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Graffiti-torial

The one-sheet for Scorsese’s ‘The Departed’ inspired a subway passenger to add some pointed graffiti-torial. DiCaprio has ‘ASS WISHER’ written on his forehead, Damon’s tagged with “CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE’ and Nicholson gets ‘AssHole TRUE’. Maybe this refers to their characters or maybe it's about their relative positions in the pantheon of Hollywood bad-asses. Either way I think it kinda works, although don't ask me to explain  how.

"And Who's On Top And Who's On Bottom Now?!"

Parker Posey wrote this monologue for her character Libby May Brown’s audition scene in Waiting For Guffman, but the scene didn’t make the final cut. The deleted scene is featured on the DVD, and it’s pure cutting-room floor gold, a deranged melange of bad soap opera acting and Flowers In The Attic incest melodrama. As Christopher Guest says on the commentary track about her dramatic pauses, “Parker seems to have a different sense of time than anyone else. It’s like the longer it goes the funnier it gets.”

College Sports Style Mavens

Sports Illustrated is featuring a tribute to college sports style innovators like Patrick Ewing here who’s singled out for his fresh take on the kneepad. I personally would have singled out the Wilt Chamberlain style old-school short shorts. All the cues these fashion hall of fame boys deliver are pretty good: the High Socks, the Half Shirt (super naughty), the Tattoo Pads and the Angry Kicker.

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Even The Noble Caveman Has A Price.

ROAST DUCK, MANGO SALSA. If you watched TV at all in the spring you saw the Geico commercials that descibed an odd, fully realized alternate universe where PC cavemen thugs still roam the land. The spots ran so frequently six months ago that the sour “I think I’ve lost my appetite,” line and blood-curdling facial expression of one particularly sour CM permeated my social circle. Now one of the cavemen—the slightly less pissy one, if my caveman-spotting abilities don’t fail me--is back in the first of a series of new spots. He’s in an airport heading off on a long holiday, his bags packed and his bank account bursting with out-of-court settlement cash from Geico. When he passes the offending billboard he’s racked with indecision, shame and regret at having sold out his morals and taking the dirty, dirty money. I don’t know if these ads are selling any insurance but they certainly are re-inventing the caveman.

Torture Is So Hot Right Now

As we slog throug the bizarre debate over how much torture is too much (I thought it was any) at least we can depend on sharp-eyed bloggers like Andrew Sullivan to dig up some hot prison porn-esque imagery like this.

Tracey Thorn Goes Solo

Tracey Thorn has a MySpace page with 3 different songs posted--there’s the acoustic number ‘Goodbye Joe’ from ’82, the trip hop classic ‘Protection’ from Massive Attack and a nervous slice of electronica from Tiefschwarz that she provides vocals for. The exquisite melancholy of that voice always hits a raw nerve of yearning and heartbreak regardless of the genre. Her inspirations are beautifully eclectic: Astrud Gilberto, Sandy Denny, The Specials, The Smiths (83-85), 'Ceremony' by New Order and 'Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves' by Cher. She also mentions singing with Jeff Buckley at Gastonbury-does a recording of this exist? Very Holy Grail of vocalists, that. Since Ben Watt’s busy buzzing around the globe mixing and spinning party house she’s taking a break from Everything But The Girl and has a solo album coming in February. Thank Christ. Now: D’Angelo and Sade, it’s time to get off your asses and get back in the studio.

Halston, Gucci, Fiorruci

The decadence, glory and absurdity that is Fashion Week is over. I only caught the GenArt show but it was remarkable how much difference good music would make for okay clothes where bad music would make good clothes look simply okay. My buddy Wilson Chan did the music for six show that week, including Zac Posen and Derek Lam. The playlists are below if you wanna work your own runway at home, and to hear the sets asgo toWilson’s own website, www.mrwilsondj.com

 

Meanwhile, at the NYT there was a sweet Men's Fashion mag this last Sunday with this friendly French fellow grinning at me. I'm heading to Paris in a couple of weeks to do a shoot for reFRESH and this image is inspiring me today.

Ladies And Gentlemen, Our New Guest Reviewer Weighs In On Young Master Timberlake's Purple Fantasia

Remember when Prince albums were totally cohesive and thematic? When Parade dropped you topless in the South of France, Sign O' the Times got you stoned on psychedelic black hippie/beat poet love and The Black Album left you stranded on some gritty street corner, bobbing your head to funked-out horns, sick beats and... "Blackness?" Well, there's a new Black Album out this month, almost 20 years after the original was yanked off the shelves for being too raunchy and experimental. Except this one plays like a drunken stroll through a sex-drenched, urban nightclub… and it's by a skinny white boy from Tennessee named Justin Timberlake.

Tyler Gage's Real Time Blackberry Trailer Review: The Black Dahlia

- jungle, natives, voodoo, bones in face "Mel Gibson's Apocalypto" how many jews do you think will go see that

- emma thompson, Queen Latifh, Emma's a writer, movie within a movie with Will Ferrel and Buster from AD. Dustin Hoffman as a shrink, book in movie I should say, "Stranger Than Fiction"...maybe

- world of future, woman can't have babies, bleak,
"Children Of Men"...our boy Clive and Julianne Moore...maybe again

- Barry Levenson and Robin Williams, talk show host running for president, Laura Linney "Man Of The Year"...hopefully good. God knows Barry Levenson could use a hit.

Now the poorly reviewed film that's supposed to be complicated so fuckk off

The Long Hot Summer Just Passed Me By

After two weeks in sunburnt L.A I returned to Autumn in New York. The light fell at the wrong place at the wrong time so that when I woke up from a jet-lag nap I wasn't sure what day it was, and the air was crisp and filled with all that Fall promise that I was entirely unprepared for.

Before I give into the seduction of turning leaves and the new season and unexpected adventure and transfomation, I just wanted to give a quick shout out to the summer that was. This photo was taken by my friend Jordon Nuttall on a shoot we did in Key West in March. It was summer there then and it still is. Ollie was this great kid we got for the project, and he brought his guitar along and played Beatles songs on the way back from shooting out on that boat graveyard, Christmas Tree Island. It was the last day of a crazy, hectic and gorgeous week of production, and this image will always remind me of Summer ’06.