Welcome to my Movie Blog!

Hi, I'm Tony, a.k.a. The Non Roger Ebert (R.I.P., Roger!), and welcome to my movie blog. First, let me start out by saying that this WON'T be any ordinary movie blog as I'll be reviewing movies you've probably heard of before or probably never thought about watching. Yes, I will review the occasional "mainstream" film (mostly to slam it!) and I'll be reviewing films both past and present (mostly past since I think most films released nowadays suck canal water!). I also won't be using any star ratings or thumbs up or thumbs down or anything like that since if you CAN'T figure out how much I love or loathe a film by my movie reviews alone then you're a dumb mofo, please exit the site NOW!!!! Along with the movie reviews will be commentaries on various celebrities and/or the so-called "entertainment" business in general. Enjoy!



Monday, December 12, 2011

EASY A




Easy A was the apparent breakout role for Emma Stone, whom I regard as the thinking man's sex symbol. In the film, she plays a rather precocious teen who decides to start some rumors about herself being "easy" and, as one would expect, the rumors get all out of control. This film actually struck a serious nerve with me in that, like Emma's character, I too had several rumors spread about me while I was in the social hell that was my high school, though, unlike Emma's character, the rumors spread about me were definitely NOT by choice. Anyway, the rumors included that I was a drug dealer, a devil worshipper, that I was "gay" or homosexual in nature (i.e. a pussy), and even that I was planning to commit mass murder (and rape!) the night of my graduation after I had self-published a series of "independent" newsletters telling everyone at the school (or at least 99.9 1/2 % of them!) what I thought about them and their precious little sacred cows (football, homecoming, popularity, etc., etc.) and especially what they could go do with all their bullshit. As you can clearly tell, my little newsletter did NOT go over too well with the townsfolk! So that was why I could most definitely relate to what Emma's character went through in the film. Maybe THAT was why I felt more than a little depressed after watching the film (even though it was supposed to be a comedy!)! A sidenote: In case you didn't already figure it out by now, I went to school in a small little Southern town that I affectionately refer to as Redneck Hell (that, of course, is not the town's actual name). Picture the film and subsequent TV series Friday Night Lights on steroids and you'll get an idea of what life was like in Redneck Hell. And that is why to this day I have seen neither the TV show nor the movie Friday Night Lights (and why you WON'T see it reviewed here). I mean, why watch when I fucking LIVED it, am I right, people?

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