Saturday, April 24, 2010

Los Angeles Times Festival of Books...free LA Opera show! Hit with local book-lovers!








To many, Los Angeles is viewed as a cultural wasteland, but you wouldn't know it by scanning the throngs of locals teaming into the 15th annual Festival of Books at UCLA campus!

Unlike most events, the folks in attendance here, hail from many walks of life with one common interest.

A good read!

Today, thousands poured over book bins in search of literary treasures, waited patiently in lines to meet celebrated authors under the intense mid-day sun, and elbowed their way through packed concourses to attend enlightening panel discussions on a wide range of topics.

This year, the Festival excitedly launched a YA stage!

When I sauntered by around two in the afternoon, popular writers from the Vampire Horror Genre, were settling into an entertaining discussion on the topic with fans sprawled out on the lawn across a wide expanse.

Under another tent, Los Angeles Times writers were about to enter into an insightful talk on their favorite authors.

The literature was far-reaching in scope - ranging from the highly radical (Revolution Newspaper) to the spiritually-driven (beautifully bound collections on Eastern Philosophy and religion).

In fact, a Buddhist organization was handing out free copies of the teachings of various Masters with titles like "The Awakening of Compassion & Wisdom" and "Everything we do Matters."

An Islamic group was offering up translated versions of the Al-Quran for free!

I snapped up the "Bible" of the Middle-Eastern world which focuses on the teachings of Mohammed.

Now, I'd be able to fathom the controversy over the "South Park" incident, I expect.

A Trader Joe's cookbook - signed - was flying out of the kitchen at $10.00 a pop (no tax).

Excited readers were scouring bargain-basement bins for books priced at 5 bucks or less.

If you're heading to the festival tomorrow, it may be wise to wear sensible walking shoes.

Once the guests have braved their way through endless concourses and tented booths on the lower level, the adventurous, will trek up one-hundred steps (on a steep incline) to the top level where a food court, specialty booths, and the Hero Complex alley await.

A  floppy hat, to shield from the intense afternoon rays, may be a good idea too.

On the subject of food, take note that the wide selection of treats, are not cheap.

I did manage to purchase 2 sweet vegetarian rolls at Panda Express for $2.50.

Although the portions were small, the finger food was scrumptious.

That was a rarity.

For the most part entrees run at $7.00 - $10.00.

And, softdrinks, are commanding prices of $3.75 (and up).

What an outrage!

On the main concourse, perky teens are flogging lemonade at $5.00 a cup.

A tip for the budget-wise?

Just off the main thoroughfare, you'll be able to locate vending machines, where a can of pineapple juice may be purchased for seventy-five cents. 

Cokes and Gatorade are priced at $1.00 to $2.00.

Just across the courtyard from the Research Library, there is a spacious picnic area with a multitude of tables and chairs, where you can take lunch.

In the vending machines, there are light snacks like burritos and mini-pizzas, and a microwave to heat 'em up in a matter of seconds.

Tomorrow, you may want to take in a live performance by the Los Angeles Opera near the front entrance of UCLA Campus on the popular "etc. stage".

Check the festival website for a detailed run-down of all the artists slated to perform on a handful of stage around the festive grounds.

Info:  http://events.latimes.com/festivalofbooks/




Festival of Books...Omar J. Dorsey's foul language angers audience! John Heard reading mesmerizing..


What's the big deal?
(Cederling Fox candid moment)

 
 


John Heard mesmerized!




A "Word Theatre" presentation started off light and innocent enough on the - etc. stage - late this afternoon at the Los Angeles Festival of Books on the UCLA campus.

For example, Tess Harper read a delightful piece of literature about a relationship between a mother and son, which was well-received by the rapt audience.

But, the live stage performance turned ugly when actor Omar J. Dorsey (Blind Side) stood before the mic, and suddenly began hurling shocking expletives in all their vulgar capacity into the theatre space.

The reaction from some parents was swift and severe.

"There are children here, you mother****er!"

Instead of taking a moment to admit the inappropriateness of the material - or apolgoize - Mr. Dorsey proceeded to exhibit a disturbing lack of sensitivity.

What was his angry response?

"Forget about it!"

He plunged on unphased.

I was stunned, frankly.

When Cederly Fox, the Artistic Director for "Word Theatre" returned to the stage at the end of the actor's  reading, I was on the edge of my seat.

Would she ignore the incident?

"Sorry about the expletives," she grimmaced.

Then, without skipping-a-beat, she uttered up a comment that put the spotlight on her lack of professionalism.

"But, it's an adult show," she shrugged in defense.

What an arrogant bit**!

Her flimsy excuse, in view of the circumstances, was total bullsh**.

For example, the show was presented on a main stage at the entrance to the UCLA campus.

At four in the afternoon, the questionable material was being broadcast over a handful of speakers, and falling on the ears of Festival guests (largely comprised of parents and children) a hundred-or-so feet in all directions (at a minimum).

Notwithstanding, it should be noted that there weren't any notices posted - warning parents that the "adult material" (as Fox described it) - might  not be suitable for children.

The fact the dizzy broad thought that Dorsey's  blue performance was acceptable (duh!) underscored that the inexperienced low-life has no common sense, all the intelligence of a worm, and a lack of discernment in respect to artistic license in a given setting.

I trust that the Los Angeles Times will review tomorrow's material, and weed out unacceptable language, to ensure young children and their parents are not subjected to this kind of filth again.

Obviously, the organizers of - "etc. stage" - aren't going to bother!

As a major sponsor, the daily newspaper owes that to the community, in my estimation.

In spite of the Dorsey shocker, the event ended on an upbeat note.

John Heard, one of my favorite actors, mesmerized the audience with his  interpretation of a piece on "crows".

In contrast the other actors, Mr. Heard's style was natural and believable.

