Letter to the Academy

29 01 2009

Below is an open letter to the Oscar panel, as well as a picture of 2006 Best Picture winner, Trash.

Dear Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences, 
        
As a devoted watcher of your annual awards ceremony, I’m writing in regards to the recent nominations made public last week. Though your opinion is held at the highest rung of the Hollywood status ladder, just above Pauly Shore and right below Jamie Kennedy, I have one simple question regarding your choices for the 81st annual awards nominees: Were you fucking high? Or, excuse me, how high were you?

Pardon my adjective choice, but there are a few points present in the nominations that lead me to believe, after careful examination of all other alternatives, that the entire academy was blazed out of their minds while choosing the nominees.

First of all, the only explanation for Revolutionary Road being almost completely shut out of the nominations (save Michael Shannon’s role as Crazy Guy), was that you were so high that you thought it was the 2007 film Reservation Road, and decided that no, Joaquin Phoenix did not deserve a nom after retiring to turn into a homeless rap artist and announcing that he “leaves Hollywood to Casey Affleck.” Pull the joint away from your lips, Academy, Kate and Leo at least deserved acting noms for being able to yell that loud for an extended amount of time. 

Second on the list, no Bruce? WTF! The Peter Gabriel song from WALL-E is a given, so no harm done with that choice. For everyone’s sake I hope the performance of “Down to Earth” is John Cusack holding up a boom box on stage for the entirety of the song. Now we get into shady territory. TWO songs from Slumdog? By the composer? Now, I realize they can’t be in score because they have lyrics, but both? Here’s how that happened: “Hey….dude…you know what would be sooooo fuckin rad? If those people in that Who Wants to be a Millionaire movie did that funny dance scene at the Oscars. Haha…let’s…let’s vote that song in. Let’s do it. I dare you.”

Next, I move on to The Dark Knight. Why, may I ask, isn’t it nominated for Best Picture? It’s only the second-highest-grossing movie of all time…and it’s only had the most nominations for awards shows over any film this year. No big deal. It’s a silly comic book movie, right? I mean…it’s about guys in capes and makeup! That would disgrace the Academy’s good name. This leads me to assume that you actually LOVE The Dark Knight, but are hiding your stoner, comic book-reading habits by force-feeding us intense dramas about the Holocaust and Brad Pitt wearing various levels of age makeup. Seriously, though…why no Chris Nolan?

Lastly, I bring my strongest point. Kate Winslet nominated for Best Actress for The Reader? It was a great performance, but it’s a supporting role. She’s won literally every award for the Supporting category, and the studio tried to tell you that it was a supporting role…yet you turned around and said, “Pshhhh but did you see her boobs? That deserves Best Actress fo sho. Fo. Sho.” Hey, Academy! The movie is called The Reader! Her character can’t read! Maybe if the film were called The Listener, I would understand why she was given the lead role’s award nom. But it’s not, so, therefore, you must’ve been high. Sooooo high. 

Next year, Academy, all I ask of you is that you put the weed down, stop ogling Kate Winslet’s boobs (or David Kross’ jewels; I don’t judge), and cast votes that actually make sense. Nominating the cast and crew of The Love Guru would’ve made more sense. Or Don’t Mess with the Zohan. Though, Academy, I’m glad to see you gave Wanted two nominations for it’s brilliant work in the art of cinema. 

Sincerely,

Kari G.

Unlicensed Movie Enthusiast





Two-Minute Movies: Revolutionary Road

26 01 2009

By Kari G.

In an effort to prepare our dear fans for Oscar season, we at The Middlest Child have been nice enough to compile re-caps of the big contenders for bringing home the gold this year. As a warning to idiots, we’d like to let you know that these summaries obviously contain spoilers, so if you haven’t seen the movie yet and have pockets full of cash, don’t come bitchin’ to us about not being able to stop reading our hilarious articles. Disclaimer ended. Now begins the first in the series: Revolutionary Road, starring Kate and Leo from that one movie with the big boat.

Premise: Frank and Alice Wheeler yell at each other a lot as they struggle with their failing marriage and the boredom of 1950s suburbia.

When they met:

ALICE: Hey, Leo. You’re still as hot as you were ten years ago. Wanna get married?
FRANK: Sure why not. But let me warn you…I’m gonna pretend to hit you and throw things a lot.
ALICE: Great! I’m gonna be a stone cold bitch. 
FRANK: Perfect. Wanna have a Titanic reunion with Kathy Bates?
ALICE: Yeah! She can be our realtor!

Flash forward to present day.

