Scarlett Pages

B is for... The Return*

Last night the man and I watched "The Other Boleyn Girl," which I'd rented from iTunes. Overall, I'd rate it average. But it was one of those movies that makes me talk to the screen, which I know is really annoying. 

"Right, so as usual the women aren't worth anything and don't matter until the men need them to do the dirty work in their machinations to acquire power. Right. Great."

ARGH!!!! I know it was hundreds of years ago, but there's still plenty of bullshit sexism and men acquiring power and money for themselves off the labor of women all over the world today. Don't think there isn't. 

Anyway, aside from my general annoyance, I was distracted every time Natalie Portman, as Anne Boleyn, showed up on screen wearing a certain necklace. 

Didn't anyone in Hollywood realize that this is the same tacky necklace America Ferrara wears in "Ugly Betty" every week? 

Personally, I think it's tacky in both time periods. But that's just me. The one who watches too much TV. 

* Remember this.

Dogs vs. Cats

One of the blogs I read religiously is White Trash Mom. OK, I’m not a mom, but these ladies are so funny. Recently, the Queen of White Trash posted the diary of a dog vs. the diary of a cat. It’s hilarious. And so true.

I’ve also been watching "Dirt," with Courtney Cox, which they are showing on one of the channels here. I’ve gotten quite into it, mostly because I like the Don Konkey character played by Ian Hart. In a recent (for me) episode former child star Sammy Winter takes the tabloid hostage. Sammy is played by Vincent Gallo, who is so creepy and greasy to begin with, I don’t think they even had to “style” him for the character. At one point he notices Don taking pictures of his little white kitten, Tristan, and the following exchange ensues.

Don: I like cats. Cats are quiet and loving and they know when to give you your space.

Sammy: I say it’s dogs all the way.

Don: (while taking pictures of Sammy) That’s because you’re a narcissist. You can’t live without excessive admiration, adulation, attention and affirmation; dogs’ll give you that. Their love is like a mirror of how you’d like to perceive yourself as seen by others.

Strangely insightful. Another favorite line from a different episode is when a former editor and lover of Lucy’s says “you said you had feelings for me” and she responds “I didn’t say which feelings.” Freakin’ brilliant.

But back to cats and dogs, it’s like the saying goes: Dogs have masters; cats have staff.

Celebrity Look-Alikes

I was reading Judy McGuire's blog, Bad Advice, where I found this nifty tool from the My Heritage website.

While I suspect that the match has a lot to do with the angle of the photo and the lip color, hey, any day I'm compared to Scarlett Johanson is a good day as far as I'm concerned. Scarlett. Scarlett. See? It's destiny.

And never in my life have I been compared to such a bevy of Hollywood beauties. Although I do hate Michelle Rodriguez. Maybe if she had an expression besides the "I wanna punch you in the face" one she perpetually wears she might be pretty. Might. They seriously must have Photoshopped a smile on her to get this photo. I was so happy to see her character get shot to death on Lost.

But the rest of these ladies are pretty cool in my book--even if I don't know why Yamila Diaz is famous.

Do You Want Fries with That?

I find this story about the National Restaurant Association objecting to Nationwide Insurance's planned Super Bowl ad showing Kevin Federline (aka ex-Mr. Britney Spears) as a fast-food worker--which, let's be honest, is about all he's qualified to do--extremely funny. Somehow I think the "miff factor" of the trade association would be a lot lower if it weren't K-Fed, poster boy for loserdom, in the spot.