In fact, with great ease, he managed to give the impression that he was in a private conversation with each and every member of the audience.

His relaxed, easy-going approach to the hilarious literature, was certainly bang on.

Few actors - Richard Burton was one - are capable of accomplishing that in one fell swoop!

As to the rest of the Festival, well, it was a high point of my week.

I will be reporting on some of the events in a post later this evening.

For those of you planning to attend tomorrow (Sunday) I have some tips on where to purchase reasonably-priced snacks and drinks (lemonade on the main concourse goes for $5.00 pop!) for those on a budget.

There will be info on which booths are giving out free books!

And, a run-down on stage performances in the line-up tomorrow.

Los Angeles Opera (free!) anyone?

Later!


Omar's vulgar language incited anger at family outing!

Los Angeles Asian Pacific Film Festival...free screening of Bruce Lee film! April 30th!







As part of their tribute to BRUCE LEE, theAsian Pacific Film Festival will be sponsoring a free screening of the Chinese Connection.

In addition, music-lovers will be excited to hear that there will be a live performance by the popular Rock Band LiLA (Lost in Los Angeles).

The event is free and is being held at Madang the Courtyard.

Free parking!

Film buffs and fans may recall that - Chinese Connection - first introduced Bruce Lee to young urban and Asian American audiences in the heady 70's.

Due to content that is excessively violent parental guidance is recommended.

Date:
April 30th (7  p.m.)

Location:
621 S. Western Ave.
Los Angeles (Koreatown

In addition to the free movie event, the Festival has a couple of panel discussions that may be of interest, too.

ENTER THE DRAGON

This classic is considered to be the quintessential Bruce Lee film featuring  an all-star cast of Martial Arts Masters and known actors.

HOW BRUCE LEE INFLUENCED POP CULTURE
(Panel Discussion)

In tandem with the screening, there will be a panel discussion with Shannon Lee, Directors Reginald Hudlin and Brett Ratner, martial artist/actor Bob Wall and rock musician Joseph Hahn of Linkin Park.

Phil Yu of http://www.angryasianman.com will moderate.

Tickets available at www.vconline.org/festival

Date:
May 1st  (12:00 p.m.)

Location:
Laemmle Sunset 5
8000 W. Sunset Blvd.
West Hollywood, CA

BRUCE LEE: THE FAMILY MAN (Panel Discussion)

An intimate chat with widow Linda Lee Cadwell, daughter Shannon Lee, and moderated by director/stuntwoman/martial artist and God-daughter Diana Lee Inosanto.

Free event.

Date:
May 2nd  (4:00 p.m.)

Location:
Directors Guild of America (Atrium)
7920 Sunset Blvd.
West Hollywood, CA

Info: http://www.vconline.org/festival

Arizona Bill...Barack Obama proof of election eligibility required!



It's a bum rap!

 


The Arizona State House approved a bill (31-29) that would require U.S. Presidential Candidates to establish they meet the constitutional requirement to run for office.

Candidates would be required to submit documents that verify they were born in the United States, for example, which is a prerequisite for a Presidential hopeful.

In recent months, there has been a swirl of controversy around President Obama, in this regard.

Some allege that Obama was not born in the U.S.

The measure, if passed by the Arizona Senate, may settle the nasty dispute at-long-last.

The President would be required to show his birth cerificate if he intends to be placed on the State's ballot for reelection.

ln a nutshell, it's just another attempt to put the screws to a President, citizens of Arizona have become disenchanted with.

Hell hath no fury like a tumbleweed scorned!




All Stars Project Gala...raises $3 million! Rosie Perez attended!









The All Stars Project held its National Gala Benefit on April 12th at the David H. Koch Theatre at Lincoln Center.

Titled - "Out of Crisis Helping the World's Youth to Grow" - the high-profile event raised $3 million dollars for After School Development.

The Gala was hosted by Diana Williams of ABC Eyewitness News.

Academy Award- nominated actress Rosie Pérez attended.

The organizers announced the formation of  a $9.2 million expansion campaign for the All Stars Project of New Jersey which includes creating The Scott H. Flamm Center for Development Afterschool in downtown Newark.

The event also honored hedge-fund industry leader, Elliott Management Corporation.

Dinner co-chairs included Steve Alesio (Dun & Bradstreet); Scott B. Hill (Ernst & Young); Keith Horn, Elliott Management Corp.); Hunter L. Hunt (Hunt Oil); Charles MacDonald (Elliott Management Corp.); and T. Ross (Merrill Lynch).

The 2010 Bridge Building Awards for Leadership in Community Relations were presented to five countries for their exmplary leadership in providing aid to Haiti in the aftermath of January's devastating earthquake.

Haiti's Consul General of New York, Felix Augustine (along with youth leaders of the All Stars Project) presented the awards to Consul General H. E. Osmar V. Chohfi (Brazil); Consul General Daniel Sullivan (Canada); Ambassador Jorge Bolanos (Cuba); Consul General Phillippe Lalliot (France); and Consul General's Asaf Shariv (Israel).

Friday, April 23, 2010

Arizona Governor Brewer...passes Immigration Law! President Obama livid!




Governor Brewer takes hard look at Illegal Immigration!





Governor Jan Brewer ignored criticism and signed into law an Immigration bill today designed to curb the flow of illegal immigrants in the State of Arizona.

I reported on the controversial issue yesterday on the heels of a protest held in the Los Angeles area.

Post: 04/22/10

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2010/04/immigration-reformproposed-arizona-law.html

Yes, I support the measure, for the reasons stated in the thoughtful afore-mentioned post.

Hundreds of protesters gathered outside the State Capitol in Arizona earlier this afternoon, to vigorously argue that the Immigratioin Bill would lead to Civil Rights abuses.

Brewer chided critics for "overreacting".

