The farewells of 2009: the L word

This year has brought along with much sorrow and plight, the end of "the L word". The groundbreaking series has been with us for 6 seasons, and with the initial surprise and praise for the depiction of days in the life of the Los Angeles lesbian community, later came all the unnecessary drama and the sluggish plot of seasons 4 and 5. However, the L word has introduced a couple of dozens of memorable characters, unforgettable performances, and along with them, celebrated love scenes that made a lot of girls sigh.


Who can forget Bette and Candace's illegitimate affair, starting off at the stairs of a respectable hotel? Cherie and Shane getting it on by the pool? Ivan in full drag, moustache and all, dancing for Kit? Thus, in no particular order, whatsoever, here are (most of) the faces that kept us company for 6 straight long years, (ok wrong term - gay long years), since 2004, the faces that forever changed the countenance of television!

Mia Kirshner as Jenny

Sarah Sachi as Carmen

Rose Rollins as Tasha

Rosanna Arquette as Cherie

Rachel Shelley as Helena

Pam Grier as Kit

Kristanna Loken as Paige

Laurel Holloman as Tina

Lauren Lee Smith as Lara

Leisha Hailey as Alice

Marlee Matlin as Jodi

Jennifer Beals as Bette

Karina Lombard as Marina

Kate French as Niki

Katherine Moennig as Shane

Kelly Lynch as Ivan

Daniela Sea as Max

Erin Daniels as Dana

Ganina Javankar as Papi

Ion Overman as Candace

Jane Lynch as Joyce

Alexandra Hedison as Dylan

Clementine Ford as Molly

Lucia Rijker as Dusty

Lena Headey special

As the year wears off, I am wondering, who has been the person I always wanted to write about but didn't? This year has to be Lena Headey, an actress that's so amazing and talented but wastes her time playing in horror flicks (being the daughter of a policeman, I suppose doesn't give you enough dough on the side).

When the TV series "Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles" (2008-2009) was butchered, I was one of those who gasped. But I wasn't surprised. Lena Headey was a great lead as Sarah Connor, just as Summer Glau was unbelievable as Cameron, the plastic, unflinching, emotionally dread-pan cyborg. But the male cast sucked big time: Thomas Dekker as John Connor was not the least persuasive, and Brian Austin Green as Derek Reese was a bit of the same- despite all the muscles and the fake macho attitude.


Too bad for Lena, whom we have seen in "300" (2006) as Queen Gorgo, and in films like "Aberdeen" (2000), "Mrs Dalloway" (1997) and "The Remains of the Day" (1993). My Secret Crush: "Imagine me and you" (2005) - sure not the masterpiece of a film but quite tantalizing as a romantic comedy with Headey as a... gay florist. Cast next to Piper Perabo (for the second time that year as they both made it into "The Cave" ensemble- another second-rate horror flick), Lena Headey managed to turn quite a few dyke heads.



"The paradox of love at first sight, the way we can differentiate it from lust, or merely confusion, is that it proves itself only by continuing to exist" says director Ol Parker in a very meaningful analysis of the "click" the two girls feel when they meet for the first time. "Imagine me&you" is an unusual film, in the sense that it is a gay film where nobody has to turn straight or die in the end. On the contrary: "There's no stupidity about relationships, no unrealistic, tired, comical misunderstandings". Girl loves girl, Girl gets girl in the end. Which is, in itself, quite a refreshing reversal of the very old & tired mainstream cliche "boy gets girl", or, whatever way you want to see it; the film flirts with mainstream, while at the same time denies to be that.


Above, Headey with her "Lotus Flower" tattoo on her back, in all her glory. Flowers, anyone? ;)



Of course, looking at the above picture, it's impossible to resist. Anyone would like to deflower THIS lotus.


Yes, you can like Lena even if you don't like chicks with guns...


Look at this warm, unpretentious, authentic smile. Isn't it adorable?



Simply breath-taking - don't let me hear you say "for a Spartan woman"... she's British after all.

