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- Bring back the diva mess.
- Back to the cinema again.
- The execs, as usual, have lost the plot.
- Excuse me, how many TV shows are there?
- Does this make you want to watch The bear?
The best and worst horror scene of the year (same scene)
I was lucky enough to see the new A24 horror movie Bodies Bodies Bodies twice with a rowdy audience, whose reactions to the film blew the roof off the building. Well, the second time was in a Brooklyn park in August, so the stinking sweat blew people’s sweat. Or at least tried. (My sweat persisted.)
It’s a wild movie. During a hurricane, a bunch of wealthy Generation Z seniors (if I have to live with the absolute hate speech of “geriatric millennial,” today’s 23-year-olds have to live with it) come out with their boyfriends and girlfriends to be wasted. They’re playing one of those ‘who’s the killer’ games – also featured on a recent one Only murders in the building-except they keep discovering that people are actually dying. It’s also very funny.
There’s one scene that played as gangbusters on both screenings I attended, and both times it made me roar with laughter, cringe, moan, then giggle again. It’s the best and worst scene in the movie. It’s at the heart of what the film accomplishes so well and why it deserves so much credit, and it’s why it will be written off by others as indulgent garbage. It’s satire, but it’s played live – because the conversation is both a bizarre parody and a full transcript.
While people are literally dying and blood is everywhere and the risk of being the next to be killed has a gun swung in their face, the group of friends argue about skillful language and who is most privileged, then correct each other on anti-woke. threats and wage a war over who is the worst victim. Tucker Carlson just had a back spasm.
It plays hopping between absolute brilliance and laziness Saturday Night Live sketch so deftly that it may end up being the scene that makes the film work.
At the Brooklyn screening, star Rachel Sennott shouted in a preface that the film is not only scary, but also horny – and that’s an atmosphere we support. To that end, Lee Pace is there, and he is very tall and very handsome. Possibly the tallest and most handsome a celebrity has ever been. This is also the first time, I hate to say it, that I understand the whole Pete Davidson thing. But the horniness is in the tangled web of hookups between the girlfriends, and it’s captivating. It’s spectacular that a horror movie is so fun and so unabashed and all-encompassing.
And if you’re not reading the title of this movie in the style of Megan Thee Stallion rapping “body-ody-ody…” you’re not doing it right.
The reason I haven’t slept since the 90s
There’s some important news this week that affects your streaming services and what you can and, most importantly, can’t watch. This is mainly due to the merger of Warner Bros. and Discovery, which affects HBO Max and Discovery+. It’s also why, if you’re so unhappy being on Twitter, you’ve seen people tweeting things like, “If they cancel _____, they’re dead to me.”
As far as HBO Max’s new shows go, they haven’t canceled much. That said, if you follow someone on Twitter who posted, “If they cancel” The other TWO…and then marry them. They have a great taste.
You can read all of this in my colleague Allegra Frank’s fantastic column about the mess. But I want to draw attention to an image that was posted during this crazy Warner Bros. Discovery earnings call that was supposed to explain the difference between HBO Max and Discovery+, two streaming services that are about to be combined.
What the hell is this? The Two Sexes: HBO and Discovery? What is it about Hacks, the flight attendant, the other two, or And just like that… that screams “male crookedness”? Did they mean “gay male skewed?” Splitting TV content by gender is the most retrograde strategy I can think of, to the point where I almost wish this company ill. Men are from Mars and women are from Venus and would never subscribe to HBO Max unless Joanna Gaines is there. (She is now!)
This slide shows to me how absolutely blunt boardrooms are when it comes to this nonsense. What are your favorite ‘genredom’ readers? I totally know what that word means and have my own choice, but you go first.
There are too many shows!
As shows were canceled left and right this week – and more shows threatened to end – I thought of this little bit of information that slipped under the radar.
I often quote the well-worn statistic of over 500 scripted shows premiering each year (that is, there are many more when you factor in reality TV, docuseries, and sports). If that figure was mind-boggling and exhausting, this new one is valid for me; now I can tell my therapist a real reason why I’m not sleeping.
These things are not exactly related – there is emotion involved – and yet they are. It’s funny how everyone is hysterical about TV shows that might end up being the same people complaining that there are too many shows in the first place. (These people are me.)
If you watched The bear, then you know why this photo shoot forced me to stop working in the middle of the day and take a cold shower. If you haven’t watched yet The bearshame on you – and maybe these pictures will convince you. Thanks, cook. chief, thanks.
What to watch this week:
Bodies Bodies Bodies: Go scream and be slutty! (Friday in theaters)
I love my father: The wildest movie I’ve seen this year. (Friday in theaters)
I am tall: Let’s all allow something cute into our lives. (Wednesday on Disney+)
What to skip this week:
she she: I guess they don’t run gay conversion therapy camps like they used to. (Friday on peacock)
bullet train: Look at photos from Brad Pitt’s press tour instead. (Friday in theaters)
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