In so many words, the Governor was quite adamant, that she wouldn't tolerate racial profiling.

"We in Arizona have been more than patient waiting for Washington to act," Brewer said after signing the landmark historical document.

"But decades of inaction and misguided policy have created a dangerous and unacceptable situation," she added without reservation.

News out of Washington is that President Obama is livid.

In a knee-jerk reaction, Barack labelled the actions of Arizona lawmakers "misguided".

The Justice Department has been asked to examine the document to determine if it's legal.

The hands-on Commander-in-Chief asserted that the Federal government must enact immigration reform at the national level - otherise - the door will be swung wide open to the "irresponsiblity of others."

"That includes, for example, the recent efforts in Arizona, which threaten to undermine basic notions of fairness that we cherish as Americans, as well as the trust between police and their communities that is so crucial to keeping us safe," Obama said.

Hogwash!

There is an old saying that applies here:  Sh** or get off the pot.

Folks are tired of waiting, and fed up with Barack's empty promises, so they have taken action.

The Mexican American Legal Defense and Education Fund said it plans a legal challenge to the law because it "launches Arizona into a spiral of pervasive fear, community distrust, increased crime and costly litigation, with nationwide repercussions."

In response, the Governor ordered the State's law enforcement licensing agency to develop a training course on how to implement the law while respecting civil rights.

The bill will take effect in late July or early August.
.
Arizona has an estimated 460,000 illegal immigrant and its harsh remote desert serves as the corridor for the majority of illegal immigrants and drugs moving north into the U.S. from Mexico.

The bill's Republican sponsor, State Rep. Russell Pearce of Mesa, said Obama and other critics of the bill were "against law enforcement, our citizens, and the rule of law."

Pearce said the legislation would remove "political handcuffs" from police and help drive illegal immigrants from the state.

"Illegal is illegal," said Pearce, a driving force behind the issue in Arizona.

"We'll have less crime. We'll have lower taxes. We'll have safer neighborhoods. We'll have shorter lines in the emergency rooms. We'll have smaller classrooms."



Julian's Delight...light nutritious treat for lazy days in sun!








At the crack of dawn I sauntered up to the cashier at Pavillions with my Los Angeles Times in hand, just as the clerk started to ring up items for the shopper ahead of me.

The handsome stranger half-turned, smiled, and apologized for having so many items (a whole cart full of delicious-looking groceries).

"If you were here two seconds earlier, you could have gone ahead of me."

"That's okay. I'm a patient man," I chuckled.

After a quick once over, it struck me that the cutie had been out prowling all night in his rugged leather jacket, black jeans, and tres chic t-shirt.

Tweaking? 

Not to be confused with tweeting, of course.

At this point, he plucked up a carton of strawberries and noted that they were on sale for a paltry 99 cents a package.

So, I scurried off, and snapped up a box.

When I returned, he shoved a box of freshly-baked chocolate chip cookies in my direction, and urged me to scoop one up.

What do they say?

Beware of Greeks who bare gifts.

Dreamy, though!

Unlike this guy, who obviously shopped for a week or so in advance, I usually pick up a few items daily for a couple of good reasons.

The food is fresher, and I'll also be able to take advantage of sales that might pop up out-of-the-blue, during the week.

Notwithstanding, the truth of the matter is, I never know day-to-day what I am going to be in the mood to munch on.

When it came time to pay-up, the dude's bill was a staggering $180.00!

And, get this, the sexy stud paid in cash.

Hmmmm.

As he strode off, it suddenly dawned on me that I could rustle up a tasty light snack with the strawberries, something to chomp on in the early afternoon when the sun started to burn off the early morning haze (smog?).

And, I'm going to share the receipe with you!

"Julian's Delight" requires a bowl, yogurt (frozen or plain), strawberries, a can of madarine oranges, one or two kiwi, a banana, and a package of asssorted nuts, walnuts, or almonds.

Right off-the-bat, you should know, I am not keen on measuring.

Not in respect to food, anyway!

Basically, I use my instinct, and toss the items in the bowl with daring aplomb.

Before you start, be sure to have a can of mandarin oranges in the fridge, so the contents are chilled when the dish is ready to be served.

Nothing worse that dried-up warm mandarin fruit, in my opinion!

The first step requires a bit of slicing and dicing.

For example, chop the strawberries, kiwi fruit, banana, and nuts into bite-size pieces.

Pour the yogurt into the bowl first.

Then, ceremoniously add the strawberries, kiwi fruit, and banana selections on top of the yogurt.

Drain the mandarin juice from the can and return it to the refrigertor in a sealed container (use it later for a fruit and/or protein shake).

With a bit of creative flair, position the mandarin slices on top of the contents in the bowl.

Sprinkle on the nut mixture.

Voila!

A tasty nutritious snack that will be easy on the stomach and digestive system.

And, it will also provide a slow-burning energy, sure to get 'ya through the rest of the day.

Bon appetite!



Roman Polanski...2nd Appellate court denies appeal! Final chapter of drama on horizon...




Rape occurred in Nicholson's Hollywood Hills Mansion
(Jack starred in Polanski's Chinatown)




Yesterday - with a minimum amount of fuss - the 2nd Appellate Court dismissed Roman Polanski's bid to end his long drawn-out sex case on the grounds of Judicial misconduct and lower-court error.

Polanski's highly-irregular request to be sentenced in absentia was also denied.

The Justices in the Appeals court - located in downtown Los Angeles - issued up their ruling without a formal opinion to back it up (which tends to suggest the bench-warmers found little merit in the arguments submitted by the beleaugered film director's lawyers a scant few weeks ago).

Samantha Geimer, the victim at the center of the controversial criminal proceeding, also filed a motion with the Justices for a dismissal in recent weeks.

Unfortunately for Polanski, her pleadings lacked the bite necessary to sway the minds of the Jurists.

