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LOS ANGELES, Sept. 2 — As the curtain comes down on summertime with a resounding, post-Labor Day thud, it’s time to face the fact that TV’s biggest hit to emerge during the past three months came to us from — of all places — Bravo. THERE ISN’T MUCH debate that “Queer Eye For the Straight Guy” is a genuine phenomenon. Since premiering in July, it has made weekly sport of rewriting the Bravo ratings record books (not that tall an order, if truth be told) and set new marks that are double and triple the previous 18-49 and 25-54 demo standards. Kressley is the blond man in the middle, the wisecracking, pithy clotheshorse with the effortlessly witty patter. It’s hardly surprising that the 33-year-old from Allentown, Pa., is already beginning to field movie and TV offers and has enlisted an agent despite the fact that “Queer Eye” is his first work in front of the camera.
“It’s all very surreal,” says Kressley, who is also a nationally ranked equestrian. “We’re the reality show that could. All five of us are pretty blown away by this kind of attention, let me tell you. I always thought I had a face for radio, but ... well, go figure. I just did a ‘Good Morning, Miami’ (guest spot), and it looks like there’ll be a lot more. It’s safe to say that yes, I am the breakout star.”
Kressley admits he couldn’t have imagined “in 2 million years” that the show would strike the cultural nerve that it has. “It’s happened because we have no political agenda. We’re all just about having a good time and making people feel better about themselves ... I’m also pretty amazed at how much we’re able to get away with on this show. An awful lot gets left in. And I have the restraining orders to prove it.”
He has found that one unanticipated fringe benefit is the way “Queer Eye” appears to have helped open up a dialogue for some closeted gay men.
“I know one 19-year-old kid who watched the show with his parents,” Kressley says, “and when he saw how positively they were reacting to us on the show, he felt comfortable enough to come out to his mom and dad. How amazing is that?”
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“We’re doing the Lord’s work,” he believes. “I’m here to be his servant.”

Hey Thurgreed, if you can't have the lord's blessing, maybe you can do his work...

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Yes yes. It is a burden that God, in His wisdom, has placed upon those of us who are the chosen, the few, the faaaabulous.

Monday Morning Scare
 

And they should feel mean for using the word "bloated." There is simply no kind or diplomatic way to use that word to describe another human being, ever.

Maybe "puffy"? or "rounded" instead?

And I freakin' hate Jerry Lewis' talentless earsplitting braying schtick, so I'm with aV anyway.

100 Death Sentences Overturned in San Francisco
 

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/articl...505EDT0093.DTL

Spree: More than a hundred death sentences by judges overturned in several western states.

Pizza Dude
 

Or it's someone who watched both CSI Miami (bomb collar idea) and Phone Booth (implicate the pizza delivery guy, then kill him), then added em's own "for-profit" twist.

Creepy.

Pizza Dude
 

Where is the money that he got from the bank? Was it recovered?

Monday Morning Scare
 

I had no idea that pic was of Jerry Lewis when aV posted it. I was just thinking that John Madden's long lost twin brother must have been found.

Doesn't even look like Jerry Lewis. Weird.

breasticle day
 

Just a reminder I need all pictures by Midnight the 4th (to info@lawtalkers.com.) I've not got a lot of pictures yet, so I'm counting on you folks to deliver.

As before, male or female, clothed or unclothed, any body part is ok.

L

Monday Morning Scare
 

Well that's who I thought it was, but his hair wasn't black and greasy. That's what threw me at first.

Cube
 

Yeah, I did like it, actually, even though the ending pissed me off. (Watching it also pissed me off for another long-story-outable personal reason, but nevermind.) But it was a very fine little indie flick.

On other movie news, I enjoyed watching Dead Alive very much over the long weekend. Very funny. And there is one scene, towards the beginning, which nearly made me barf. And you know that anything that nearly makes me barf is pretty extreme.

100 Death Sentences Overturned in San Francisco
 

Damn 9th Circuit commie hippies.*

*I say this not because I believe it, but because it was just begging to be said.

Pizza Dude
 

Not the entire plot, but explosive collars that blow your head off were featured prominently as security devices in "The Running Man" (1987) starring a certain California gubernatorial candidate and a certain former Minnesota governor.

If the current trend continues, either Dweezil Zappa or Maria Conchita Alonso will be governor of Florida within six years.

Cube
 

Speaking of which, I thought "Dogma," which I finally saw this weekend, was extremely high on the gross-out quotient. Must God's work be done in exploding body parts and holy machine-gun barrages?

And God is a scrawny pretentious folksinger in silver lame'? Please.

Cube
 

It's worse than that. "Dogma" fucking sucked. The extent of its sucking can only be appreciated with the passage of time. Kevin Smith has the depth of allusion of an unimaginative community college creative writing student. Angels with names taken from a high-school book list and another pantheon, the existence of which obliterates the entire mythology upon which the plot is based? Check. A cast that combines has-beens from Smith's favorite movies alongside all the usual Smith suspects? Check. A performance that has to be the fucking worst performance ever caught on film, accidental or otherwise, special Salma Hayek division? Check.

They say Kevin Smith will be remembered for having made one great movie. I assumed they meant "Clerks." However, since that film doesn't withstand the only hallmark of a great movie (i.e., stands up after repeated viewings, offering something new each time), I don't know what's left.

Lost in La Mancha
 

Adding to the FB Movie Critique:

We watched the documentary Lost in La Mancha last night, which shows the making (and unmaking) of Terry Gilliam's The Man Who Killed Don Quixote.

This is very sad because throughout the movie you know that it doesn't get made and you cannot help but think how spectacular a film it would have been.