I don’t get intricately handwritten letters very often. So, I settle for the next best thing: a magazine addressed to yours truly every month! Awesome, right? I certainly thought it was and I was quite content with that arrangement until I noticed that, frankly, the mainstream magazines I was subscribing to were just big ol’ pots of mindlessness. In fact, I made a list proving this.
Mindless Things Frequently Featured in Mindless Magazines:
- How to get a freakin’ cute butt!
- REEL IN THE MAN OF YOUR DREAMS! (Ahem, not considering any women of your dreams, plus other problems)
- Airbrushing galore
- Consumerism on every page.
So, I cancelled my subscriptions to said mindless magazines and felt utterly gloomy at the prospect of what these magazines are …
Justin Bieber may be the closest my generation will ever get to Beatlemania. The kid sings purely romantic non-graphic songs about his “baby” (that would be you, dear 13 year old girls of the world) and his face looks a new born puppy snuggling with a bunny under a rainbow. And, really, I have nothing against him personally despite the fact that my cynical heart tends to look at celebrities my own age and roll its eyes in disgust. My problem with him mainly lies in the way our society reacts to him.
I recently got my Bust Magazine in the mail (an epic monthly event for me). I very much enjoy the “Pop-Tart” column, but this week’s analysis of the double standards of Bieber fever, written by Wendy McClure, …
Every so often, a magical thing happens. I open the mailbox and buried beneath bills that have no relevance to me and the catalogues that try to sell me more useless crap, there is Bust Magazine. Today was one of those days.
But today was even more magical for two reasons (2.5 really):
1) Ellen Page and Alia Shawkat are on the cover to promote Whip It!, and therefore are interviewed (ashdklfjasldkfjalkdsfh!!!!). In addition to my love for these young women in general, they also represent the brilliance of Juno and Arrested Development. Clever writing just doesn’t get any better than in these two pieces of artistry.
2) The article after the cover interview: “Smells Like Teen Spirit” – an account by a teenage feminist on the state …
Okay, I know there are a lot of you that hate Megan Fox. That was evident from the comments on this post. A lot of valid points, I might add, even though I still like that quote itself. I really did reconsider my initial opinion that Fox was just fighting back the disgustingly rampant objectification of her in the media. I think she may attempt to capitalize on her sex appeal while at the same time rejecting it. I also think she may not have a freaking clue about what she’s saying and just talks, like most celebrities do.
Either way, I don’t actually care that much about Megan Fox. She will probably be irrelevant in a few years no matter what.
What I do want to talk about is this new “PSA” for Jennifer’s Body.
Warning: Vulgar Language (!!OHNO!!!) in vid.
Who thinks that Megan Fox, with her face and body so vastly accepted as beautiful, doesn’t actually know shit about being different? I do! I do!
But, meh, this “PSA” is still pretty clever, and after reading Diablo Cody’s interview in Bust Magazine this month, I’m really intrigued by Jennifer’s Body. There seem to be some clear pros and cons about this female-centric horror flick.