Now that the issue has been resolved on these shores, all eyes are on Swiss authorities, who held back on extradition proceedings pending a decision from the California Judiciary.

Polanski was indicted on six felony counts which included rape by use of drugs, child molestation,  and sodomy.

He later pleaded guilty to one count of unlawful sexual intercourse.

The District Attorney's response was short and sweet.

"The appellate court read the briefs and made what we feel is the appropriate decision,"  spokeswoman Sandi Gibbons said in a prepared statement.

Gibbons noted there would be  no further comment from the DA's office.



Polanski in happier days with Sharon Tate


Festival of Books...Carol Burnett & Carl Reiner appear! Panel Discussions! Kid stuff...









The ever-popular annual Festival of Books - sponsored by the daily Los Angeles Times - returns to UCLA campus this weekend.

Celebrity speakers - with books to plug - are already rustling up widespread interest.

For instance, Mary McNamara will chat with Carol Burnett at the Ackerman Grand Ballroom, about her biography - This Time Together - to the delight of her fans.

In addition, special panel discussions are bound to be packed to capacity.

So, it may be wise to get an early start, to ensure you land a seat under one of the many big tents that will dot the festive landscape.

After the talks, most festival authors will remain to sign books.

There is no requirement that a book be purchased at the fair, so sling your own tome from home!

Most of the events are free, so budget-minded book-lovers keen on a relaxing a few hours in a park-like setting, should take advantage of the golden opportunity.

Kids pinning 'ya down?

Take 'em along!

There is a separate area for the young ones - where stage shows (and entertaining amusements) - will keep them contented (and most certainly nurtured at the same time).

Slated to play in the Children's line-up on Saturday, for instance, is Nickelodeon's "The Fresh Beat Band" (10:00 a.m.)

Author Carl Reiner (comic) follows shortly thereafter at 11:00 a.m. with a scheduled reading of  "Tell me a Silly Story."

Later in the afternoon, Henry Winkler will be on hand, too (2:40 p.m.)

Hero Complex will make a splashy entrance at the Festival this year with a fine array of comic books, manga and graphic novel publishers, and a bevy of writers and distributors from the genre.

The Los Angeles Times Festival of Books is the largest Literary Event in America today!

Info:  http://www.latimes.com/festivalofbooks



Thursday, April 22, 2010

Disc Jockeys...insight on Bl** Jobs! Oprah says no such thing as bad one...





Howard a boob man!



Today, a couple of disc jockeys were chatting about an open letter to males that was published in one of the slick monthly mags by a celebrity flavor of the month.

Those dudes were pushing the envelope - the lip of it - anyway.

For example, on the subject of oral sex, one of the curious platter flappers asked a female in the studio who gave oral sex better.

Men or women?

She hesitated, giggled if I am not mistaken, then swore up and down it was a woman.

“Because they know what a woman likes.”

I can hear all those diesel dykes around the country panting at the thought.

But, you know what, the same applies to dudes.

Although Oprah once noted on her show that guys have asserted there is no such thing
as a bad blow job, I thoroughly disagree.

Nothing worse than a sloppy suck, that doesn’t arouse, or only chaffs the head!

Give me that man tool back, I’ll whack it off myself, thank you very much.

Actually, I knew a guy that could blow himself.

Disgusting thought, eh?

The naughty - but enlightening (in a sexual vein) - conversation turned to the female bod.

One jockey raved that a woman’s physical form was far superior to that of a man.

“It is so aesthetically pleasing," he gushed.

Somehow, I doubt that Perez Hilton would agree!

Oh, in that case, why not just stand her on a pedestal and jerk off?

“The boobs are the best. Even women love boobs, right?"

Even still, it is not always to sculpt the size and shape right.

Just ask Heidi Montag.

She may be able to float better in a pool, but any moment, it is wholly conceivable she may blow up or go bust if there's a boo-boo.

Reminds me of an old Nun joke.

Two nuns were walking in the garden at the convent when the one sister’s bra suffered a malfunction.

“Oh, Christ, my brassier strap broke,“ she cried out.

The other nun chastised her for using the Lord’s name in vein.

“What do you want me to say - my cup runneth over?”

Ba-dump!

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Ryan Seacrest...cheating drama on radio compelling! Ballsy risk-taking...



You expect me to believe that?

 




Did you happen to catch the drama unfold on Ryan Seacrest's morning talk show today?

Whew!

Ryan, that was pretty ballsy, didn't think you had it in 'ya!

The scenario went something like this.

On the premise that 3 dozen flowers were being given away to a winning contestant, Ryan and his staff, coaxed an unsuspecting husband down the garden path (!) right into the jaws of a steely trap that would effectively land the cheater in the doghouse with his faithful wife and his di** in the wringer.

When the gentleman (scoundrel?) was roused from a deep slumber (sounded that way, to me) he was duly informed that he not only won the precious prize, but was also granted the option of having the pretty fragrant bouquets delivered right to the door of the object of his love (passion?).

Without much hesitation, the foggy-headed dude instructed Ryan's partner in crime, to deliver the flowers to a gal by the name of "Abigail" in Wisconsin.

And, he requested that a note be attached to say how much he "missed her".

Just before he was about to hang-up, though, Ryan asked a troubling question.

"Who is Abigail?" Ryan and his crew probed.

Huh?

Within minutes, Seacrest was all over him like flies on sh**.

"Aren't you married, Sir?"

The silence on the end of the phone was deafening.

Say what?

"Are you having an affair with this woman?"

No, he protested, "we're just friends".

One of Seacrest's co-workers tried to pin him down further.

"Did you sleep with her?"

No, we just had dinner, he asserted.

"Did you have drinks?"

Ryan went in for the kill at this juncture.