Robbie Williams Super Fan Widget

the RobbieWilliams SuperFan contest!

It's high time I admitted it: Robbie is one of my soft spots. It doesn't matter I am an educated girl, with a couple of academic degrees under my belt. It does not matter that I have been exposed to "serious" works of art. When it comes to Robbie's charm, I come undone. This is my pop (trash?) side. I think "Rudebox" is one of his most under-rated albums, and "Escapology" one of the most over-rated.

Where others see nothing but a six-pack, I find elements of pop genius in his music, and even though some describe a wanker with a head up his ass, I think he is an intelligent man. When I listen to lyrics he wrote, I feel that they are often a sincere effort to express the unspeakable and ...Well! I know it's silly, there are probably a million people out there that got more talent than he does; but do they have an equal charisma, an equally titillating personality? The credit for the music and the lyrics should be alloted to his co-writters (like Guy Chambers, for example) who have also done some of the important work, but still...What a handsome bustard...Sorry, I said so-- Robbie is a soft spot.

So, naturally, I jump again at the opportunity of (yet another) contest- since it means, probably, that the person who wins will (maybe?) be able to meet in person with one of the most interesting figures of the music show business for the past 12 years! (The prizes have not been announced yet but it feels like it, the promotion is just too flashy). Here is the link: just visit www.robbiewilliams.com and enter the Superfan Contest.

How familiar are you, exactly with all things Robbie?

Questions like:
1. How many times has Robbie performed in Manchester?

2. Where was the Feel video shot?

3. What animal was held to ransom in the Road To Mandalay?
are looking for the answers...

My response so far is: 1. (six times), 2. (Fortress Mountain, Canada), 3. (a dog).


By the way, I won the last contest I took part in, so please, please God, why not make it a nice set of three, please! Then all I need to do is win this one as well, and finally get a job that pays....!

LoL

p.s. Are you a conscientious shopper? enter the www.getitnow.gr contest and get a job that pays, just by trying different products... ! all you have to do is make your own video of yourself, and your shopping habits.

The addic7ed.com story contest

DESPERATE, [ADDIC7ED] HOUSEWIVES, SEASON 11...*


He turned his head towards her and asked with slight remorse: “You hate me now, don’t you?”. She kept her head down and said: “I’ll never hate you. But after tonight, we’ll never talk about this again. Damn, I’ll never even…[continue]“... say the word 'lap dance' again" Lynette Scavo uttered, her cheeks blushing from too much vodka and her lips still a little bit smudged from the lipstick the lesbian lap-dancer had stuck on her, with her huge fat lips. Tom Scavo winked to Carlos and took the left turn at the next traffic light.

As they drove into Wisteria Lane, the comfort of the suburban street fell over them like a woolen blanket. Soon they were tucked in their beds, and Morpheus showed them mercy. It was a bachelor party that nobody would ever forget.

It had started as a joke among the youngest generation of Fairview; that Lynette and Suzan would make the myth of the "bitch mother-in-law" sound like a Christmas party. Porter was to marry Julie, and a second generation of Wisterians was about to begin. Their mothers were more excited about it than the time Orson Hodge was caught by Mrs McLuskey running naked at midnight doped out of his mind on a roofie that Andrew Van De Kamp was stupid enough to throw in his glass of red wine; as an appropriate revenge for the time Orson scorned him for changing boyfriends too often, which was Orson’s way of meaning that Andrew was a man whore. Mrs McLuskey covered the shivering, ecstatic Orson with a duvet and then she gave a call to Mike instead of phoning the police. The affair was hushed and it was never again mentioned in the presence of the Fairview men.

It was right then and there that Mrs McLuskey's quality of character started to chip in with the younger- well - let's just say less elder- generation of the women of Fairview..But I digress. Those two suburban housewives were determined to make Julie's and Porter's bachelor parties a twin pair of events that would make Wisteria History. Their decision was mutual and immediate. Lynette and Suzan just looked at each other and blinked. Of course men were instantly banned from any form of pitching in and helping out.

Julie said she'd rather die than watch her mom cheering and inserting dollar bills into men's shorts. Porter said that he would rather watch his mother in a drag than let her organize his bachelor party. Little did he know: of course Lynette was determined to prove that she could do it. You should never mess with Mother Scavo; it was a Fairview silent, yet well established truth. When challenged, it was just like a game of darts to Lynette. She could hit a 20 anytime, not to mention three ones in a row.

When Lynette talked it over with Suzan that same afternoon, and laid out the details of her idea for the night, her neighbor was suddenly evasive and strangely secretive about her daughter's party. Suzan, after enough pressure from Lynette’s firm hand, which took a few seconds (but no more than 15), she said she had second thoughts and she would rather work alone for a big separate surprise to Julie, than work with Lynette on a joined event.

When Porter Scavo entered the "Squeezebox" strip club, that late December night, and had his first lap dance, the men of Wisteria Lane were already drunk. By the fourth round, they were so drunk they wouldn't be able to remember their own names if you hit them with a stick. Right then, and there, Lynette Scavo entered the stage dressed up in a tuxedo like Marlen Dietrich in 'Morocco' - with a cane. She danced and sang "I wanna be loved by you", around her husband Tom's slightly (it seemed then) uncomfortable laugh.

Little did she know: it was her destiny to receive the pay-off for her set-up on that same night. Because right when Lynette was cheered off stage, a tall, blonde, muscular butch dancer, that dressed up like Zachary Levi in "Chuck" and looked a lot like Annie Lennox, hug her around the waist, and then lifted her up in her arms and kissed her, in front of everybody; then she casually walked towards Tom, as if Lynette was a feather in her arms, and delivered her right into her husband’s lap.

Lynette couldn't believe her own shame. She immediately wondered why didn't she stay home with her grandkids, watching reruns of 'Heroes' while the kidos were playing ancient Barney tapes on their old battered video; or maybe she could read one of those Hank Moody books. She felt so ashamed she thought she was part of a television show. She only wished the director would decide to put German subtitles for the entire sequence and switch her own character to a live performance of a Fassbinder nude. "I could be home, right now, watching the 11th season of House" she whispered to Tom in such a low voice that only he could have listened. She had recently grown strangely addicted to Hugh Laurie's wits and looks.

Just when she thought she have had enough of a ridicule for one night, Suzan showed up in a pair of denim dungarees. She made her memorable stage entrance holding a huge plastic water pistol, which she used on an army of six muscular men dancers; they gamboled around her in their underwear, swaying in the rhythm of "You can leave your hat on", dripping water while wearing only cowboy hats; and Julie's bachelor party was on without any more second thoughts...

Lynette turned around and noticed Julie and her friends standing at the bar, and laughing away at the whole charade. Porter had suddenly felt ill, according to Mrs McLuskey, and he has been locked up in the men’s room for the past quarter of an hour. The Mayer-Scavo’s wedding joined-bachelor-party did make Fairview history, whether Porter liked it, or not.


NOTE: 1. this is a fictional story for the Addic7ed Contest. Here is the homepage:
www.addic7ed.com

2. Any resemblance to the actual script of the “Desperate Housewives” was, I assure you, not intentional on my part. I am also sure that after reading this you realize how brainwashed I am watching T.V. series… LoL. Maybe at this point I cannot tell which ideas are my own and which are not!

(3)*. Today this blog's celebrating the completion of 111 posts..!

Contestants had to use the following words:
mercy, Hank, wisteria lane,quality,chuck, destiny,hero(es), Barney,subtitles, addicted

See all the contest rules here:
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Marilyn smokes dope

NEW YORK - A home movie showing a relaxed Marilyn Monroe apparently smoking marijuana has surfaced, retrieved from an attic some 50 years after it was filmed.

