The Pineapple Express (pull out now)
August 7th, 2008 by Sarah Morrison
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I love tween movies like anything starring Hilary Duff or Lohan pre lezzy drug addict type flicks. I really love the one where Hil is a blogger and sets her mom (Heather Locklear) up with Mr. Big. (pictured above) I finally watched Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants this weekend. It was awesome. I am so excited for Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants 2 now. One of my all time favorites is the Princess Diaries. But, I Tivoed Princess Diaries 2 and finally watched it last night. It totally sucked. Giant bummout.
I think I am a 12 year old girl inside.
12:30 am mid slumber party. Help us!
Mom Jams somehow led to us watching clips from Beaches and singing Wind Beneath My Wings. Then logically cutting bitches with “It must have been cold there in my shadow” and throwing hugs with “You are the wind beneath my wings.” I then realized I wanted to really watch Beaches and asked Olivia if there were still video stores. She claimed they still exist. So I compiled a list of other tear inducing films I want to pick-up while at this alleged video store. My top ten (in no particular order) after the jump. Agree. Disagree. Add your own.
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This film is the ish. If, Like me, you’re too young to have experienced the lower east pre baby strollers and NYU students then check this film. It’s about Clayton Patterson a documentarian who filmed the Lower East Side for, like, years, back when it was “fun.” He documents the drug-art-mayhem to gentrification of the LES. It’s made by BENvsDAN productions, two guys who grew up in NYC and know it like I know Barbie. This is stuff your mummy wouldn’t want you to see…

Once again, my post is based on what my tv tells me to write about. She’s like God, but her omnipotence is super compact and limited to dumb people’s knowledge mostly. Anyway, the movie How to Lose A Guy in Ten Days is about a journalist who needs to write a story of the same name, but falls for the guy and is way bummed about having to rip out his heart ’cause her boss tells her there’s a deadline. Um…one time I lost 30 pounds eating nothing but cheese. See that? That was a lie. I can make stuff up because I have journalistic integrity and write pretty sometimes. Why don’t they start making movies about real life? We can call them…reality movies. They should probably star me.

I love When Harry met Sally. It’s probably one of my favorite movies ever. I was re-watching the other day and began to sorta think about the dilemma at hand. “Can men and women be friends?” Typing this feels awkwardly Sex and the City. Like you prolly picture me lying on my bed in a cute pair of panties and a tank top pondering this question, while smoking cigarettes, with a voice over coming out of my computer speakers. Replace voice over with Law and Order, underwear with a bikini bottom, and that’s basically it. I need to do laundry badly. I hate doing laundry. In case you haven’t the movie in a while…