ALICE: I HATE KATHY BATES FOR SELLING US THIS STUPID HOUSE!
FRANK: FUCK HER! I HATE MY JOB!
ALICE: I HATE MY LIFE! LET’S MOVE TO PARIS! I BET THEY DON’T HAVE STUPID SHIT LIKE HOUSES AND JOBS AND CHILDREN!
FRANK: YEAH! NOW ALL OUR PROBLEMS ARE SOLVED! LET’S TELL PEOPLE!
ALICE: Hey fake friends. We’re moving to try and forget how bitchy I am.
ACTRESS WHO PLAYS THE TOKEN FRIEND IN EVERY MOVIE: Why??? 1950s America is so great for women!
HER HUSBAND: But Alice…I love you! Let me rail you in the front seat of my car.
ALICE: Okaaaaaay. But just for a second. 
FRANK:
Wait! That’s not all! I’m gonna let Alice get the job so I can spend my time fucking my secretary some more.
ALICE: I love you maybe.
FRANK: Ditto.
ALICE: Remember in Titanic when you drew my naked body?
FRANK: Do I! Let’s have brief, forced sex for a minute.

 Later:

ALICE: I’m pregnant. Can we still go to Paris?
FRANK: No. They don’t have children in Paris, remember?
ALICE: THEN I’M GETTING AN ABORTION!
FRANK: NO! 
ALICE:
I HATE YOU AGAIN! ALMOST AS MUCH AS I HATE THIS UNBORN FETUS! 
RANDOM CLINICALLY INSANE GUY:
I’m the only person that makes sense in this movie. Isn’t that soo totally ironic?
ALICE: Yes, clinically insane guy. Maybe I’m crazy too!
FRANK: YEAH! MAYBE YOU FUCKING ARE! I’M GOING TO THROW MORE THINGS AROUND THE ROOM AND SLAM CHAIRS INTO THE WALL TO SHOW MY ANGER!
ALICE: OMG I HATE YOU SO MUCH! NO MORE SEX FOR YOU! I WISH I COULD FUCKING ABORT YOU TOO!

The next morning:

ALICE: Jk. Here’s some eggs.
FRANK: Is this poison?
ALICE: I thought about it…but no. Have a good day at work.
FRANK: You’re swell. Bye bye.
[Alice picks up the phone]
ALICE: Hey, neighbor lady. Tell my kids I love them despite the fact that I’m about to go perform a hasty abortion on myself to avoid having another one.
NEIGHBOR: Sounds swell!
[Kate Winslet looks out a window for a while before she starts bleeding from the vagina.]

 At the hospital:

FRANK: SHE DID THIS TO HERSELF!
NEIGHBOR GUY: I LOVE HER MORE THAN YOU DO!
FRANK: BUT I CAN YELL LOUDER THAN YOU!
NURSE: Hey, Leo. Kate died this time. She said to say she would: “Never let go…to the Oscar she should’ve been nominated for.”
[Montage of Leo running really fast.]
KATHY BATES: Hey, ya’ll. I’m still in this movie! Too bad Alice had to ruin that lovely house with her botched abortion blood. Right, husband?
HUSBAND: I’m not listening to you. I hate you.

THE END.


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Time Fisters! Issue 2 Pg. 6

22 01 2009
Still Fisting Their Way Through Time to Your Computer Screen.

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To Be Continued – You absolutely can’t miss issue 3. It gets intense. Lives are at stake, and some of your favorite historical characters meet their end. You will witness new characters as you have never imagined. I promise you that. 

Question? What does William Shakespeare, Thomas Edison, Bathtubs, Death, and Dinosaurs, and insinuated biblical masturbation have in common?

Answer: Time Fisters!





Google, What the Fuck!

19 01 2009

Google is awesome right? Always gets you to where you want to go? It’s video chat is top quality, and its document application actually has Apple and Microsoft rethinking things. It’s even best friends with Wikipedia, and who doesn’t like Wikipedia?

But, boy is it presumptuous.

Not to step on the toes of a good friend of ours funnyman Daniel Tosh, who covered this topic perfectly and has no idea who we are therefore is clearly not a good friend of ours. But now, NOW, it has effected the home of Fair Trade Comedy. Thats right. The Middlest Child. Behold.

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God damn. No Google, that is not what we meant. The chimpanzee that performed this search did not mean the middle east child. He wanted to laugh or at least chuckle at tepid observations, not be depressed at the current clusterfuck state of the Middle East. Lets see the first three results after clicking on the presumptuous Google thought process.
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1st: 300 Children killed. 1500 injured.

2nd: Discrimination against women and children.

