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Things I’ve Learned From Women Who’ve Dumped Me 0

Posted on January 28, 2008 by jeremyazevedo

Humiliating Relationship Stories As Told By Self-Loathing Comedians!


By Jeremy Azevedo
Things I’ve Learned From Woman Who’ve Dumped me is a new book, edited by Ben Karlin, that attempts to put a humorous spin on the soul-crushing topics of unrequited love, rejection and failed relationships.

This is not like some kind of bullcrap self-help book like the title may suggest, but more like a collection of very honest and amusing short stories from various authors. The exaggerated autobiographical style employed most frequently here is reminiscent of Dave Eggers “A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius”, a long-form stand up comedy routine in written form, minus (most of) the dick jokes.

Ben Karlin is best known for his work producing the Daily Show and the Colbert Report, and has assembled an excellent group of writers to submit their own little slice of life accounts of relationships gone awry. The stories within can range from the utterly humiliating (Matt Goodman’s “Being Awkward Can Be a Prophylactic Against Dry Humping”) to the obscenely melancholy (Bob Kerry’s “Sometimes You Find a Lost Love, Sometimes You Don’t). None of these stories (save for maybe one or two) venture into cry-for-help territory, thankfully.


Not a scene from this particular book, but may as well be.

My favorites are those that manage to be both sad and funny, like the stories submitted by Will Forte (Beware of Math Tutors Who Ride Motorcycles) and Damian Kulash (A Dog Is No Reason to Stay Together). These are the type of stories that most of us can relate to, stories about that first naïve relationship in which we all got our ass handed to use at least once. There are also genuinely funny stories too, like David Wain’s play about the futility of persistence or Bob Odenkirk’s mini seminar “Nine Years Is the Exact Right Amount of Time to Be in a Bad Relationship”.

There are one or two authors that maybe didn’t understand the assignment and either used this book as therapy like Andy Selsberg or a place to brag about their conquests like Todd Hanson. But for the most part these stories breeze right by, sometimes confronting you with some uncomfortable memories but at the same time giving you reason to laugh at them. Any guy who’s ever been in a particularly nasty relationship, or any woman who wants to know what it’s like to be on the receiving end of the dreaded pussy whip would surely have an enjoyable time reading “Things I’ve Learned From Women Who’ve Dumped Me”.

True Hollywood Stories of Famous Crocodiles 0

Posted on January 25, 2008 by jeremyazevedo

Ten fascinating stories about crocodile celebrities!


By Jeremy Azevedo
Like the dinosaurs from which they barely evolved, these massive creatures with their tiny reptile brains are concerned with nothing more than feeding, and anything or anyone is fair game.

But what is the driving force behind this deep-seated fear that so many people harbor of crocodiles, which are kind of like sharks, only they can bite you in half on land as well as in the water? We look back into the deep, rich history of crocodile culture for some answers…

Lake Placid 2

Lake Placid is a place that breeds horror, this time not just two but four giant, 30 foot, bloodthirsty crocodiles that are living embodiments of all that mankind fears about this ancient creature.


A monstrous crocodile chows down on some tasty people meat.

After two 30 foot prehistoric crocodiles are killed, a new group gathers to kill the four carnivorous offspring of the original crocodiles. Instead of the investigative team from the first Lake Placid film, the gigantic Crocs now have to contend with the local sheriff, an EPA agent, a Fish and Wildlife agent and a big game hunter. Croc-Tastic!


Gustave the Grinder


Holy crap!

Native to Burundi, along the coast of the Rusizi River, Gustave is believed to be the largest crocodile in Africa. Known to be a man-eater, Gustave is rumored to have devoured more than 300 local villagers. Covered in scars caused by bullets, spears and god knows what else, Gustave has evaded capture for at least sixty-five years. Too large (allegedly 20 feet in length, weighing 1 ton) to even bother with fish and other such puny animals, Gustave’s diet consists of wildebeest, zebras and people.

Wally Gator


I’d venture to guess that there’s some improper workplace interaction going on here.

Wally Gator was essentially an alligator version of Yogi Bear only instead of living in a wildlife preserve he lived in a zoo. And instead of a park ranger, he terrorized a zookeeper. He enjoyed waterskiing and getting blotto on fancy Caribbean cocktails, and he wore a sweet hat. Wally Gator was also a pioneer of inappropriate cartoon attire, often seen wearing nothing more than the aforementioned hat, a starchy white collar, and shirt cuffs. Like a reptilian Chip n’ Dale dancer.


