This is actually a cute picture, one of his better static 2-D images. He, unlike many men of his era, can carry off a hat. And I know he likes dogs. But really? Who thinks of these things? “Get me a puppy! And some soup!”
Ugh. The sweats! Has Vanity Fair decided to become the new Seventeen?
Again, why? Are these things planned ahead of time? First, we will do the puppy/soup picture, then put you in sweats. After that! Step into this sweater and these velour pants and look arty.
The other problem is that CT has a pretty limited male model look. (Paging Zoolander!) Above, we saw it face on, here he’s looking to the side.
This is the requisite scrotum photo. Though I actually like this one because he is squint-y smiling.
A view from the ranch.
Here we get his model look from the other side. And learn that the shirt above, in the black and white photo, is blue. And the “Marsha, Marsha, Marsha” part of me needs to point out that he’s not actually IN the riding ring, but standing right outside.
Yes, that is really the caption. With the exclamation point. Again, is this Vanity Fair or Seventeen?
Shot by Bruce Weber in 2001.
“Oh my god, is that his pubic hair?” Matt said, as I was walking him through the photo spread. Hmmm. It is. And I hadn’t really noticed, either. This picture was taken four years before he would appear in Coach Carter and five years before A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints, when an astute reviewer would comment that “the camera doesn’t just love him, it wants to marry him, settle down and have his babies.” Yep-per.
I sort of get this one, as the gist of the article is that Channing Tatum is big, but Channing Tatum himself seems to think he could be even bigger. And I guess he’s willing to step into an astronaut suit for a cheesy photo shoot.
I mean really Vanity Fair? This was the best you could do?
I lose songs sometimes. I will hear them once or twice, think, “that song is awesome, what is it?” and then, poof, it is gone. If I have no snippits of lyrics there is no way to find the song again and I have to wait until it comes to me.
Given that its subject was the incredibly un-sexy frustrations of a long-married, kind of boring couple, I’m actually surprised that this movie was even made. But I’m glad it was, because Streep/Jones/Carell were all incredible to watch and I loved how my opinion of the main characters changed and grew as the movie progressed, just as the characters were changing and growing themselves. This is one of the better examples of a “grown up” movie put out by the Hollywood machine.
Cost: free from library
Where watched: at home.
I’m going out on a (very firm and stable) limb here and remarking that Computer Animation and Dr. Seuss are a win-win. The computer animation world can bring to life the wild exuberance that is the work of Mr. Geisel. Though I was surprised a lot of the content of this book made it to the big screen–it’s fairly anti-capitalism–I found it to be a very good adaptation.
Cost: Free movie in the park in Vancouver.
Where watched: In the park (it was a big one in East Vancouver out on 138th street or something) with Kelly
In the spring and the summer it’s hard to resist the siren sound of the home garden. For some people, this is not a quiet whisper, but a shout: