Jamie Lee Curtis (born November 22, 1958) is an American actress. Although she was initially known as a “scream queen” because of her starring roles in many horror films early in her career such as Halloween, The Fog, Prom Night and Terror Train, Curtis has since compiled a body of work that covers many genres. Her 1998 book, Today I Feel Silly, and Other Moods That Make My Day, made the best-seller list in The New York Times. She is married to actor Christopher Guest (Lord Haden-Guest) and, as the wife of a lord, is titled Lady Haden-Guest, but she chooses not to use the title when in the United States. She is currently the spokeswoman for Activia. She is also a blogger for The Huffington Post online newspaper.

Trivia:

During the 1980s she was engaged to Hollywood production designer J. Michael Riva, the grandson of screen legend Marlene Dietrich. Her godfather was MCA-Universal CEO Lew Wasserman.

Saw her future husband Christopher Guest in the issue of Rolling Stone magazine with Cyndi Lauper on the cover. Guest appeared in a promotional photo for the film This Is Spinal Tap (1984) in full costume and makeup as a rock star. She fell in love at first sight of the photo and gave her telephone number to his agent.

Adopted two children with Christopher Guest: Annie Guest (b. December 1986) and Thomas (b. March 1996).

Daughter of Tony Curtis and Janet Leigh.

Became formally known as Baroness Haden-Guest of Saling in the County of Essex (or, less formally, Lady Haden-Guest), when her husband, Christopher, inherited the barony in 1996 on the death of his father.

Graduated from Choate Rosemary Hall private school in 1976.

It was on her suggestion that Halloween H20: 20 Years Later (1998) was made.

Her deleted scene from The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the 8th Dimension (1984) is included on the MGM Special Edition DVD, 2001, as the “Alternate Opening”.

Was asked to cameo in Scream 3 (2000), but declined.

Won a 2003 Grammy nomination in the Best Spoken Album for Children category for her recording of the children’s books she has written.

Measurements: 34C-22-32 (wardrobe on Forever Young (1992)) (Source: Celebrity Sleuth magazine)

Attended University of the Pacific in Stockton, California.

When making reservations in exclusive London restaurants at short notice, she gives her name as Lady Haden-Guest, which apparently works better than Jamie Lee Curtis.

She told a German magazine that she will retire from making movies and that Christmas with the Kranks (2004) will be her last work as an actress. (November 2004)

Said in an interview on Good Entertainment, with Michael Medved (2001) (TV) that, ironically, horror films terrify her and she prefers not to watch them.

Member of jury at the Cannes Film Festival in 1992

Was one of the guests at Sandra Bullock’s and Jesse James’ wedding.

Godmother of Jake Gyllenhaal.

Two of her earliest roles make reference to roles played by her father. She appeared in the television series “Operation Petticoat” (1977), based on the movie that had starred her father, Tony Curtis. While on hiatus from that show, she was cast in Halloween (1978), in which the detective “Sam Loomis” was named after a character from Psycho (1960), which had starred her mother, Janet Leigh. Also, her father imitated Cary Grant’s voice for his role in Some Like It Hot (1959), and worked with Grant himself in Operation Petticoat (1959). Grant’s birth name, Archie Leach, was used as the name for John Cleese’s character in A Fish Called Wanda (1988).

Once said that Dan Aykroyd was the best on-screen kisser she ever worked with.

John Cleese found it amusing that her father, Tony Curtis’s real name was Bernard Schwartz. To tease her about this, during the production of A Fish Called Wanda (1988), he had the call sheets refer to her as “Jamie Lee Schwartz.”.

Around the time True Lies (1994) was released, Jamie appeared in a series of commercials for L’Eggs Pantyhose. The company also took out an insurance policy for her legs.

Amazon Specials!

When I checked a few twitter-pages of our favorite Twilight actors a few days ago I found this on the Alex Meraz site:
What a sad story! He thinks this girl wants to give him roses and that’s just so cute, but then finds out she actually fancies Kellan. Oh what a disappointment! Honestly girl, I got no idea who you are but you meet Alex Meraz, basically ignore him and ask him to pass the flowers on to his co-star? That’s it? Haven’t you realized what a gem Alex himself is? Yes, he is married and a dad, I know. But the fact that you bring roses for your favorite celebrity gives me the impression that you’re at most 10 years old. No way you’re older than 12. So a wife and a child shouldn’t really bother you at this point… Alex knows all that martial arts/capoeira stuff, he’s got awesome abs (almost as great as Taylor’s), he’s an amazing actor (at least I hope so, we’ll see in New Moon…he’d better be!)… So what is it that draws you to Kellan instead? Is it his taste in literature because you heard he has read “The Purpose Driven Life”? No, as I mentioned you’re not even a teenager yet so literature probably doesn’t interest you anyway…

Kellan sporting a cute dog... shirtless

The fact that he runs around shirtless and looks so damn athletic? Oh no, wait, I know! It’s that cute dog running along with him in that picture. Yes, that must be it. The dog is what drew your attention to the pic in the first place and then you discovered Kellan! After that you decided to google him (Yeah, you might be pretty young but everyone knows how to use google these days…). And what did you find out? That he’s taken what seem to be prom pictures with all his female fans. And you’re so looking up to the older girls in their dazzling evening dresses and all the tiara business that you finally chose Kellan as your number one celebrity. You thought to present him with flowers would be a great idea because they fit in so well with all that prom night thing. So you googled the meaning of different kinds of flowers and this was what stuck out to you:

Rosebuds symbolize beauty, youth and a heart innocent of love or:  “You are young and beautiful.”  Red rosebuds mean “pure and lovely” and white rosebuds signify girlhood or “too young to love.” The moss rosebud stands for confessions of love.

So you chose a colorful bouquet of rosebuds to give to Kellan. But then he wasn’t there so you unfortunately had to give your present to his co-star and ask him to pass it along for you. What a shame you didn’t really pay attention to Alex Meraz. He was quite disappointed, really. He liked the rosebuds. A lot… You shouldn’t have ignored him, I wouldn’t. I would do him. Sorry, got carried away… So please, next time bring a few flowers for Alex as well, can’t stand to see him sad… Cause hey, he’s trying to make all the fans happy the whole time so that would just be fair. He even went out to visit all the Twi-hards waiting in line for the New Moon premiere, camping on the street for the last 4 days. He took like a million pictures and signed countless Twilight/New Moon related pieces like books, DVDs and stuff.

Alex Meraz, smoking hot with and without Dolce & Gabbana

Well, I never understood why someone would let an actor sign a book he had no part in writing, but I will make an exception here. Cause these girls have been living out there waiting for the red carpet event for the last couple of days without a comfy bed or any kind of bathroom. So if the only thing they had at hand was their New Moon book because they took it with them to read it again in order to prepare for the movie… In that case I’m not gonna say anything against it this time. Alex, you’re so down with the fangirls! Damn, why wasn’t I there? Oh right, because I promised myself to never camp out on the streets living like a hobo just to see a bunch of dressed-up celebrities. But then again… maybe… if I had known Alex Meraz would come to show me some love (that’s what she said)…Sorry, got carried away again. So that was so nice of you to visit all those girls who spent quite an uncomfortable time just to see you walk down the red carpet in your Dolce & Gabbana suit tonight looking smoking hot. Oh yes, I bet you will… Team Paul! Or rather Team Alex! Team Paulex? Whatever…

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Off to buy Alex a cherry blossom bouquet (figure out what that means)

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So here in case you don’t believe me… or in case you just want to swoon a bit more over Alex Meraz with me, watch one of the “Alex showing some love” videos:

(images: google and me; video: YouTube)

I photographed a Special Olympics sport event yesterday out in Golden, CO. This experience reminded me of a video that I shot about a year ago at an event that my Church in Rockford, IL held for special needs students. What a night. Photos from the event yesterday will be posted shortly.

For now, here is that video.

A Night To Remember from Carson Bankord on Vimeo.

Last week, I received the November edition of Yen Plus, and in it was a cute little story by George Alexopoulos called “Prom Night”, a Western independent artist/comics writer who has a nice little web portfolio you can check out. Earlier this year,  Yen Press published a one-shot by Queenie Chan which was surprisingly interesting. These two writers are just a small pinch of the talent out there that’s trying to get work published as independent comics writers.

George’s story reminded me of a little fact – that anthologies, like in Japan, are perfect for one-shots. In Japan, contests exist throughout the year that allow new and aspiring authors get their work into an anthology and have it graded by the readers. Readers pick what they like and what they don’t, and those stories that they end up liking the most oftentimes get turned into long-running manga series. For example, if the readers of Yen Plus liked “Prom Night,” they would be able to vote it up and see what happens. While “Prom Night” is a fairly one-minded short, its characters, who are all cute, awkward, and lovable, could definitely be part of a longer running series.

The question is though – what is the point of a one-shot manga in the US? The publishing world in the West is a lot different than the publishing model in Japan, and making one-shots available to the general reading public isn’t nearly as important if you aren’t going to do anything with them. Showcasing talent is an okay use of space, but I really want to read more of “Prom Night,” and I’m fairly certain that I’m not going to get to.

It interests me that anthologies like Yen Press and Shonen Jump have surveys that have ranking systems like the original anthologies, but I wonder if they use the information they get from the surveys is used to influence publishing decisions. As an aside, the survey in Yen Plus is a page of the anthology that you need to tear out and fill in and mail to Yen Press. It’s pretty flimsy paper (because the anthology is printed on low quality paper) so it doesn’t hold up very well.  It would be a better system if they could get one of the post-card inserts that sells subscriptions to be a survey card. I would definitely fill that out and put it in the mail. Survey postcards would be sweet, but digital works too – give readers a slip to vote in an online poll and offer a small prize (maybe a copy of an upcoming manga release) to a randomly-drawn participant (Viz does this with Shonen Jump, but Yen Press doesn’t do this with Yen Plus).

When Shojo Beat went down, it concerned me that manga anthologies might be going the way of the dodo here in the US, and I think that giving readers a say in what gets published and what gets cut is an essential move for any anthology. If, in some imaginary world, I was a Japanese manga reader and the Japanese version of Yen Plus released “Prom Night,” I could vote on it and know that my votes would count to whether or not it got published again. That’s power for the reader, and it increases the investment that your anthology subscribers have to your brands, as well as your manga licenses.

Getting this to work would require some tabulation and extra work for each publishing team, but the trade-off is a strong idea of the popularity of each series in an anthology within weeks of its publication.The strength of such a series popularity survey is unmeasurable – letting readers have a say in what they read is just another way that manga publishers can interact with the community, change their content for the better, and sell more copies.

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In the 1890s vehicles with battery power occupied a great status in New York, London and Paris. German taximeter was invented in 1891; it was the identical mechanism which used to calculate the taxi fare currently. In 1897 very first taxicab that was furnished with modern meter known as Daimler Victoria developed by Gottlieb Daimler came into the market. In 1897, Friedrich Greiner opened very first taxi company.

Taxicabs with gasoline power start their operating in New York, London and Paris in the year 1907, 1903, and 1899 respectively. Harry N. Allen was the person who imported taxicab from France.

Halloween (1978)
★★★★ / ★★★★

“I met him fifteen years ago. I was told there was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding; even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face and, the blackest eyes… the devil’s eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized what was living behind that boy’s eyes was purely and simply… evil.”

John Carpenter’s 1978 independent “Halloween” masterpiece will forever be one of my favorite films. With such a microscale budget, Carpenter, the production team and the actors managed to accomplish so much. “Halloween” stars Jamie Lee Curtis as Laurie Strode who, among with her friends Lynda (P.J. Soles) and Annie (Nancy Loomis), was stalked by a masked killer named Michael Myers (Tony Moran). Michael killed his sister when he was six years old and was sent to a psychiatric hospital under the care of Dr. Sam Loomis (Donald Pleasence). Michael’s madness became much worse over the years and he escaped the night before Halloween 1978 to return to his hometown in Haddonfield, Illinois.

This picture invented the slasher flick that plagued the 1980’s because of its craft. The first scene of this film was an absolute milestone because we saw Michael kill his sister through his eyes as he wore a clown mask. The way he grabbed the knife from the kitchen drawer, walked up the stairs, and went for the kill was terrifying because it was done by a child without any sort of reason (or emotion) behind his actions. After the murder, when his parents discovered him with the knife, it looked as if he had no idea what he had done, like he was possessed by the devil.