The Sewer Gator


Grandpa Simpson vs. the legendary Sewer Gator.

Remember those urban legends you used to hear as a kid about families getting an alligator as a pet, and then, when it gets too big to take care of or bites their goddamn finger off or something, they flush it down the toilet? And then they grow up in the sewers, eating rats and turning albino in the dark depths of human filth, before rising up and attacking the streets like scaly, 10 ft. long Jack the Rippers? Remember when Ben Seaver made a sweet stop-motion animation movie about it for class on Growing Pains? That was awesome. And his best friend’s name was “Boner”? Ha ha, that was funny. Boner. Heh. What were we talking about again?

Reggie the Alligator


From his reality show: “Reggie and the Rock of American Rehab Love”.

Reggie is like the Houdini of alligators. Raised in captivity, Reggie escaped and turned up in 2005 at Machado Lake in Harbor City California. Reggie somehow managed to elude capture for TWO YEARS before taking his act on the road and posting up at the public park in South Bay, Los Angeles. Reggie was eventually apprehended and brought to the Los Angeles Zoo, from which he disappeared from yet AGAIN a few months later. Thankfully, the little rapscallion was re-captured and has since been happily residing there, plotting his next great escape.


Tick Tock (Peter Pan)


Tick-Tock, gleefully frightening children at Disneyland because they’re annoying and never shut the hell up at movies.

Captain Hook is one of the greatest villains ever created. He’s a child killing, alcoholic, suicidal, hook handed, homicidal maniac pirate. But there is one creature that even Captain Hook fears like a boy band member fears Lou Pearlman. The crocodile that took Hook’s hand took with it a watch that gives off a distinctive tone, one that stops even the king of the pirates in his tracks. It’s rumored that the very same alligator was the inspiration for the one that took golf pro Chubbs Peterson’s hand in “Happy Gilmore”. Was it simply a coincidence or something far more sinister? Was it the first in a string of many copycat behandings to come, perhaps? Probably not, both of those movies are fictional, dumbass.

Elvis (Miami Vice)


Crocket and Tubbs action figures with action gator, guns, and… George Foreman Grill?

Elvis was the pet of Detective James “Sonny” Crockett on Miami Vice. Elvis lived on Crockett’s sailboat, and nearly bit Crockett’s partner Tubbs’ ass off at the end of virtually every episode. After the show ended, Elvis went into a downward spiral of drugs and prostitution, eventually seeking to the all-time low of performing hand-jobs for Crack rocks in the seedy waterways of Dade County, Florida. Elvis has since cleaned up his act, started a lucrative real estate business, found God or Xenu or whatever and will be appearing on the next season of “The Surreal Life” with John Oates, Ralph Macchio, Daisy Fuentes and Magilla Gorilla.


Chauncey Chocodile


The last remaining photograph of Chauncey Chocodile known to man.

Chauncey was once the mascot for the delicious Hostess snack cake known as the “Chocodile”. Sadly, the popularity of the Chocodile has waned in recent years, as has the popularity of cartoon mascots. As a result, Chauncey Chocodile will have been retired to the vault of advertising obscurity along with the likes of the Frito Bandito, Count Chocula and Chief Knockahoma. And good luck finding a Chocodile these days!

Killer Croc


Batman and Killer Croc enjoying that awkward first date kiss.

Killer Croc is probably the only Batman villain not to appear in any movie. Infected with some kinda crazy disease that makes him grow progressively more croc-like, he does what anyone in a similar position would do: Go on a crime spree. Thankfully, there will always be men that pretend to be bats around to put a stop to men that are half alligator when the chips are down. And when a batman really loves an alligator man, they get married and do a special kind of hug. Nine months later, a man pretending to be a stork or maybe crossed with a stork’s DNA brings a miracle in through the window! This is how babies that grow up to be furries are made.


Superman


This is why Florida is awesome, in case you were wondering.

Now that Gomek (the previous record holder) has recently kicked the bucket, the title of “largest alligator in captivity” has been passed on to Superman, star attraction at the St. Augustine Alligator Farm in Florida. I have had the honor of being personally acquainted with Superman, and I can tell you that this is no joke. The thing is like the size of a car, and can probably eat a water buffalo in one bite. That an overweight, shirtless man would ever conceive of wrestling such a creature defies belief, and yet, this continues to go on in places where stupid people procreate all across the world. Maybe alligators aren’t as tough as they look, or maybe it’s a higher being’s way of thinning out the herd, but I have a hard time believing that the second explanation doesn’t hold true.


