Scenes from James Brown Dead at the Apollo Theater
Doree Shafrir · 12/28/06 05:25PMCaught outside the Apollo Theater in Harlem, people waiting to pay their respects to James Brown. Lots of dancing feet involved.
Caught outside the Apollo Theater in Harlem, people waiting to pay their respects to James Brown. Lots of dancing feet involved.
As a, uh, special treat for those poor suckers still stuck at work, we offer this clip of Men's Health EIC/subpar oral sex provider Dave Zinczenko on this morning's Today Show giving pointers on kissing. We like to pretend that he's actually talking about oral sex. Then we shiver and cross our legs tightly. Go home already.
Rosie. Barbara. Joy. That crazy religious broad with the menstrual cycle. While these pioneering feminist icons are justly praised in story and song, we feel that one member of The View has received far too little attention. We speak, of course, of the interchangeable black chick, the rotating cast member whose dusky presence provides the extra soup on of multiculturalism that makes the show just right. Here's to you, ever-changing black lady: You're living proof that as long as you're pleasant, photogenic, and, you know, black, you'll always have a seat at the table.
As the year draws toward its inevitable, disappointing conclusion (unlike this fucking day, which seems interminable) let's take a look back at the some of 2006's more embarrassing gyrations, courtesy of Gawker videographer Richard Blakeley. We do not want to see any of you doing these moves on New Year's Eve, or ever, okay?
There's probably one more day of this crap to be milked before everyone heads off for the holidays and forgets about it, but the latest volley in the ping pong match between Ms. O'Donnell and Mr. Trump comes from the former, today on The View. We imagine that we're not the only ones for whom Christmas cannot come soon enough.
Trump this, Rosie that. We needed a calm, reasonable, mature perspective on the whole Miss USA kerfluffle, so we turned to our favorite gravitas-dispenser, A.C. We weren't disappointed.
In the interest of fairness, we present you with Donald Trump's side of what is rapidly becoming the modern-day equivalent of the Lincoln-Douglas debates. We're sort of speechless, actually, which is just fine, because Trump won't shut the fuck up. Enjoy.
Well, they definitely have the whole video thing down, but SixApart may still have to work on that whole funny part.
It's been, what, a day since we've shown anything from The View, so here you go: This is a clip from yesterday's episode wherein Rosie O'Donnell issues a blistering diatribe against Donald Trump. We have to say that - apart from her blatantly offensive impression of the beleagured ethnic group of people with terrible hair - we're pretty much in agreement with her. Trump, predictably, is less so, telling the News in the classy, trademarked style we've come to expect from the man, that
We pass along the above Fox.com promotional clip for 24's upcoming premiere not only because the idea of Santa Claus using CTU resources to infiltrate a chimney-free stronghold is certainly cute enough to waste two minutes of an already useless pre-holiday workday on, but to point out its missed opportunity to appeal to the series' hardcore fans: When the little girl opens that present in the final frames, it really should've contained the freshly severed head of a terrorist (a double-agent elf who sold him out as part of a convoluted plan to divert a toy shipment to the Middle East?) that Santa had to kill to ensure the completion of his Yuletide mission. Still, not a bad effort.
When last we saw Brian Atene, the internet's best-loved, rejected Full Metal Jacket open-auditioner, he had suddenly resurfaced within the YouTubes to prove to the world that the twenty-plus years that had passed since the recording of his inspired try-out tape had done little to blunt his unhinged flair for the dramatic. Atene has returned once again, this time to offer a cheery, Beneath the Planet of the Apes-inspired holiday wish for the eradication of mankind, an ecumenical season's greeting that applies whether you celebrate Christmas, Hanukkah, or Kwanzaa. As we are wont to say upon the presentation of a video clip: Enjoy. Also: Death to all humans.
Though the real sequel probably has slightly more competent editing. Still, enjoy! Russian accents are inherently humorous!
This weekend's SNL debuted another digital short, "A Special Box" (think "Lazy Sunday," but with Color Me Badd and dicks in boxes instead of nerds and Narnia matinees) that NBC obviously hopes may inspire the same kind of viral video frenzy that the network enjoyed with last December's hip-hop ode to the simple pleasures of cupcakes and leisurely weekend afternoons, as they're already offering an uncensored version on their website, hoping to render obsolete the liberally bleeped clip originally broadcast on Saturday night that legions of fans have already let loose on the YouTubes. Above, we share the efforts of one resourceful YouTuber to set free NBC's unbleeped, schlong-positive version by streaming it onto a TV set and recording the result with a video camera; enjoy, knowing that we are probably only minutes away from a lame West Coast response to the video, "Cock in a KFC Bucket," courtesy of some publicity-hungry actors from recently canceled sitcoms.
With Chingchonggate seeming to have reached its merciful conclusion, we figure we'd give you one last bite of the apple. Thanks to the mash-up skills of Gawker videographer Richard Blakeley, you can recreate the feeling of frisson you experienced when first hearing Rosie utter those immortal words. [Note to local papers, David Patrick Columbia: This is not actually real.]
A teaser trailer for Live Free Or Die Hard intended to premiere in front of Eragon and Pursuit of Happyness today was "accidentally" leaked online yesterday afternoon by Yahoo! (the offending page was quickly pulled), a completely unorchestrated error that resulted in the clip's immediate proliferation on the YouTubes. (Egads! What will the studio do to counteract the publicity disaster represented by a fully finished movie commercial getting out 15 hours early? Heads will roll!) At the risk of becoming party to Fox's transparent ploy to build buzz for the resurrection of its moribund "desperate guy fighting terrorists all by himself" franchise, we present the teaser, in which so much shit blows up and so many cars are launched through the air in a single minute (without a hint of plot) that we wouldn't have been surprised to see the words "A BRETT RATNER FILM" pass across the screen.