"You've been away from home for months. Why would you send the roses to Abigail instead of your wife?  It doesn't sound right, dude," he concluded snidely.

But, now for the finale.

The man's wife chimed in on the other end of the line!

"Can't we talk about this at home?"

"Maybe you would rather go to Wisconcin," she blurted out angrily.

And, you thought that Jerry Springer was titillating.

Good on you, Ryan!

Can a reality show be in the offing?




West Hollywood Pavillions...finally gets message! Hires white male security guard...sigh!





After the fiasco with the Popcorn Mafia at the New Beverly Cinema last night, I zipped over to Pavillions to snatch up a snack just shy of the witching hour.

As I strolled through the front doors, I pinched myself.

Was I dreaming?

Right off-the-bat (in plain view) I caught sight of newly-installed security guard.

And, guess what?

He was tall, white, and standing at his post in a respectful dignified manner!

At long last, Pavillions woke up, and smelled the coffee.

In recent weeks, shortly after a long drawn-out renovation, Pavillions threw its doors open wide once again.

But, the celebratory mood subsided - and turned to anger - when long-time Caucasian residents continued to encounter rude imposing African-American security guards on duty daily who harassed them when they shopped.

To many, it was obvious, that the posse of gruff uniformed employees were racist.

Although many complaints were uttered up - and I penned a couple of posts on the controversial issue - Pavillions proceeded to cast a blind eye to the ongoing problem.

In view of what has finally unfolded before my very eyes, it appears that Pavillions has finally fathomed the intriguing (complex) social strata that is at the heartbeat of West Hollywood.

Now that I have published this post, I expect all the girls (and local females, too) will be darting in to Pavillions to get a gander at the tall handsome security guard, who fits into the terrain comfortably.

Sorry, folks, I saw him first!




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Immigration Reform...proposed Arizona Law triggers protests in Los Angeles!






On the heels of an announcement that Arizona is proposing sweeping new Immigration Laws, Immigration Reform advocates took to the streets in Los Angeles yesterday to protest.

The most contentious issue pertains to a policy - that if approved - would allow Law Enforcement to request Immigrants provide proof of their citizenship, legal status, etc.

One spokesperson - a Puerto Rican woman by the name of Ms. Lopez - didn't help the cause any when she uttered up a stupid argument yesterday on behalf of the cause.

It's a ridiculous notion, she adamantly asserted at the rally, in so many words.

"No one carries their legal papers around with them," she angrily shouted

Ah, not true, Miss.

My permanent residency card is tucked inside my wallet right alongside my Driver's License and my Social Security Card.

Also, in many countries around globe, travellers (and residents alike) must provide documents to verify their identity (and legal status) when asked.

Why should Latinos get special treatment?

I do agree with Lopez in one respect, though.

Police Officers (and law enforcement personnel in general) should not stop an individual based on the color of their skin.

That is discriminatory and racist and not accepted in a country where the U.S. Constitution is the law of the land.

However, I am of the mind, that if a Police Officer stops an individual for just cause, that they should be allowed to check ID, legal status, and so forth and so on.

Americans have a right to know who is travelling within their borders.

In the final analysis, the Arizona Immigration Reform proposed, may end of curbing terrorism down the road (in addition to resolving the out-of-control illegal immigrant problem in the United States today).

If Latinos don't like the American way of life, then they should pack up, and go home!

The truth hurts, I know!


Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Popcorn Mafia...shocking A.I.D.S. jokes! New Beverly Cinema new low! Diablo Cody missteps!






Filmgoers waited in the cold for over an hour-and-half  due to management's gross lack of organization, two unfunny low-lifes from the Popcorn Mafia shocked audiences with cruel A.I.D.S. and paraplegic jokes, and when the lights went up on the stage fans were forced to endure  amateurish, sloppy, immature material that smacked of grade school.

Guest Diablo Cody (Juno screenwriter) couldn't even save the disaster.

I was cruising down Beverly Boulevard when I spied the writer's name on the well-lit marguee at the New Beverly Cinema.

Quick on the uptake, I screeched into a parking stall a block up, then headed up  the bustling street to take in the show.

What a mistake. 

I should have put on blinders on and driven right by.

When I arrived at the front of theatre, there were just a handful of guests milling about, waiting to purchase their tickets.

But, when an onslaught of excited Diablo Cody enthusiasts desended on the revival house, it was evident that something was amiss.

As it turned out, the New Beverly Cinema accepted reservations online at their web site, which caused a lot of confusion in the aftermath at the Theatre.

For example, two haphazard lines started to form - one for those who reserved online - and another for folks (like myself) who just popped unaware of the bizarre ticket purchase snafu that was about to erupt into some unpleasantness.

Screwy, for obvious reasons.

People who reserved on the web site didn't actually pay for their tickets - nor did they actually have a downloaded copy of a coupon - in hand.

So, these guests were forced to stand in line to complete the  process, while a handful of unhappy patrons grumbled about the slip-shod (imbecile way) the seating arrangements were handled.

The line snaked along ever-so-slowly because - after all - the cashier on duty was forced to sift through pages of reservations to locate the names, and produce a wrist band, to  send them on their merry (?) way.

One disgruntled man next to me grunted that if they did actually pay, they should get into the same line as the rest of the folks.

To complicate matters, some dim wit - with shit for brains - strolled out of the lobby on a stupid whim and proceeded to holler out instructions and treat the  guests like cattle.

Yup!

The guy was obviously born in a barn!

Then, the short dumpy bald loser, came up with a brilliant idea in respect to queue etiquette.

"People with ticket reservations stand in line there. People without tickets line up over here."

Everyone turned to each other in disbelief.

Obviously, that was too simple though, because he was inclined to step outside twice after that, and pull a switcheroo again and again.

Well, you just had to look at the guy to see what his problem was.

Could this actually be the stupidest person on the planet standing there in front of us in plain sight?

Duh!

When he made a derogatory reference about homeless people, well, I was disgusted.

Personally, I didn't mind standing in line because - after all - I drove up last-minute to catch the event out-of-the-blue.

What did upset me, though, were the selfish people - without any class - who used their pull with a friend involved with the production inside to butt in line (at the expense of decent well-mannered individuals who waited patiently in line instead).

I have attended screenings at this theatre for years, have written reviews for their films, and have never ever asked for special treatment, free admission, or a VIP  entrance through the side door.

As much as possible, I try to be a regular theatre-goer, without throwing my weight around.

But, last night, was BAD!

Michael (the owner) should be ashamed. I am surprised that he permitted that crappy behaviour to persist inside his doors.

In spite of the rough start - it was pitiful, believe me - I entered the Theatre with an open mind.

But - the lack of production values ($12.00 for this shit?), humorless material, and stale old gossip snatched up from old movie mags - was so low-brow that I shifted in my seat uncomfortably.

There weren't many folks in my section of the Theatre laughing, I assure you.

In fact, I almost walked out when one of the hosts of the Popcorn Mafia Show made a nasty joke about A.I.D.S.

After making a disparaging remark about a specific film era, one dizzy broad  quipped with an acid tonuge:

"No wonder they all died from A.I.D.S. in the eighties!"

Her cohort actually followed up with a congratulatory slap on the back for getting to an A.I.D.S.. joke right at the top of the show.

Revolting!

Miss, millions of people have died from A.I.D.S., and the crisis has reached global propertions.

If you think that this many years on, it is okay to poke fun of the killer disease - and those afflicted - you are sadly mistaken.

At the end of the show, when a puppet was given out as a prize, the other host proved she was just as insenstive  and mean-spirted (and out of touch with the times).

"Oh, it feels like cuddling up to a paraplegic."

I was stunned!

The sooner these pieces of white trailer trash have vanished from the podcast airwaves, the better off America will be, for having given them a well-deserved boot.

Start your boycott of the Popcorn Mafia Show today.


Asian Pacific Film Festival...Au Revoir Taipei charming entertaining film!







Fortunately, the PR Department for the Asian Pacific Film Festival, held a private screening of "Au Revoir Taipei" at Raleigh Studios yesterday for members of the press.

Usually, film critics catch a myriad of offerings during the course of a festival, but there is one problem with that from a filmgoers point of view.

By the time the review has been published, the festival has wrapped, and the project has moved on to the next circuit event in search of a distributor.

Consequently, a potential fan base has been left dangling and SOL.

Since my review of the film by Chinese-American filmmaker Arvin Chen is being posted today, there will be ample opportunity to snatch up a ticket and take in the delightful feature which kicks-off the Festival at the DGA on April 29th (2010).

Understandably, AU REVOIR TAMPEI, was a hit at the recent Berlin Film Festival.

The storyline focuses on KAI, who has been moping over the fact his girlfriend left TAMPEI, for more exciting climbs in Paris (France).

In anticipaton of a long-awaited trek overseas to reunite with the object of his passion, he toils in his family's restaurant during the day, and  brushes up on his French under the glow of the midnight oil each evening.

When an unexpected love interest wanders into the picture, Kai is suddenly pulled in two intriguing directions.

A run-in with a gang of thugs (a motley crew festooned in smart-suits in matching neon hues) manages to rev up the stakes out-of-the-blue.

Although nothing earth-shattering goes down here - there are a handful of amusing scenes, a posse of likeable characters (who turn in fine performances one and all) - and enough surprise jolts to keep filmgoers laughing throughout.

A slice of Taipei life is a feast for the eyes, too.



Director Arvin Chen


Kate Gosselin...gets boot from "Dancing". Lost spark yesterday morning...






Kate & Tony in happier segments!



To paraphrase a quote from the big ballsy musical "Chicago":

"She had it coming."

And, to many, it was obvious.

Yesterday morning, for instance, a disc jokey made the observation in a one-on-one interview with Ms. Gosselin - that the not-so-nimble cha cha gal - had lost her spark.

There was a pause, then Kate responded in total puzzlement.

"What do you mean?"

The DJ struggled for words.

"Well, you don't seem to be yourself today," he shrugged in so many words.

Of course, the rumors were running rampant, that Gosselin would be parting ways with her handsome upbeat partner (Tony) and bidding adieu to cast & crew alike at "Dancing with the Stars".


Gosselin - for once - was speechless.

Then, fate reared its ugly head last night, and Kate was suddenly faced with the bitter truth.

The perky show-biz novelty was shown the door.

Across the airwaves today, show biz reporters labelled the old heave-ho, one of the most shocking elimination segments of the season.

Did Kate feel betrayed?

Well, she should have seen the "dancing" on the wall.

Each week, the mother of eight managed to scrape by - in part due to a generous at-home audience - that saw her as a bit of mindless entertaining fodder to chew on.

But, even the appetite of die-hard-fans, was finally satiated.

Pamela Anderson and Damian Whitewood stood on the chopping block alongside Kate & Tony nervously as they awaited Bergeron's much-anticipated announcement.

The startling news was a shocker for Kate - so much so - that she had to take a moment to collect her thoughts.

"I need a minute," an emotional Kate told Tom and co-host Brooke Burke, before conceding the race.


Tony was quick on the uptake, handed Kate a much-needed tissue, and offered up a few choice words to soften the blow.

"You know what?  I'm very proud of Kate. She gets a lot of criticism out there and it is difficult."

"I give her all the credit in the world for showing up. As exhausted as she was, she still showed up every single day," he quickly added without hesitation.

"As a teacher, I am very proud of you because I thought you danced beautifully. You showed America it doesn't matter how much things go against you, you still come out here and give it your best."

"My gut feelings are always right and it's OK," Kate finally blurted out.

"I had the opportunity. I'm very, very honored to have been here. I love everyone that I met. It was a great experience."

And, the high drama continues next week, with the remaining stalwart hold-outs.

I'm biting my nails, already!

See 'ya there!


The Show must go on!


Pregnancy...male sex drive curtailed by female scent!

Pregnant females capable of being sexy!



Dudes, listen up!

If you don't want your hormone levels to drop off (or suffer a loss of sex drive) it may be a good idea to be away on a business trip (or conveniently out-of-doors and/or away from the home fires) when your wife (girlfriend) is pregnant.

According to researchers, when a woman is with child, she naturally throws off a scent which causes the hormone count of the expectant father to fall.

Consequently, the male animal's urge to prowl for sexual conquests is quelled.

Scientists believe that this is nature's way of setting the coupling stage - so that the lovebirds have the opportunity to build a little nest - without outside interference from an interloping female.

No wonder Tiger was always inclined to go away on long business trips while his wife suffered morning sickness at home alone.




Tiger never had problem getting jollies off!

http://www.thetattler.biz

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Steve Cooley...staff in District Attorney's office engage in conspiracies! Ignore Statutes! Violate Citizens' Rights!







Currently I have information, facts, and evidence in my possession - that establishes that lawyers in the District Attorney's office in downtown Los Angeles - have been engaging in a conspiracy to cover up incompetence and wrong-doing on their part to avoid recrimination.

In addition, the documents indicate that Steve Cooley's staff may have sought to protect retailers  (payola involved?) at the expense of hapless individuals who were denied their right to due process.

For example, lawyers ignored complainants' entitlement to a full investigation of the legal issues -  pursuant to applicable State and Federal Statutes - and proceeded to make wild false accusations (assumed guilt) once they thought they were in the clear.

Although, the destruction of paperwork their end may have been a simple deceitful task to undertake, it was a more difficult prospect to erase the trail the dim-witted Officers of the Court (!) left behind.

I expect the dishonest legal eagles in Cooley's office slipped up - humans are inclined to make mistakes, after all - or were they just too stupid to realize in advance that third parties may have tucked away copies of the incriminating documents under lock-and-key for safe-keeping?

In retrospect, it appears that Cooley's lackeys also forgot one of the golden rules of lawyering.

If you don't know the answer to a question, don't ask it!

Likewise, don't instruct a defendant to try on a pair of gloves in an open courtroom unless the outcome is obvious.

"If it doesn't fit, you must acquit."

Yup!

There are a few smoking guns for Cooley to pussy-foot around.

Just yesterday, I mailed out a communication by U.S. Post, with a request that the ambitious political peacock respond in writing with the particulars.

Is there a scandal brewing on the horizon?

Stay posted!


Quentin Tarantino...director @ screening of Death rides a Horse! Lee Van Cleef a hoot!






Two clues last night at the New Beverly Cinema should have signalled that Quentin Tarantino was in the house.

The first tip off?

On the marquee outside a date for a much-anticipated upcoming screening of "Reservoir Dogs" was posted.

Film buffs familiar with the off-beat talented director's bio are keen to the fact, after all, that the classic is one of Tarantino's VBFF (very best favorite films).

As the film "Death Rides a Horse" flickered overhead on the silver screen - wild cackles from a ticket-holder in the dark below the floodlights -  should have clued me in to the fact it was Quentin savoring each delightful frame of celluloid.

As I noted in a prior post on a special event at the New Beverly Center, there is only one dedicated film fan that laughs louder and harder (than moi) in a movie house, and that is none other than the madcap director of stand-out movies such as Kill Bill.

Just before the second film on the double-feature was about to start, I was grabbing a coke at the snack bar, when Quentin turned the corner and nearly ran smack dab into me.

We both did a double-take.

But, there was nothing to fear, but fear itself.

Of course, I didn't have to worry (like Perez Hilton, darling) that I might get a nasty poke in the eye for something I'd written.

After all, I gave "Inglorious Basteurds" a glowing review.

Post: 08/22/

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2009/08/inglourious-basterdsalmost-genius.html

Quentin is also a big fan of cowboy flicks - especially those of the Spaghetti Western ilk - like those starring visionary actors such as squinty-eyed Clint (Eastwood).

Last night, the New Bev took a twisted turn and offered up a double-bill rife with off-beat quirks.

"Death Rides a Horse" was directed by Giulio Petroni & starred mesmerizing Lee Van Cleef and John Phillip Law.

Mr. Van Cleef (who I recall crossing paths with years ago - but for the life of me - can't remember where exactly or when) is an intriguing piece of work in this uneven film that showcases his gifts magnificently.

What a sight to behold, in fact!

The seasoned pro - with the pointy chin, slat-like eyes, and taut stretched skin on chiselled bone - has a "look", in fact, that borders on the macabre!

The fancy duds the dude (and the rest of the n'er-do-wells swagger around in) amounted to "cowboy drag" when you get right down to the nitty-gritty.

Some of the material, understandably, ended up being high camp.

Unfortunately, the score fell short of the likes of those that buttressed up the high drama (and intensity) of the "Fistful of Dollars" serials.

But, "Horse" excels with dialogue (and banter) that fleshes out the characters.

When a main character expressed his burning desire to punish a gang of outlaws for murdering his parents, Van Cleef waves off the notion for good reason.

"Sometimes revenge is a dish best served cold."
(Sicilian Proverb)

Amen!

Monday, April 19, 2010

Pavillions...fraud! Deceptive business practices! Theft at cashier's desk...








When you head to the check out at Pavillions, it may be a good idea to keep track of the charges being inputted into the cash register.

This is especially true if you plucked up some produce or cleaning solvents because you were under the impression the goods were on sale as advertised at the stall, by eye-catching flyer, or in a splashy TV blurb.

