Today the cosmos align and the calendrical system itself bows down before the greatness that is, was, and forever shall be, Beverly Hills, 90210. On this most hallowed day, 9/02/10, we celebrate with memories of that perpetually troubled original posse.
Bill Murray takes on technology in a rant filmed in multiple takes for a television promo in 1982. No facet of the futurescape goes without notice, as the comedy master bemoans everything he can with equal displeasure.
In this clip from The Mighty Boosh's third season, Vince meets The Crack Fox and learns of his idyllic forest origins and sad descent into drug and dance fueled depravity. Ah, the meth-skewed mirror of the uncanny valley.
Psychedelic abstractions and bubbly fantasies from 7UP's early 1970s "See the Light" ad campaign make one wonder just what was in the so-called "Uncola".
Two transcendental travelers wander the desert, encountering magic and mirages (frog people, alcoholic oases, organ thieves, etc.) along the way. Faithfully filmed on Super 8, writer/director Calvin Reeder's surreal short homages countercultural legacies of hobo-hippies' radical realities and strange trips.
In what is ostensibly an exercise tape without any real exercise, Kathie Lee Gifford exposes her house of horrors: the baby used for weightlifting, the kitchen of oblivion, Frank the sex monster (eew!), and sundry other frights.
Don Draper returns, Community goes paintballing, a Real Worlder sets his sights on Washington, and whose Anatomy is it if there's no Grey?
With her upcoming appearance hosting SNL, Betty White will assume her rightful crown to reign supreme as comedy's queen for the night. Here, we take a look back at the highlights of her six triumphant decades onscreen.
Tiger Lily, the whitest Indian (PC: Native Neverlander) princess of all time, leads her people in the traditional Jets and Sharks style tribal dance. The 1960 TV version's choreographed savages echo the racial insensitivity of J. M. Barrie's original classic.
An overzealous Christian father instills an anti-kissing sentiment in his daughter, promising the lass that one day, her never-been-kissed dreamboy in a button-down will come to take her away from the high school whoredom of make out Jezebels and horndogs.
The psychotropic power of the spirit works Reverend Alicia into a trippy, worshipful frenzy. The public access pastor invokes the name of Yahweh over and over, spinning around in her holy office chair, flailing her arms to the heavenly rhythm.
No one realizes just how important something is until it's gone, whether the missing piece is money, love, health, vision, oral sex... anything, really.
Kids always want to grow up to be veterinarians, to play with all creatures great and small forever. That dream ends now thanks to Weird, True, and Freaky, which showed just how terrifying a day at the zoo can be.
Since starting as Ron's assistant, April had managed to make her boss happy by halting all potential public interactions. Supplicants were scheduled for a day the secretary thought she'd invented through calender trickery. Unfortunately, that day is very real.
Discussing tips the average giantess can heed to never look enormous again, Wendy Williams revealed how she's reinvented her old tiny bags as fabulous fanny packs, dwarfing her guest all the while, shaking her bat-wings just because she can.
In the animated segment from the universally reviled anti-Mormon cartoon, The God Makers, the LDS deity Elohim has "endless celestial sex" with his goddess wives before starting a race war, boning the virgin Mary, and sending Jesus to North America.
On Real Road Rules Meaty Challenge 2: vs. The Fresh Gauntlet (or whatever), some drunk beefy-armed guy stole some potatoes, threw cheese at an even beefier-armed dude, then attacked a beefy bystander. Tempers flared! Words were had! Starch was tossed!
In preparation for Betty White's much anticipated SNL hosting gig, the St. Olaf Glee Club offers up this tribute to the Golden Girls great. The choir boys (Frank DeCaro!) sing her praises as the goddess' best-ofs mash-up with the music.
Randy Jackson's limited vocabulary is a constant source of hilarity on American Idol, making the talentless tripe on-stage somewhat tolerable. Jimmy Kimmel Live played a promo of the show that would cut out any lameness and leave only Jackson's mantra.
The 700 Club's pious pundits, ever appreciative of cultural diversity, sound off on Karma, almost approaching accuracy in their definition before claiming it as warped Christianity. Who cares if Hinduism developed thousands of years before Jesus' mythical birth. History, schmistory!