This Guy…


I really hope that this is for some kind of school play or something. Seriously.

Just look at him! Fierce.

Check out Lake Placid 2 on DVD January 29 for more scary crocodile goodness!

Atmosphere: Strictly Leakage 0

Posted on January 25, 2008 by jeremyazevedo

Slug and Ant release a free album online


By Jeremy Azevedo
Atmosphere may not get as much press for this as Radiohead did a few months back, but for indie rap fans, Atmosphere is one of the biggest artists in the game, and the unannounced arrival of a totally free album from out of nowhere is a pretty big deal.

And for those of you assholes that are habitual music downloaders and to whom all albums are free, it’s still nice to be able to sleep a little easier at night for once, wouldn’t you say?

Strictly Leakage is essentially a “thank you” to Atmosphere’s fans and supporters, but it is certainly no collection of cast off b-sides and outtakes. This album stands on it’s own as a cohesive whole, and while it isn’t a grand departure from the usual introspective everyman jams set to dancy, breakdown beats that Atmosphere is known for, who ever said that’s a bad thing? Slug and Ant have perfected a style that sets them above and apart from the rest of the scene, and I would hate to see the formula unravel under the guise of “evolution”.


How to look hard at the trailer park.

The thing that makes Atmosphere so great is the way Slug rides his honest, eloquent slice-of-life tirades on the flow of Ant’s incredibly bouncy and fun rhythms. The two are particularly on point on the tracks “The Things That Hate Us”, about the love/hate relationship we all have with the things that are the most harmful to us, and “Domestic Dog” about picking up chicks at the grocery store.

I can’t express strongly enough how important it is that all these songs are actually about something, one of the things most hip hop albums fail to achieve. It’s consistently refreshing to hear a rapper express an opinion about something or attempt to convey a specific point rather than simply rap about how good of a rapper he is, or how stoned he gets, or how much he likes tits or how many nonsensical big words he can make rhyme in a single sentence or some other such played out bullshit.

Strictly Leakage is a party album, so don’t expect a lot of songs in which Slug bitches about his failed and destructive relationships with women. But don’t worry, he makes up for the lack of negativity by taking plenty of playful jabs at his fellow rap scenesters. Don’t sleep on this, if you’re a fan of Atmosphere or if you’re just curious what all the hype is about, go to http://www.rhymesayers.com/atmosphere/ and download the album right now.

King of Kong: Fistful of Quarters DVD 0

Posted on January 25, 2008 by jeremyazevedo

DVD premiere of one of the years most compelling documentaries.


By Jeremy Azevedo
“King of Kong” is Seth Gordon’s fascinating documentary about an underground culture that many people are probably unaware of.
No, it’s not about furries, bdsm or stamp collectors. I’m talking about competitive retro gamers. And among competitive retro gamers, few gaming records are held in as high esteem as those of Donkey Kong champion and notable prick bastard, Billy Mitchell.

Although the original plan was to make a documentary about gamers and their steadfast determination to set world records on various games, it soon became clear that the real story lie within Steve Wiebe, an outsider to the gaming scene that just so happens to be amazing at Donkey Kong. Steve Wiebe is such a nice guy, he has not idea that by chasing the DK record, he just so happens to be stepping on the toes of one Billy Mitchell, golden boy of the retro gaming scene.


The film’s hero, Steve Wiebe.

King of Kong takes a fascinating turn as the at first innocuous-seeming Billy Mitchell shows his true colors and becomes the Skeletor to Wiebe’s naïve He-Man. Mitchell is a plotter. Mitchell has minions. Mitchell uses his pull as poster child for the Twin Galaxies organization of retro gaming scorekeepers to thwart Steve Wiebe at every turn. But much to Billy Mitchell’s chagrin, Steve Wiebe stubbornly marches onward in his quest to dethrone his nemesis, setting into motion a conflict that sends ripples through the gaming community and resonates with audiences as a battle between good and evil in a way that no writer could have conceived of.


Famous nerd and sneaky asshole, Billy Mitchell.

Just to remind you, this is Donkey Kong we’re talking about here. It sounds silly, and it is, but I had a chance to meet with the film’s director, Seth Gordon and it’s star Steve Wiebe briefly at the DVD release party at an arcade in Westwood, Los Angeles. Both men have great sense of humor about the absurdity of the film’s premise, but stress that the drama is very real. Steve Wiebe is a genuinely nice guy that really does just happen to be very excellent at Donkey Kong and highly competitive. But not once does he ever resort to name calling when discussing Billy Mitchell, the villain of the film, who it is said has never even bothered to watch the film even once.

