This. The idea that quality actors should treat their profession as an art, not a job, is ridiculously precious. Acting is a fickle profession, and the only actors who can’t remember a time when they were struggling to make ends meet are the ones who were born into enough privilege that they had someone else to help…
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I apologize for my lack of obvious pretension when dealing with Monsieur Depp
Idk. That Gucci Guilty commercial with Jared Leto (I think? honestly I try not to pay attention) is fucking awkward and weird. Might give Depp’s toilet water commercial a run for the money on awkward, uncomfortable commercials.
Caine grew up poor. He gives every piece of shit movie he does for a paycheck the same 100% effort that he gives to a blockbuster. He doesn’t belong on your list.
According to imdb the reigning champ of acting appearances is the late Chirstopher Lee, Michael Caine is at number 10. But Michael Caine is still alive and still accepting anything that comes through the fax machine, whereas many of his competitors (Ernest Borgnine, and Ray Milland?) have moved on to celestial…
He sounds like a hoarder. A rich hoarder, but a hoarder nonetheless.
Not if they cost 3 mil and the estate isn’t paying it.
I feel the same, but it’s the truth and even Sir Michael admits it.
I was going through old wedding video the other day... and sure enough, Michael Caine was in it.
It’s better today here than yesterday, where the dew point was above 70 and I felt like I was swimming in soup all day. I fucking hate humidity the same way Trump hates incest laws.
The thing that bothers me most is that—if we forget for a moment that he’s an accused domestic abuser—he is a quality actor who used to do quality shit. But because his motivation ceased being art and focused solely on, for instance, expensive shit to put in the cellar, he’s become a loser. A literal sellout. A…
My problem with it is it sounds you un-graceful. “It’s like having an autoimmune disease,” has zero pizzazz. “She’s like AIDS!” Now that’s a headline.
As a person with an autoimmune disease, I am not offended in any way shape or form and actually think this is a pretty good analogy. People need to sit the fuck down.
Right? Mostly I’m just trying to enjoy myself and bossing my husband around about what’s working. Bless him.
When Ethel Merman used a strap-on on me, it didn’t bother me that she could see it.
How are you the first comment I have seen that said this. Stars are just like us! Gwen also watched Steel Magnolia too many times in her formative years and wanted to recreate the grooms cake. I need to know if it was red velvet inside. (I think that movie might have been the first time I ever saw red velvet cake).
Nice, I was going to go with “vanilla-thalidomide swirl” in order to get a jump on treating your armadillo-induced leprosy outbreak, but yours is much better.
“What kind of ice cream goes best with armadillo?”