Emmy Fever!
Am I the only person on the planet who is made to puke by the very sight of Debra Messing? Until last night, I consoled myself with the thought that people are watching "Will & Grace" in spite of Messing, but clearly I'm in some kind of minority here. She approaches that role like she's in a dinner theater production of "Noises Off!" Here, have an Emmy.
In other news about cultural has-beens, critical reviews for the Woody flick are mixed, but the one clip they keep showing with Ricci and that "American Pie" dude involves the worst acting I've seen since Schwarzenegger's appearance on "Oprah." This is a terrible shame, because Ricci is kooky-hot and has nice gazoombas, and I haven't heard her talking about having sex since "The Opposite of Sex," and then I felt kinda weird because she was supposebly 16.
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