Fast-forward to 1978, we got to meet Laurie and two of her friends. Laurie, obviously different from the other two because she’s actually interested in books and not so much interested in boys (or maybe her shyness often got the best of her), was established as the protagonist. She cared about the children she babysat (unlike the other two) by letting them have fun on Halloween, such as carving pumpkins, making popcorn, and watching scary rated R movies on TV, as long as they remained safe and refrained from scaring each other. In broad daylight, we were able to see Michael following them around–appearing in an area one minute and disappearing the next–something that slasher movies of today rarely do. (Not all stalkers only come out at night after all.) There were also very amusing scenes between the three friends, which I thought was a good move from Carpenter because it made them very relatable. That was important because we all know that Michael would eventually go after them. Why was he obsessed with the three girls? We don’t exactly know. Maybe he saw qualities of sister in them or maybe not. To me, that’s why I thought the picture worked: it retained elements of mystery and it was up to us to draw our own conclusions.

The soundtrack was something I would never forget because it was downright creepy and it set the tone of certain scenes. A particular track was specific to an event that was about to transpire so we came to know what to expect (a stalking scene, a false alarm, or going for the kill). However, the brilliance of it was we don’t know when exactly the scare or “Boo!” moment would happen. When they finally do happen, they come with maximum effect due to excellent timing. Unlike most modern horror films, the soundtrack in this movie was used as little as possible. It also means that Carpenter knew when to use silence. Sometimes silence meant nothing but sometimes silence meant something really bad was about to happen.

My absolute favorite scene was the showdown between Laurie and Michael in the last twenty minutes. It still gives me the chills whenever I watch Laurie crossing the street to go into the house where two of her friends were murdered. Since the lights were all off yet she was getting phone calls from the house pretty much all night, at first she thought they were playing a joke on her. But when she finally reached the bedroom, she realized that none of it was a joke. While she was busy entertaining the kids across the street, Michael was busy with the body count. There was also that scene when she finally got out from the neighbor’s house (not an easy feat considering Michael blocked the exits) as she tried screaming for help but no one would open their doors to offer her refuge. She then had no choice but to go back to the house where she was babysitting… but she couldn’t find the keys in her pocket.

There’s a plethora of social commentaries that could be drawn from this film, which were immortalized as clichés in future slasher flicks like “Friday the 13th,” “Prom Night,” “A Nightmare on Elm Street” and the like. However, I’m not going to mention them all here because I think it’s best for you to try to see them yourself. But I do want to mention how impressed I was with how the concept of the “boogeyman” evolved from a simple folklore (when the kids tried to scare each other) to a personification of evil that one cannot kill (when Laurie tried to kill Michael time and time again but he always managed to “return from the dead”). The concept of the boogeyman finally culminated in the last minute of the film when Laure conceded, “It WAS the boogeyman” and the movie showed us familiar places with Michael breathing in the background–places that have been touched by evil and would never be the same again.

For those who have seen a plethora of movies, “Halloween” is almost always on their list of being one of the best horror films ever made. It’s not difficult to understand why considering how much it impacted the collective media unconscious. I consider it one of the best movies I’ve seen, not just in the horror genre, because of how it made me feel when I first watched it. There was a certain darkness to it that shook me to the core and I couldn’t stop thinking about it for days. And when I see it again from time to time on television as Halloween nears, I may smile during certain scenes and not look as scared as before. But the same thoughts regarding “What if I was in her shoes?” quickly flood my mind and I can’t help but feel affected. Though it may not scare you because you’re used to seeing blood delivered in gallons in modern horror movies (personally, I think blood is just gross and not at all scary), it would most likely earn your respect for being well ahead of its time in terms of craft and context.

Brittany Snow (Hairspray, John Tucker Must Die mfl) blev för några år sedan vittne till hur hennes familj mördades av hennes besatta lärare, spelad av Johnathon Schaech (stava rätt det namnet om du kan!). Samma kväll som studentbalen går av stapeln får hon reda på att mördaren rymt från anstalten där han hållits inlåst och gissa vem han är på väg till?!

Usch och fy vilken soppig film. Det är det traditionella upplägget med en hoper snygga tonåringar som en efter en faller offer för mördarens kniv till bara den oskuldsfulla blondinen står kvar. Det är så klyschigt och taffligt gjort så man blir förbannad och var finner vi logiken i hur man agerar vid en dylik hotbild? Hade önskat något originellt, bara något litet litet originellt som kunde skapat lite intresse kring det hela men tyvärr så uteblir det.

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Don’t count Andreas Carlsson, Swedish songwriter-slash-”Idol” judge out yet. In a recent online chat with expressen.se, he explains that his Tokio Hotel collab hasn’t been released yet – it will be on a movie soundtrack.