The reel-to-reel silent, color film taken at a private home in New Jersey was recently purchased by collector Keya Morgan for $275,000 from the person who took the film, who has asked to remain anonymous.

The truth about the iconic Marilyn has emerged a few year after it was revealed that Mona Lisa had a secret smoking habit as well- a habit Leonardo managed to hide under her luscious garments.

We should remind you that on Mona Lisa's case, the Pope had commented on the fact, saying: "It's a shock and a revelation, when we come to realise that for Legends, it takes all kinds". When he was asked what he is hiding under his own luscious garments the Pope refused to say.

"Ο Κυνόδοντας" του Γιώργου Λάνθιμου

Ο Κυνόδοντας είναι μια ταινία αρκετά περίεργη. Δεν έχει άλλο λόγο ύπαρξης, εκτός από το γεγονός ότι αποδομεί και γελοιοποιεί τις νεο-ελληνικές πατέντες σε ό,τι αφορά την στάση μας απέναντι σε όλα: χρήματα, οικογένεια, και κυρίως, την παθολογική αναζήτηση της "ασφάλειας"-για να μην αναφέρω ... και τις φοβερές μας συνήθειες σε ό,τι αφορά την χρήση του αυτοκινήτου.

"Dogtooth" λοιπόν (ή στα ελληνικά Κυνόδοντας), κι αν θέλουμε να το προεκτείνουμε, απλά το γνωστό σε όλους μας "δόντι", είναι ό, τι χρειάζεται για να πάει κανείς μπροστά στη ζωή σύμφωνα με το Νεοελληνικό Δόγμα. Είναι η κοινωνική επιρροή που έχει κανείς- ή δεν έχει- κι αν δεν έχει το "δόντι", το μέσον, κοινώς, κάποιον να λαδώσει, τον τρώει και τον καταπίνει η ανέχεια. Η νεο-ελληνική νοοτροπία, της κυρίαρχης ασφάλειας πάνω απ 'όλα (παρατηρείστε πως η στολή της "Security" Χριστίνας τραβά την έννοια στα άκρα), η υπερβολική προστασία των γονιών στα παιδιά τους, και το μάθημα ότι πρέπει να "γλείφουν" το status quo, για να πάρουν αυτό που θέλουν, αναλύεται χειρουργικά εδώ, στο μέγιστο βαθμό.

Συγχαρητήρια στην δημιουργική ομάδα για το όραμά τους. Ακόμη δεν μπορώ να ξεπεράσω το πιο αστείες στιγμές, που σχετίζονται με την άσεμνη χρήση των "απαγορευμένων" λέξεων. Όταν άκουσα τις λέξεις "ζόμπι" και "πληκτρολόγιο" στην ταινία, ξέσπασα σε ένα ανεξέλεγκτο, τρελό γέλιο. Φταίνε σίγουρα οι δικές μου κακές εμπειρίες από την "οικογενειακή θαλπωρή" (το μόνο που έλειπε ήταν τα κάγκελα, κατά τα άλλα ο πατέρας, σχεδόν φτυστός με τον πρωταγωνιστή).

Πραγματικά ευφυές, αλλά σχεδόν απρόσιτο για τα μεγάλα ακροατήρια- που είναι πραγματικά, κρίμα, γιατί ίσως κάτι να μπορούσαν να μάθουν απ' τον Κυνόδοντα...

Παγκόσμια ημέρα κατά του Ιού του AIDS

Σήμερα θυμόμαστε ότι 19 χρόνια πριν τα τραγούδια του Cole Porter διασκευάστηκαν στο
tribute album "Red, Hot and Blue" το οποίο πούλησε περισσότερα από 1 εκατομμύρια αντίτυπα και διέθεσε τα έσοδά του για την έρευνα κατά του ιού, δίνοντας παράλληλα μια σημαντική μάχη για να γραφτεί στη συνείδηση του κόσμου ότι υπάρχουν τρόποι για να καταπολεμηθεί η ασθένεια--και καλό μήνα...