And just in case you don’t believe that nerds can be competitive or elitist, I can tell you from personal experience that walking into an arcade for a DVD release of a competitive gaming related movie is a harrowing experience. Shunned by nerds left and right, I couldn’t get a single person to race with me, shoot zombies/terrorists/ninjas with me, or battle me at Street Fighter. I felt like Steve Wiebe probably did the first time he walks into an arcade and gets looked at like some kind of invader. It’s a humbling experience. These people take this shit real serious, and it’s fascinating.


Twin Galaxies founder and sorta Manson-like, guru type dude Walter Day.

One last footnote: I saw Steve Wiebe and his wife at a movie theater last night, and pointed him out to my girlfriend, who also watched the film. She squealed “Oh my god WIEBE!” and ran out the door, embarrassed. My girlfriend isn’t much of a gamer, so the fact that she even watched King of Kong at all, let alone enjoyed it so much that she screamed like a twelve year that just saw Justin Timberlake upon noticing the film’s protagonist in public is a ringing endorsement for the film, let me tell you.

Steve Wiebe shows us how to kick ass at Donkey Kong:

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Rambo 0

Posted on January 23, 2008 by jeremyazevedo

Great action film or greatest action film?


By Jeremy Azevedo
Something many people forget about the first Rambo film was that there were serious undertones behind the comically extreme violence and frequent explosions.

This may not have been quite as prevalent in later films, but the fourth and final Rambo film, soon to hit theaters, is somewhat of a return to form. The new Rambo is a natural evolution of the action film as required by a new audience that is both more sophisticated and also more bloodthirsty than audiences were 20 years ago.



Rambo tearing out some guy’s throat for stealing his Hot Pocket out of the freezer.

Obviously it’s very difficult to revisit a character as iconic as Rambo after a nearly twenty-year absence. Some people will want straightforward action and others will expect a more mature handling of the subject matter. The new Rambo does a little of both. It offered the requisite thrills from start to finish while at the same time raising awareness of the civil war and child soldiering problems that are occurring in Burma, and that do, in fact, go largely unreported.

I know, it’s hard to take a movie seriously that would use the song “Bodies (Let the Bodies Hit the Floor)” in the preview, but I assure you, the concepts of the military programming killers that are never deprogrammed, the inescapable horrors of war, and the futility of fighting the evils that men do vs. the indomitable human spirit and the desire to do good are all surprisingly well illustrated throughout the film.


A multicultural group of mercenaries in Burma that, inexplicably, all speak perfect English.

This is not to say that Rambo doesn’t have more than it’s fair share of mindless, dumb fun as well. A sign of a really great action movie is when you have to go to the bathroom like an hour into it (which of course I did thanks to the beers that were so graciously provided at the screening), but you never get a chance to because there isn’t ever a long enough moment of pause to justify leaving. I felt like the movie breezed right by. The mercenary characters, as well as the American missionaries were a little one-dimensional, but served their purpose well enough and acted out there parts to the best of their abilities.

Of course, the extreme level of violence and gore bears mentioning. Modern moviegoers have seen everything, and are difficult to shock… This movie will shock them. Rambo is so gratuitously violent that it will definitely stir up some controversy. Some will say that it’s over the top and cartoonish, while others will argue that it realistically depicts the repercussions of war and violence. That’s the thing about violence and Rambo. Violence is violent. War is gory. Rambo movies old and new have always tried to excite viewers while also reminding them that this is what really happens in other parts of the world, and it’s not pretty.


Rambo is so tough, he uses live cobras to hold up his pants.

If you’re a Grindhouse/Splatterhouse fan that only wants to see people get their throats ripped out and blasted into red mist by direct machine gun fire, you’ll love Rambo. If you liked movies like “Hotel Rwanda” or “The Thin Red Line” for the way they depicted the demoralizing horrors that occur under the radar of most of civilization during wartime, you’ll love Rambo. Even if you’re just one of those people that just wants to go laugh at Stallone for being old and dressing up like Rambo again like it’s his Halloween costume, you’ll love Rambo. Either way, I can’t imagine that anyone but the most stodgy and difficult-to-please critics (and those that are really offended by blood) will not be able to find something of merit to like about Rambo. It was one of the most fun and nostalgic send-offs I can remember in quite some time. Go see it.



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