Which movie has not been even hinted at – rumors that it’s the Arthur und die Minimoys sequel or (god forbid) Eclipse (the New Moon tracklist is already out, so forget that) are just rumors with no basis.

Personally, I hope it’s a movie that appeals to the male demographic as much as the female (or even more). I actually thought the Prom Night remake (which featured “By Your Side” in an unscary scene) was a good choice, simply because of the genre.

If I controlled the world (which, mind you, I don’t, and am just being self-indulgent here), they’d be on the soundtrack for the Daft Punk-scored TRON Legacy, coming out in December ‘10. Ooh, and James Cameron’s Avatar, coming out this Christmas, hasn’t released it’s soundtrack listing yet….

La franqueza irónica y falta de reparos de Hello, Mary Lou: Prom NIght II se origina en su mismo título, una muy acertada referencia al griterío adolescente a través del mítico tema musical del tío-bueno-moja-bragas (y calzones, como bien sabía Freddy Mercury) de Ricky Nelson. Concebida como secuela oficial de la exitosa pero muy mediocre Prom Night, a la que es por completo ajena anímica y argumentalmente. Comparten, si acaso, la vena juvenil y el exhibicionismo gore, factores ambos que aportan notoriedad visual y subversiva tal a la “secuela” que el tosco “precedente” queda anulado todo él.

El televisivo y talentoso Bruce Pittman, director, hereda los tejemanejes visuales de los mejores Mario Bava (ese zoom directo al careto cubierto de sangre de una chica muerta pero guapa y con los ojos grotescamente abiertos) y Dario Argento (ese empeño esteticista y barroco de los crímenes y sus escenarios, de aura semblante a Inferno o Suspiria) para aglutinar los numerosos guiños cinéfilos e ideas enteras robados con descarada y divertida consciencia de clásicos como Carrie, The Exorcist, A Nightmare on Elm Street (de la que saquea de lo lindo) o Suspiria. Pero Hello Mary Lou… no se recrea en la referencia pop sin licencia propia. De miga hay y de peso, tanta, que en los 80 era rara cosa toparse con un película de terror (sobrenatural o no) en el instituto que se tomara tan a guasa y con tanta lucidez visual y mordaz temas tan espinosos y políticamente incorrectos como el incesto y la blasfemia satánica, y, en este caso, nunca lo hace en esa clave de subterfugio humorístico que sirve como dudosa disculpa ética. Su humor es negro y salvaje, que nos os confundan los tonos kitsch del entorno estudiantil.

Hello Mary Lou… es, y lo afirmo con rotundidad, una de las mejores películas de terror juvenil y humor negro escenificada en la instituto de la historia. A todas luces brillante y espectacular, desde la mentada creatividad visual de su director, su surrealismo pop (la escena del potro de juguete viviente es inefable y fascinante, como salida de la imaginación de Buñuel o Lynch), sus ingeniosos Fx hasta el elenco de chicas explosivas (maravillosa Wendy Lyon y también muy tremanda Lisa Schrage). Y ojo a los apellidos de la mayoría de personajes. Un montón de nombres clave del fantástico y lo alternativo, entre ellos, Waters, Hennenlotter, Dante o Browning.

Hello, Mary Lou…tiene tantas escenas cojonudas (como aquella del integral de Lyon en las duchas y el consiguiente asesinato en la taquillas… ¡usadas como apisonadoras para aplastar a la victima, oculta en el interior de una de ellas!) que si tuviera que describíroslas me vería obligado a reproduciros entero el delicioso guión del también televisivo y talentoso Ron Oliver, que repetiría igual labor en la digna pero inferior Prom Night III: The Last Kiss, manteniendo el esquema de las poseídas por el putón satánico y vengativo de Mary Lou. Ahí van sólo un par:

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-Bocaj

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G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra (2009): I had previously seen a whopping two films in theaters this summer—Star Trek and The Hangover—putting off countless others for future Netflix releases. When I read a few reviews that suggested G.I. Joe was passable summer entertainment, i.e. big and dumb, but not insulting, I used them to justify a trip to the theater. Let’s learn from my mistake.

