I don’t think I’m saying anything shocking when I complain that Hollywood’s standard of beauty is warped beyond measure. Nevermind the damage it does to everyday people who try to follow the examples of their idols.
I find Renee Zellweger’s “daring transformation” particularly egregious. The woman is essentially being rewarded for being rail thin, then being heralded as brave by putting on pounds to portray a regular-sized woman in the Bridget Jones movies. This in face of the fact that Zellweger was actually paid A BONUS for each pound she put on to achieve the appropriate look in the Bridget Jones sequel.
Weight gain for the first movie probably wasn’t a big deal for the first Bridget Jones when she was languishing in movies like One True Thing and Me, Myself and Irene. But after Chicago and Cold Mountain and becoming a certifiable “A-lister” made packing on the pound a more risky proposition.
So, instead of approaching the issue from an artistic perspective – that the Bridget Jones character is, yes, a little overweight and it would seem odd to play the part as a skeletal figure (as she appeared at the ’03 Oscars) – she would let money grease the wheels. Bribe her in to looking normal.
Excuse me if I find the whole thing offensive.
You’ll have to excuse me for going light on the backgrounds of today’s comic, but I have a good reason. Cami and I spent most of the afternoon putting the Spoiler t-shirts into envelopes and preparing them to mail today. In fact, there were so many shirts, one could say it was a little overwhelming!
That’s not all of the packages, obviously. Just enough to give you the idea it was a lot. Here’s a picture of all the envelopes in a tidy box, ready to be taken to the fine folks at the Unites States Postal Service…
I’m really excited to get these shirts off to everyone who placed an order. Mostly because I know if you’re anything like me, you hate to wait! But rest assured that they’re on their way to you now and I appreciate your support!
I know I said once I could get this first shipment sent out, I would open up the pre-order process again for anyone who didn’t get an opportunity to place an order. I still plan on doing that… just, not yet.
I want to set aside some time to go over the details of the first mailing and tighten up the process by which I receive orders first. Plus, I plan on unveiling a new t-shirt at the same time I offer pre-ordering for the Spoiler shirt. And it’ll happen this time! I swear!
In the meantime, I hope everyone is enjoying their Monday because I have nothing else to add!
Later!
I’ve talked about this in the past, but I’m not much of a Will Smith fan. It’s one of those irrational dislikes similar to Ben Affleck or Shia LaBeouf. I kind of stay quite about it and don’t exploit it for the comic because I know I am in the minority on this one.
How could anyone hate Will Smith? Well, “hate” is a strong word, but, generally, he creeps me out. I’m impressed with his story and how he found his way to fame. I think he manages his career very carefully and is smart about his choices. He stays out of trouble and promotes an uplifting example to others. But I simply don’t trust anyone who is that happy all all of the time. Sometimes it seems genuine, other times it seems fake. I’m not talking about his movie roles. Which, to his credit, seem to be taking a darker turn lately. Just watch the guy in interviews sometime and tell me it isn’t exhausting.
It’s probably just sour grapes. If I starred in a string of hits that have earned more than $100 million at the box office over the last 12 years, I probably wouldn’t have much to complain about, either. I should probably just stick to talking about his movies anyway.
I’ll admit that when I saw the trailer for Seven Pounds that I was sucked in by the mystery of the title. The trailer was also very tense and very well put together. But the more I thought about it, the more it started to look like The Pursuit of Happyness II – Get Happy. Maybe that’s deliberate as both movies share the same director in Gabriele Muccino. After reading movie blogs for a while, people started to guess what the title refers to and a few of them fell into place. I lost interest after that. It’s almost as if they knew the mystery behind the title was their biggest bargaining chip.
Reviews for Seven Pounds have been largely negative. Many critics are attacking it for being at once schmaltzy and ghoulish. Some say Smith is pandering for an Oscar (he may have missed his best chance after Ali). Ultimately, this one looks like a no-go.
I’m not exactly happy about that, in case you thought I was celebrating, or something. I saw The Pursuit of Happyness in theaters and liked it. But my radar was beeping on Seven Pounds. Something felt a little off about it and now I think I understand what it is. Oh, well. You win some, you lose some.
That’s all for me today. Thanks for stopping by and I’ll see you again on Monday!