DUSTIN LANCE BLACK!!!
I just sat through the DVD of MILK (toast). For whatever reason, this film garnered a bunch of attention over NOTHING. It's shit. Crapola.
It made me nauseous.
Harvey Milk was no Saint. He was a tawdry whore who did what fags did in the '70s....fucked around. He was also an apt politician who got elected, got murdered, got MILK.
MILK is a bunch of over-hyped garbage, having little to do with Harvey, and a lot more to do with GUS VAN SANT's pedophilia. Look at the writer. How, exactly, did this 20 something get the job and the Oscar? By SUCKING SOMEONE'S DICK?! Or did Van Sant just drop to his knees and give a mediocre writer the job after the ultimate score?
Ever see ELEPHANT?
I rest my case.
Speaking of scores. Danny Elfman gives the most heavy-handed, violinistic bunch of tripe as back drop. IT SUCKS. But so does Gus.
MILK is a hackneyed bunch of crap. THE LIFE AND TIMES OF HARVEY MILK (documentary) is WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY better, and a hell of a lot more insightful. Oh, sure. Sean Penn can PLAY fey, but I can play with Barbie dolls.
Needless to say, the whole outing made me ill...no pun intended.
Somewhere online you can actually see DLB at some party. Guess what? All of his little twink friends have the same comb-over 'dos, apparently the RAGE in WeHo at the moment. I'd post the link, but why bother.
You'll be just as sick of white FAGGOTS as am I.
I just sat through the DVD of MILK (toast). For whatever reason, this film garnered a bunch of attention over NOTHING. It's shit. Crapola.
It made me nauseous.
Harvey Milk was no Saint. He was a tawdry whore who did what fags did in the '70s....fucked around. He was also an apt politician who got elected, got murdered, got MILK.
MILK is a bunch of over-hyped garbage, having little to do with Harvey, and a lot more to do with GUS VAN SANT's pedophilia. Look at the writer. How, exactly, did this 20 something get the job and the Oscar? By SUCKING SOMEONE'S DICK?! Or did Van Sant just drop to his knees and give a mediocre writer the job after the ultimate score?
Ever see ELEPHANT?
I rest my case.
Speaking of scores. Danny Elfman gives the most heavy-handed, violinistic bunch of tripe as back drop. IT SUCKS. But so does Gus.
MILK is a hackneyed bunch of crap. THE LIFE AND TIMES OF HARVEY MILK (documentary) is WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY better, and a hell of a lot more insightful. Oh, sure. Sean Penn can PLAY fey, but I can play with Barbie dolls.
Needless to say, the whole outing made me ill...no pun intended.
Somewhere online you can actually see DLB at some party. Guess what? All of his little twink friends have the same comb-over 'dos, apparently the RAGE in WeHo at the moment. I'd post the link, but why bother.
You'll be just as sick of white FAGGOTS as am I.
2 comments:
Didn't Van Zant make a movie with cinema legend Udo Kier?
Something about hookers and old men. Yes, it "starred" the awful wooden guy and the drug addled tartlet who's brother is now Cousin It.
Personally, I prefer Herr Kier's "Ich bin voll." A bravura portrait of a man and a fifth of bourbon.
Ah, yes. ICH BIN VOLL. Kier, being the vodka dwinkah he voss, had the fifth tinted with tea bought from China Town. It voss a geeft of pooooolanschki, Curtis. Last Kwistmas. (Looks tearfully at the kitchen shrine to his sainted mother, repeats a story you can tell so much better.)
Too bad it only aired one night on UFA, the Nazi Station. They cut the scene where Herr Kier started dancing with the lamp out as obscene. And it is. YOU OF ALL PEOPLE KNOW WHAT THAT, well, shall we say knock-kneed shriveled veer end is all about.
One day we will write the cover story of People, when Udo DIES, and his widow starts making him out as a martyr. Watch. We got the goods on Udo.
We know where the treasure is buried.
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