Was it big? Sure, they visit Egypt and the North Pole and Paris and Washington, D.C., among other locales. Things explode. Bras push-up to their fullest capacity. Is it dumb? Yes, Channing Tatum is a charisma vacuum rivaling the esteemed. Is it insulting? That depends on whether you’re eight years old. Sadly, I am not, so the prospect of lining up the Joe and Cobra toys actors and enacting a huge, all-out battle as means for a climax isn’t that enticing, especially when so many of the plot lines converging for this battle are face-in-hands stupid. G.I. Joe should have appealed equally to people who grew up on the toys/cartoon/comic and kids currently growing up on the toys/cartoon/comic, but it’s the latter audience that defines the tone (and brainpower) of this film.

Prom Night (2008): A remake of the 1980 Prom Night in title and general conceit only, the 2008 version underscores the uselessness of PG-13 horror movies. Maybe if it had been remotely suspenseful or creative, the lack of gore and sex wouldn’t be as noticeable, but after a decent opening sequence, every scene in Prom Night plays out roughly the same. Here’s a character. Oh no, don’t go up to the suite. The killer’s going to get you! He’s there! I think he stabbed you! You’re apparently dead. Yes, upon further confirmation, you are dead. Near the end of the movie, the filmmakers skip all of that “suspense” and just reveal a dead body. Imagine if they’d done that the whole time. It would be a wildly postmodern ten-minute short film.

If there’s any reason to be mildly curious about Prom Night—again, fight the urge—it’s the casting. Between Idris Elba (Stringer Bell) and James Ransone (Ziggy Sobotka) from The Wire as detectives and Scott Porter (Jason Street from Friday Night Lights) as the loving boyfriend, it’ll trigger sympathy pains for the actors’ careers. But the most baffling choice is Johnathon Schaech as the killer. I’d recently caught part of Tom Hanks’ entertaining That Thing You Do! on television and wondered if I’d seen Jimmy Mattingly, the completely self-absorbed lead singer, in anything else. Lo and behold, he’s in this dreck. Unlike Elba and Ransone, he hasn’t done much to deserve better, but I feel sorry for anyone involved in a film like Prom Night.

Max Payne (2008): I’m going to call out Comcast’s on-screen guide on this movie. Not only did they generously give it one star of four, they called Mark Wahlberg’s performance “dynamic.” Is switching between being soul-crushingly dour, ineffectually angry, and tweaked-out traditionally dynamic? Granted, the last mode is at least entertaining in a so-bad-it’s-good way, which is what I expected from the whole of Max Payne, but the film is so relentlessly down that making it to the final act feels like a death march. Mila Kunis as a super-serious assassin? Ludacris as a super-serious internal affairs officer? Chris O’Donnell as a super-serious pharmaceutical executive? No fun to be found in any of them! The cinematography is intriguing at first glance, all floating snowflakes and Gotham-esque NYC skyscrapers, but even when it hits the Constantine-derived supernatural outbursts, I just wanted to get on a train and leave.

Untraceable (2008): Here’s the tagline: “A cyber killer has finally found the perfect accomplice: You.” Oh no! The torture-porn equivalent to the 1995 Sandra Bullock classic The Net and its online identity theft paranoia, Untraceable banks on the collapse of its external audience of Rotten.com enthusiasts into its internal audience of murderous voyeurs, thereby setting up an uneasy sense of ownership for these crimes. You see, you’re responsible. So what’s the easiest solution to this ethical dilemma? Don’t watch Untraceable! Diane Lane’s had far better performances; Billy Burke actually plays a cop named “Eric Box”; Colin Hanks is far more likeable on Mad Men; and the conclusion is overwhelmingly hackneyed. You won’t miss out on anything and you won’t feel responsible for the murder of innocent animals and people.

Myra sering menjadi teman untuk grocery shopping. Aku pasti Myra amat popular di high school. Pernah seorang quarter back Northwestern University menghantarnya pulang. Sebagai pelajar senior year di sekolah tinggi, aku mengharapkan Myra berjaya mendapat keputusan cemerlang untuk Advanced Placement (AP).

Rambut Myra panjang ke paras pinggang. Kerana gemarkan Beyonce, Myra berkeras untuk menyimpan rambutnya selama beberapa tahun. Myra amat gemar membantu di dapur. Air tangannya juga boleh tahan. Cuti musim panas yang lepas, Myra telah memasak nasi lemak untuk kami sekeluarga di pagi Ahad. Ku lihat suamiku, Adam telah menambah dua tiga kali.

Dengan ketinggian 5′ 7″, Myra yang berkulit putih kemerahan amat senang bergaul dengan kawan-kawan. Myra tidak pernah pulang lewat daripada 9:00 malam kecuali Prom Night iaitu pada jam 11:00 malam. Myra juga disenangi oleh guru-guru di sekolah.

