Jordan’s Pluto out of the two due to the fact there’s much more going on, Transam is still worth the trip to the uniplex. Both lead performances, Cillian Murphy as Patrick ‘Kitten’ Brady and Felicity Huffman as Stanley ‘Bree’ Osbourne, deserve O-noms. I mean, if Charlize can ugly it up in a mediocre flick and come out golded, then either of these mens/ladies should surely get a shot at it too. Again, I favor Cillian’s work, who’s havin one heck of a year (he outshined Batman in Begins as Scarecrow), in Pluto over Lynette Scavo’s in Transam, cause for me, C-Mur had the bigger challenge than Dirty Huff did, who simply had to lower her voice and not wear make-up, which sorta brought out her mannish looking self. If I someone doesn’t start paying me to write movie reviews, I’m gonna have a Transitny Strike!!!

Recommended for those who like: the androgyny HNotness of Jaye Davidson, Bryan Ferry with a pencil thin mustache, and this NSFWness

Possible Porno Name: Breakmyass With Your Platonic Cock AND Wet Hot Transamerican Cummer

Unsatisfied with this? Netflix Velvet Goldmine AND Hedwig & The Angry Inch

Further Fun: Facts AND Figures about the Transamerica Pyramid | Wondering what dat music playing in conjunction with The Best Christmas Lights Display Ever is? Why tits the TRANS-Siberian Orchestra‘s ‘Wizards of Winter’ [d-lode WMA file]

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Et Tu, Brute,The Barber Beefcake?

You knows I totally loves the women, I fell hard in love with Ciarán Hinds and his Gaius Julius Caesar salad dressing on TV’s Rome. We all knew the ides of March were coming, but I was hoping the writers would change their minds AND history and let him live, with the help of another Brutus. Maybe they’ll bring him back next season in flashbacks like Big Pussy on The Suckpranos, or give him a spin-off show where he eats grapes and rocks abacuses in the afterlife. Regardless, the show will suffer without the Hinds next year. Farewell my mos flavorite tyrant who’s hairstyle I rock

BEST IN PEACE

100 BCE – 2005

• Redskins blow

• Cuthies’ gearin up for England 2007, and we all would still bone her

• Czech out this highly Jewish trailer for Bee Season, co-starring the artist former known as the Thinker‘s mum

• Make your mark on the Martine McCutcheon Online GuestMap, cause you know you want to

• Episode III, abridged in lame, yet semi-amusing audio format [d-lode, via Glitter Glids]

• Coverpop

• And although it has jumped the shark, T-giving is and will always be the Jewish Christmas (cause Hannukah blows almost as much as the Redskins). So in honor of turkey, pies, and thighs, along with Gaius JC, I’m taking the rest of the week off (but anything can happen, so don’t quoth me on dat). MAZEL toast and rasin toast. Until we meat again, Reuben Droughns home and…

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The Kid Incorporated


Wud up wit the whoreingness ways of The Kid, as seen in our logo? He’s not only the face of The American Undershirt (now d-funct), but apparently has been moonlighting as the poster child of evil incarnate over at Family.org. Is he not satisfied with the life contract he signed with Thighs Wide LLC? Has he been consorting with superjerkagent Drew Rosenhaus? I even got em a date with Van Dame Dakota Fanning and this is the spanks he gives me? Look kid, like all the Ladies of Thighs, you too could get yer walking papers at any minute I’m drinking Minute Maid. So shape up or ship shup or shavel shnazle Shavlik Randolph. And that can mean only two things. One: INVASION. And Two: Paris Hilton is the 5th coming of HER ROYAL THIGHNES?#?!@#??@$ [via Alfie and Warwick Davis the III]


• CC the IV could not be reached for comment cause she was too busy appearing in fake NSFW photoshopness

• Ms Dunst and The NY Times are the latest to join the largest growing ultra gay ultra stencil font using political group: The Pink Party. Just don’t eggspect Andy Rooney to log on anytime soon… or to hang out with ‘negros’ either

• Gaius Julius Caesar loves fine women and wine, and offing Palestinian terrorists, with the help of his Hebraic buddies, the Hulk and 007… as seen in the FIRST Spielbergo Munich trailer

• Spiders have all the luck

• The skimpy black apron thingie kinda makes up for the overspraytannedness

• Lowell, the Sandman [via Pakula Shaker]

• Chances are it’s not going to be “up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, start.” …and at least it’s not Just Like Heaven: The RPG

• Why does my body jerk when I’m falling asleep?

• Why do I jerk off before I fall asleep?

• Free passes to Lord of the Rings Lite and Lame Ass Pseudo Graduate sequel

• Since I was wrong dead wrong about the odds I set last week, I’m going to go ahead and ruin the ending of Jarhead for ya: ‘Jesus Walks’ plays over the closing credits… review 4thcummin

• The Ali G NBA spots

• Speaking of… BestAdsOnTv.com

• The Ultimate Movie Meal Menu

• Almost more eggciting than a game of Ironman Ivan Stewart’s Super Off Road

• Miss McDonald, E-I-E-I-OMG

• And in clothing, SCLAPPY PAPPYpapsmear BURSTDAY TO ME!! Give me gifts and maybe I’ll add you to my Guy Fawkes Day greeting card distribution list next year. If not, fork you and the horse you banged last weekend. Anywhozits, enjoy these here pics of Winnie Cooper in Leia Episode IV gear…

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