The truth of the matter is that quite a few of the Pavillions sales are a scam designed to lure shoppers into the store! 

It is doubtful Pavillions intended to follow through in good faith.

For example, over the past couple of days when I procceded to cash out, my eagle eye caught the clerks ignoring sale items and charging full price.

Just yesterday, in fact, I encountered a frustrating experience which signalled how dishonest (and deceptive) Pavillions management is.

I spied bottled water on sale for 99 cents.  In fact, how could I miss this reduced item, since the tag was about six inches by six inches in size and placed directly where the product sat in neat rows in the cooler.

But, when I attempted to ring the item in at the automated cashier, the price rang up at $1.76.

I called over the box boy standing a stone's throw away and pointed out the error.

Oh, we was quick on the uptake, alright.

"The sale is for bottled water in plastic containers," he snidely remarked.

So, I trotted back to the refrigerator, re-checked the price, and snatched up the spring water in a plastic bottle.

Once again, the item rang up @ $1.76.

Liar!

On the second occasion, he simpleton couldn't even be bothered (too lazy or too embarassed?) to haul his sorry a** back to the display to verify the price.

The skinny as-a-rail loser called over to another employee to check the price (again!).

The word back?

Now the price was two bottles for $3.00

Huh?

At this juncture, I basically hinted at where he could put his bottle of water with the floating price tag.

Needless to say, I have posted this Consumer Alert, to warn customers who shop at Pavillions to keep their eye on those thieves at the check-out stand.

They'll rob 'ya blind!




West Hollywood...meter maid Black Bitch from hell!








I thought I'd better write this Public Service Announcement to warn residents (and visitors) to WeHo about the meter maid from hell who's out to get 'em come hell or high water!

In particular, I am inclined to draw attention to two parking zones along Santa Monica Boulevard that are currently causing some problems for unsupecting motorists.

When folks park in front of Starbucks (across from 24 Hour Fitness) or on the street in front of Pavillions (at Robertson Blvd) before 7 in the morning, they tend to be unaware of the fact there is a parking restriction for street cleaning.

Part of the reason motorists get thrown off is due to the fact that most throughways in the neighborhood only have one day assigned for street cleaning.

At the two locations in question, however, the restriction applies EVERY DAY (from 4 a.m to 7 a.m).

In fact, most drivers aren't aware of it until they step outside with a cup of hot java in hand, and spy the ticket on their windshield.

At this juncture, they stride up to the parking meter and proceed to scrutinize the parking sign more closely.

How deceptive!

For the first time, the driver suddenly notices there are actually TWO signs for each parking stall.

The one that states the restriction or street cleaning fis smaller and on the lower half of the meter and is not easy noticed.

If that weren't bad enough, there is a meter maid who obviously IS aware of the problem, and she seizes on the ignorance of people to make her ticket quota for the day.

In fact, I have spied the woman zip into the curb, and surreptiously wait for  a driver to leave their parked vehicle, so she can hit the unsuspecting resident with a citation.

Yup!

She's a real sleazy low-class bitch from hell!

If that were not the case, the nasty hag would have cruised up to the driver's  vehicle, and politely informed the owner  of the parking restriction for street cleaning in effect every day of the week.

Also, this lady (I use the term very loosely) has another bad personality trait, which also requires an investigation by her supreriors.

On occasion, if there is just two or three minutes before the hour - and a shopper is waiting in their vehicle until it elapses - the demented broad will actually pull up next their vehicle and glare at the them in a wild unsettling manner.

In so many words, she demands they move on.

Talk about petty.

The City of West Hollywood must be desperate for workers, otherwise, why would they hire a piece of sh** like that,  and install them in a job where the ability to interact with the public  in a humane professional capacity is a prequisite.

Shame!


Sunday, April 18, 2010

Oprah Winfrey...Dad pleads with Big "O" to call him! Heartless bit**...





Baggie eyes verify Oprah's guilt-ridden sleepless nights!


Shortly after Kitty Kelley mentioned on talk shows this past week, that she undercovered the identity of Oprah's "true" father, the media hounds were off-and-running!

Who was the mysterious man that Oprah was allegedly denying the existence of?

And, why would Oprah - who touts herself as a decent caring human being  (?) - shut the man out on his death bed?

Talk about heartless bit**!

Norh Robinson, an impoverished elderly gent, resides in a humble VA hospital in dirt-poor Mississippi.

When interviewed this past week in person, Robinson said he dreams of speaking just once with Big "O"  (my affective term for the gorilla-sized  talk-show host inclined to throw her considerable weight around much to chagrin of people with a modicum of class) as father and daughter.

Her dad - who she was separated from as a young child before her carefree wild days where play-for-pay helped Oprah pay the rent in the "hood"  (according to Kelley) - confided that Oprah has never even given him the courtesy of a reply.

What a phony, when you consider Ms. Winfrey's " holier than thou" attitude on her puffy talk show, all these years.

Mr. Robinson even agreed to a paternity test to establish the truth.

In sum, it appears that the lusty rotund one is afraid that skeletons in the closet may pop out of the past to haunt her, I expect.

Mr. Robinson fondly recalled that he met Oprah's mom when they worked in the same part of town of Kosciusko.  In fact, the pleasant out-going man gave her mother rides to and from work when she could ill afford to make the trek on her own.

Some thanks, Oprah!

Oprah's real-life Dad was upbeat and cheerful at the end of the interview in spite of Oprah's snub.

"She's taken after her daddy," he said.

"I was a handsome man growing up at the time."

I guess if it wasn't for all the junk food Ms. Winfrey shoves in her mouth daily, she might not be half-bad to gaze upon either.

They say you get the face you deserve at 50.

Oprah's is a roadmap to hell, alright.

 
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