Hello my Freaky Darlings,

This weeks horror movie is Prom Night.

I will admit that I haven’t watched the original, so this is all about the 2008 remake. Prom Night was not a mind blowingly intellectual horror movie. It was more in line with a mindless teen splatter flick with a pretty cool sound track. Although I did enjoy it, it was too similar to so many other teen horror movies out there. There were no original twists or turns. But if you’re in the mood for something cute, then this is probably up your alley.

Have a freaky day!

Author: Kate Thompson
Source: articleage.com

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you. Try not to let each other know the items you’ve,, indian incense
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, chosen
while waiting the few delivery days, indian incense
, that stand between you and
new found pleasures. When your items arrive in the mail, the
objective is to try whatever, indian incense
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really can’t / won’t / don’t want to). If you’re scared of what
extremes your partner might go to, set some boundaries
beforehand, indian incense
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Want to, indian incense
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yoga tape to enjoy at home, naked, with your lover. Set the
lights low and make sure the room is comfortably warm, use
incense and candles for a romantic touch. Place yoga mats or
towels on the floor and remove all of your clothing. Stretch to
your hearts content while admiring your partners pliant body…
in the, indian incense
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Create your very own harem! Find a cozy secluded area like a
basement, roof, attic, enclosed patio etc. To get in the mood
set up, indian incense
, a blanket and lot’s of pillows comfortable enough to
lounge on. Keep the lights dim and use a lantern or candles for
some ambiance. Light some incense and play soft relaxing music
(Indian sitar music is great). Now the fun part… to complete
you’re night for two, have a pot of chai tea and some ice cubes
set aside on a tray. Take turns orally pleasing each other by
alternating the warm sensation of chai tea in your mouth
followed by the cooling sensation of the ice. You’ll definitely
have, indian incense
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Make a game of christening one room in your house/apartment per
week. Initiate a, indian incense
, little hanky panky whether its in the kitchen
or living room, on carpet or stairs. Some out of the ordinary
places to try are closets, crawl spaces, attics, balconies,
apartment stairwells or elevators and even your front porch.

Worship your union in a house of worship! This may take some sly
planning and shouldn’t be attempted on the busiest religious day
of the week (Sunday). Usually churches are left open to the
public, finding a private alcove for a sinful tryst however can
prove challenging. Of course there are confessionals, just be
sure that you’re alone. For all you angels out there yearning
for lustful immorality, listen to gospel music while engaging in
fierce copulation. You can always repent later.

Are you up for a game of monkey see monkey do? This time when
you rent a porno, rather then just watching it… ape it. This
usually works best in a bedroom where you can be sure of having
privacy. Be sure to wear scandalous “porno” clothes, indian incense
, (it’s hard
to pretend you’re a super stud wearing the fish print boxers
your grandma got, indian, indian incense
, incense
, you for x-mas). This naughty exercise is a
great confidence booster and you are bound to discover new
positions or techniques to savor after the show is over.

Get a little kinky! Fetish parties or clubs are a fun, indian incense
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embrace your naughty side by, indian incense
, exploring different sexual themes
with like minded hedonists. If you don’t want to run into
embarrassing encounters with people you know (your dentist,
grandma, librarian etc.), wear, indian incense
, a mask or a wig, trust me you
wont be the only ones. Publicly advertised fetish parties are
best bets for first timers as they are usually, indian incense
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Clubs advertised in the back of weekly papers are usually a tad
more sinful.

Recreate the prom night you never had! Dig out your old taffeta
prom, indian incense
, dress or blue tux, some year books and old records. Rehash
how you spent your prom night and with whom as you go through
those moldy yearbooks. If you ended up going dutch then this is
your night to recreate the x-rated prom night you always dreamed
of. If you want to go all the way, rent a cheesy motel room and
giggle all night long.

Deliver us a pizza. Debit at the door.

Freaky possessed priest.
Most of the cast from Catwalk.
Bonus: Explosion!

The cast of Catwalk, you say? The YTV/MTV drama about a band, featuring a then-unknown Neve Campbell and a still-unknown everybody else? Indeed! The male lead of “Prom Night 4″ is Billy K, and the female lead is Maggi, who was weird-looking guy’s love interest. More on her in a later post. Until then, nostalgize: