Want to watch The Bodyguard? No worries; it's one of Netflix's streaming titles. Or it was — until the studios removed it, and all of Whitney Houston's movies, from the streaming video site after the singer's death, allegedly to goose DVD sales. (Update: This appears to be wrong.)
Scandinavian* Scandal: Pentti Arajarvi, the husband of Finland's president, has been caught ogling the Danish princess' tits at a royal dinner in Copenhagen. The Sun provides video of the naughty Nordic spouse staring at Princess Mary's northern exposure, then averting his eyes and pretending to stare at the ceiling when Mary turns to face him.
Yesterday, Republican frontrunner Rick Santorum said the president subscribes to a "phony theology." His spokeswoman Alice Stewart took to MSNBC today to clarify: Santorum was referring to Obama's "radical Islamic policies." She herself later called MSNBC to clarify her clarification: she mean to say "radical environmental policies." It's a common mistake — haven't we all mistakenly called it the Islamic Protection Agency?
Here's a trailer for Seeking a Friend for the End of the World, the end of days, darkish comedy starring Keira Knightley and Steve Carell.
The fine folks at My Daguerrotype Boyfriend are celebrating President's Day the only appropriate way: by posting pictures of our hottest commanders-in-chief. Clockwise, from top left: Teddy Roosevelt (during his time rowing crew at Harvard); Teddy again, as a Harvard freshman; William McKinley as a Union soldier in the Civil War; Rutherford B. Hayes; Abraham Lincoln's son Robert Todd; and a 16-year-old James Garfield. Feel free to post your own presidential favorites in the comments.
No one really knows who the 5,765 members of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences are. Yes, those who decide who gets the fetishized and neutered gold man at the Oscars were a mystery until now. The LA Times did a demographic study of who is casting the votes. Shocker: it's old white guys.
Most of the common theories surrounding Whitney Houston's descent into drugs and eventual death have to do with the influence of her husband Bobby Brown. Now there's a new interesting theory. Maybe it wasn't her marriage to Bobby that turned her into an addict but breaking up with her lesbian lover, Robyn Crawford.
Mr. Glen Horlacher, 53, was arrested on Saturday after going on a "cursing tirade" outside Disney Land's Tower of Terror and then punching and kicking park employees and visitors. Happiest Place on Earth™? More like Punching-and-Cursingest Place on Earth™. (The action, such as it is, doesn't really start till around a minute into the clip.) Disney employees retaliated by turning Horlacher's face into the Pepper-Sprayiest Face on Earth™. [KABC]
This leading lady slept with several of the men and at least one of the women who costarred with her in this movie. This actor is pretending to be back on drugs for publicity. He should try sleeping around: it's much more fun and much more scandalous.
Former New York Times editor Bill Keller has spent the past year pursuing a weird personal crusade against Wikileaks founder Julian Assange. He continues, weirdly, and to the detriment of his own reputation. Likewise, we shall continue our crusade against Bill Keller, until all of the world's readers have abandoned both of us, and we are merely talking to one another, like the cranks that we all are.
Saturday in Britain was a "lovely winter's day," according to this wonderful BBC weather. And what says "lovely winter's day" better than "bucketloads of cunt"?
Meet Pierre Casiraghi, 24-year-old Monegasque prince and grandson of Grace Kelly, pictured here with his sister Princess Charlotte. But be aware: he might look a little bit different after a "vicious" nightclub brawl this weekend — involving Paris Hilton's ex Stavros Niarchos and the former owner of Hawaiian Tropic — that landed him in the hospital.
The FDA is going to investigate whether the "Aeroshot" canisters of inhalable caffeine are actually safe. When you hear about widely available and totally unregulated drugs like this that are available with absolutely no medical supervision whatsoever to any kid who wanders into a convenience store, it makes you ask: is that stuff any good?
John Fairfax died in his home in Nevada on February 8th, at 74-years-old. Today, the New York Times ran his obituary and it is pretty great, as far as obituaries go.
