Oh, he's an asshole. Not that that justifies this Al Jolson bullshit, but his shitty personality overshadows whatever good looks he has.

Having watched some of the Real World DC season (which was boring, though I still can't comprehend how one of the funnest US cities can come up dull on TV), I can say that he's hardly anything to write home about.

1. You can say that again, Emma Stone. I'm still dealing with a clicking knee due to running and have to work my exercising regime around it.

Like you said downthread, these folks are tardy to the party.

Since, what, Out All Night?

Sue Simmons has been serving up the nightly news since I was a mere fetus, so hearing about her getting canned while Chuck Scarborough's boring ass stays on (even though they're both the same age) really chaps my ass!

"The man that came between them"?

Hmm, interesting how one manages to accuse/agree with the accusation of another of "jumping on them" even though not a word was posted to them while failing to see the irony of parsing the accused's quote...

Where to begin...

To be fair, a good part of mainstream America is unaware of Halle's shenanigans (something that I'm sure is by design on Halle's part) so it isn't surprising to me that they are outraged by our judgement of her. (Heck, I'll be the first to tell you that I drank the Kool-Aid until recently because her game is strong.)

The sad part about it was that he was very attractive back in the Jackson 5 heyday, so I could see why a teenaged Whitney could've gone gaga for him.

Shady, indeed.

That about sums it up. It was bland, inoffensive, and just there.

Hey, you're not raining on my parade at all. It wasn't as if this was one of my favorite movies or anything. I simply didn't think it was as terrible as everyone has made it out to be.

No, this is another attempt for Halle to justify her piss-poor family planning by making it seem as if Gabriel is a big ol' meanie for wanting to actually be a father to his child instead of being clear to him from jump that he was only, in fact, a sperm donor to her.

That Whitney/Greasmaine item made me dig up one of my favorite songs from my childhood.

Pissing Cryrese's arrogant ass off?

Am I the only one that didn't think that How Do You Know was the stinking turd that many call it? No, it wasn't a great movie and it was 45 minutes too long, but otherwise, I found it OK.

He and his wife are on their own lonely island of Special Edition Dummies.

If Gabriel were smart, he'd pass on feeding into the lure of writing a tell-all because all that would do is justify Halle's hate campaign against him.