3rd: Praying for peace/More than 300 children killed.

That is not the same as a running blog for the Patrick Swayze  classic, “Roadhouse.” Done by five intoxicated roommates. Bad Google.

Then the thinking kicked in. I looked over my own human thought process and realized this goes way deeper than The Middlest Child or Daniel Tosh could have ever imagined. Google actually thinks. It’s predicting our thoughts.

“Did you Mean…”.

A system of computers is attempting to read our thoughts. Google is getting to big for its britches and The Middlest Child, not the middlest east child , has blown the cover off this motha. Look at what a little Yahoo search for “Google” turned up.

terminator-google

I knew it. Google = Sky Net. No need to worry everybody. Batman and McG are on the case to save the human race.

Thank you to Brian Flynn who brought the initial “the middle east child,” atrocity to light. Brian is actually going to do the first issue of a graphic novel for Dres F.C. and T.M.C. contributor Kyle Dickinson. You can check out his artwork here… http://brianflynn.wordpress.com. Scroll down and check out that sick Spiderman Vs. Green Goblin.





Yes Man: The Boldest Film of the Year

13 01 2009

A film review by Kari G.

     It’s that time again – the season of new goals, new resolutions, and new movies. Do you smell that ladies and gents? It’s Oscar season. However, instead of focusing on the main contenders and force-feeding tragedy and drama down your throats, I’m going to review a little movie called Yes Man, starring Jim Carrey of The Majestic, and Zooey Deschanel of “Frasier” (One episode, 2002). 

RATING: 4/5 stars.

     Though the film proved to be a step-up in comedy for ol’ Jim and held a great performance by Rhys Darby, there was something distracting that kept me from giving this movie a full five stars. What I found distracting was the plot line regarding Jim Carrey’s relationship with Zooey Deschanel and the film’s need to endorse incest so blatantly. Jim plays loser, mid-life crisis victim Carl, who, judging by the haircut and face wrinkles is clearly and definitely over 40 years old. Carl finds solace in consorting with an insane, vandalizing man played by that guy in all the Christopher Guest movies, and befriending people half his age…like Hyde from That 70s Show. Despite his innocent jokes, something about this youth-prone man was not to be trusted. And then it happened.

     The film introduced Zooey Deschanel, an actress clearly at least 20 years younger than Carl, leading me to assume that he is her estranged father. I found this to be a pleasant turn for Carl’s character growth, and began to wonder why this film had been overlooked by the Hollywood Foreign Press…until they fucking kissed! Mind blown like Hugh Jackman in Swordfish, I tried to regain my composure as I watched date after date of this incest disaster. As the people around me in the dark theater laughed at Carl’s antics, I giggled nervously. Though I was a little off-put by the incest-driven love story bordering on pedophilia, I must give the movie credit for having the balls to get a film like this made. I commend Carrey for putting his career out there and boldly representing incest, which assumably will be the next social issue up for debate in our country’s future. I would also like to give Zooey huge props for having the guts to run her fingers through Carrey’s greying hair and caress the deep grooves in his wrinkly face as she made a statement to the world. A film like this should not go unnoticed, America, and that’s why I’ve chosen to review it…

     …Wait. I’ve just been informed by another member of The Middlest Child that he actually wasn’t supposed to be her father…well, that’s embarrassing. Not for me, I spent the last election thinking that Sarah Palin was John McCain’s granddaughter. Embarrassing more for the producers and casting director. I apologize for my mistake, Jim and Zooey, but perhaps a better look at casting should’ve been in order. That, or a time machine to transport Jim Carrey back to an age where he could feasibly pull of dating Zooey Deschanel, which was probably in his elementary school years. The man looks old. All issues aside, the film was decently funny. Although, I’ll now have to take away a star for its lack of incesty balls.

REVISED RATING: 3/5 stars.





Time Fisters! Issue 2 Pg. 5

12 01 2009

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Words From Rap That Have Moved Into Everyday Language

5 01 2009

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Remember that time, back in the day, when you would scream out “That ain’t fair Mom. I need to watch Batman!…I need those shoes….I need the new the James Bond game!” Your mother would just look in the review mirror and tell you “Ain’t, ain’t a word. Now be quiet I’m not getting you a game with murdering in it.” Then she beat you so badly you thought you could never love again? Little did she know you would be playing a tiny game called Grand Theft Auto which had everything in it only leaving you to honestly think, “Is there rape in this game?” Which of course there is not, Cletus McSimpleton.

Now you can look at your Mother and tell her to suck it. Ain’t is in the dictionary and buy me my fucking Goldeneye right the fuck now you soulless tramp!

