Posts Tagged ‘worthwatching’

I love fragrance ads. No other subgenre fully embraces the conceptual, the pretentous, the over-the-top quite like it. When the pursuits of subtlety and tastefulness are removed from the equation, there’s no longer room for mediocrity — you’re either totally brilliant or an awesome trainwreck.

For this reason, I thoroughly enjoyed the ’90s golden age of fragrance ads. From Kate Moss’ iconic whisper to Vanessa Paradis’ haunting whistle, to Égoiste’s cringeworthy awesomeness, the ’90s had all the best shit. (more…)


Street Fighter 

Ladies and mostly gentlemen (who are we kidding here?)

Step away from the window. Get out of the tub and unplug that blowdrier. Life is worth living again! The good folks at College Humor have blessed us with the highest-quality material we’re likely to see all summer. I’m talking, of course, about “Street Fighter: The Later Years”. (more…)


I’m often told I spend far more time mocking stuff I don’t like than actually highlighting work I do enjoy. Fair point. But it’s hard to have a balance when the overwhelming majority of media output today is pure shite.

Anyway, while this is 4-month-old ad is ancient by web standards, I figured I should share it because while it may not age like fine wine, it’s like the salsa dip in my refridgerator: still pretty good four months later.

Let’s see HTML 5 do this, Steve jobs.

WATCH: And Then There Was Salsa


Charitable Spoiler Alert: Turn away if you haven’t reached the mid-point of Season 2, and want to remain somewhat surprised.

So, HBO’s True Blood is back, and I find myself truly shocked at how satisfying Sunday night’s season premiere was. I used to watch this show in fits of laughter, yelling “this is the worst thing on TV!!” at the screen. Then somewhere early in the second season, it crossed over from “so bad, it’s good” to “pretty good” territory.

I didn’t expect to comment on this premiere, but I found myself reading an open thread at Racialicious, in which Tara’s (Rutina Wesley) state of mind after losing her boyfriend had commenters all in a tizzy. (more…)

Here are the remaining two videos from the W.W.W. viral promo campaign for Dwele’s upcoming album W.ants W.orld W.omen. Sure, the “W.ants” clip trades in a few tired cliches, but I love the creative, relentless way he drums home the album release date.

For your consideration, The W.W.W. videos. (more…)

Janelle on Letterman.

I’ve heard her blow better live, so I’ll blame this on network-debut jitters. Still brilliant.

Vodpod videos no longer available.

And who did Letterman seem more interested in? Sigh.

Oh, Michelle...

Michelle Obama and others, including the President of the United States, attended this year's WHCD

So, Barry O’s second White House Correspondents Dinner was last night, and he wiped the floor with Jay Leno. In fairness, Times New Roman is funnier than Leno, so that really isn’t saying much.

But here’s my problem: I know the WHCD sprinkles in some celebrities with the politicos and journalists to keep the kids interested. But really: Justin Bieber? Kim Kardashian? The Jonas Brothers? Talk about a substance-vacuum.

All I’m saying is I really liked it when things meant something. We’ve lost far too many important cultural markers, and I refuse to let the White House Correspondents Dinner fade into that sweet nothingness. I mean, Jay Leno? Bush had The Mighty Colbert (although I’m pretty sure someone got fired for that), and you got… Leno? The most notable “celebrity” presence I remember from the 2006 dinner was Valerie Plame. Don’t go ruining this shit by inviting the Jo-Bros and actually acknowledging their presence during your monologue.

I will say, though, I’m greatly ticked by (not just Eric Massa, but) the thought that the Jonases must feel like octagenarian has-beens next to that little lesbian-looking Justin Bieber.

Silver linings, kids.

Further Reading:

TIME: Leno at the White House Correspondents Dinner: He’s No Obama
GAWKER: WHCD 2010: The Red Carpet