Here are the top words that have been added to our everyday vernacular inspired by hip-hop/rap.

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“Skeet”

In a Sentence: “I was wicked hard and skeeted all over the walls loosing control like a fireman’s hose on PCP I flew through the air and lost consciousness as I hit the ceiling.”

Commentary:
The best part about “skeet” is the versatility that has become of the word. It is now used in ways that have nothing to do with its original usage. For instance, “Hey man, can I get a skeet of your orange juice?” In this case, skeet is no longer shackled in it’s verb prison, but rather freed as an adjective. It’s beautiful.

Yet with its versatility people still don’t understand skeets true meaning. …

Popular Thought of Origin: The Ying Yang Twins feat. Lil’ John & the Eastside Boys- “Get Low”

3,6,9 damn she fine hopin she can sock it to me one mo time
Get low, Get low (x6)
To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)
To all these bitches crawl (crawl)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet got dam (Got
dam)
To all skeet skeet motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skeet skeet got dam (Got
dam)

Correct Origin: Two Live Crew – “Sketta”

“Let me skeet, don’t hesitate
It ain’t good to masturbate
Hoe, I’ll let you suck my dick
If you say you’ll be my bitch
You’ll be proud to be my hoe
I’ll take you everywhere I go
If anybody else, you belong to me
Is this my pussy? (Woman: Yeah, Marquis…)
I’m the one that has you sprung
When I skeet, we’ll have a son
Skeet them jaws, skeet them draws
Pull it out and skeet the walls
Grab it, flip it, hold it, rub it
When I skeet is when you suck it
All you have to do is believe
And the skeet will set you free”

Urban Dictionary:

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Contd:…The O.G. Two Live Crew was raw business in how they used “skeet.” In your mouth, on ones face it doesn’t matter to them. Since they came first (God Damnit) I think this puts an end to the debate as if skeet means to specifically pull out and ejaculate on ones face or simply just nut anywhere, anytime. Finally.

Note: It appears that skeeting on walls is a very popular locale.

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“____ Shizzle”

Made Popular: Snoop Dogg.

Most Popular Usage : “FO-SHIZZLE”

Shizzle: Suffix. Really anything added to the end of ANY word. Snoop Doggy Dogg’s experimentation with the English language.

Urban Dictionary:

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Significance:
“Shizzle,” has taken the opposite path of skeet. Instead of getting better with age, white kids everywhere abuse a word that was only mildly amusing to begin with. If anyone hears this word again it will be too soon. Appreciate Snoop for all he’s done; given hope to skinny malnutritioned kids everywhere, taking girls at the end of dog collars to a classy level, making low riders even cooler, but for this language experimentation he was a damn evil genius. Sure he lives on as the inventor of “ _____ shizzle,” but is hated in the process of doing so by annoyed friends everywhere. Where does this leave Snoop?

P.S. Jay Leno, the answer is not in the dog house. Jay Leno zing!

In a sentence:

Want to go hang at the local Dairy Queen?”
“ Fo-Shizzle my nizzle. Lets get some dairy-izzle.”

GUN SHOT.
Your Frat brother is now bleeding from his forehead.

GUN SHOT.
Insurance shot.

GUN SHOT.
For fun.

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“Crunk”

Origin: While some believe it is taken from the Conan Obrein Show most subscribe to the theory it was handed down from any southern hip hop artist. Some say it is a combination of drunk + high. Others say it is a past participle of crank. Yet, even others say it’s to be so jazzed up about something, like where you come from, that you are just really, really, really, excited. This is much like a teenage girl at the premier of Twlight. Both partygoers got really, really, really, let down when it was all over. Twilight Zing!

In a sentence: “I got sooooooooo crunk last night”
“I know man I still can’t close my mouth”

Urban Dictionary:
best-crunk

Interesting Fact: It’s actually in the dictionary!

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“Nucka”

Origin: A pathetic excuse for white people to say an abridged/PC version of N***A. Not really used in any hip-hop songs but somehow grouped into the terminology by other white people. Many others however heed to the definition that it is Sucka + N***A.

Urban Dictionary:

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In a sentence:

“My Nucka what’s up?”
MURDER.
Person dead for being an asshole.

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There you have it. The first installment of what may be a reoccurring list. Feel free to post other words you would like to see dissected by our crack team of linguists here at The Middlest Child. Peace. Love. And skeet.

Scoreboard:
For those of you keeping track…

T.M.C. 1 – “Twlight” 0
T.M.C. 1 – Jay Leno 0

P.S: This entire article was written entirely while listening to Phantom Planet.