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G.I. Joe wasn't screened for critics because Paramount wanted to market the movie to Middle Amerikkka without being judged. Critical reviews are finally coming in. They're going to be bad, it's just a matter of how bad. And how bad? Roger Ebert says G.I. Joe wasn't as bad as Transformers 2. But it still sucked ass : "G. I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra" is a 118-minute animated film with sequences involving the faces and other body parts of human beings. It is sure to be enjoyed by those whose movie appreciation is defined by the ability to discern that moving pictures and sound are being employed to depict violence. Nevertheless, it is better than "Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen." Richard Corliss from Time thinks the entire thing is self-parody , and furthermore calls out the - and I'm paraphrasing - bitchass bloggers that were shown the film for being cornered into studio hype: One of the few smart things about G.I. Joe: The Rise o...

Billy Mays died from heart disease, but final autopsy reports cite cocaine was a contributing factor in the TV ad-man's death, AP reports . A preliminary examination of the Oxi-Clean pitchman's body had turned up no sign of drug abuse, just the prescription painkillers he was known to be taking for hip surgery. But it turns out he had used coke several days before his death. Mays, known for his loud, energetic infomercials thrived on his manic energy, as seen in the Tonight Show clip we attached to his obituary . Pair this high-octane working style with his weight and middle age (he died at 50), and it's baffling that he would add cocaine to the mix. Published by Original source : http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~3/Vj_rg_gv...

How weird! A regular plain-old concerned citizen shouting about health care socialism at a Democratic congressman's town hall turned out to be a former vice-chairman of the county Republican party. And she worked for the member's opponent! Crazy coincidence, right? This vile fucking terrible woman is, obviously, a miserable liar and a political hack. The mad old people, though, are not Republican "plants." They are just angry old white men who believe crazy things because all their preferred media outlets lie to them relentlessly and shamelessly, and that is not their fault, really, except inasmuch as they're generally incapable of being reasoned with. Published by Original source : http://feeds.gawker.com/~r/gawker/full/~3/3S-6R5mD...

Lady Gaga has a knack for getting attention. So it's no surprise that video of the singer revealing a mini-penis at a concert successfully captured the attention of the Googling hordes. Britney Spears would be proud of this NSFW non-slip-up. Recent weeks have also seen Lady Gaga wearing a coat made of miniature Kermit the frogs for German TV, partying with David Hasselhoff, pleading impending poverty and groping her boobs and mooning , in a nightclub. The latter was prt of a gay pride event; this new incident is surely likewise intended as PR catnip for Gaga's gay fan base, offering the opportunity for endless debate on the nature of human sexuality and our society's need to gender cultural icons. So it's at least a brow above Spears flashing her vag on the way out of a car. It's downright sociological, kinda! And as a viral phenomenon, it could be even bigger; the supposed confirmation is just psuedo enough to be titillating, an unlinked quote of Gaga...

The Way We Live Now: Alone. Abandon the kids! Or better yet, don't have the kids in the first place. They're the reason you're broke. And they'll just grow up to hide out in tax havens and rob taco trucks. In 2007, the number of births in the United States broke a 50-year-old record high , set during the baby boom. But last year, births began to decline nationwide, by nearly 2 percent. It doesn't take a freakishly big-headed Baby Einstein wizard child to figure out what's going on here: people are broke. Kids cost money. Mostly because they always ask you for things like, I don't what kids like these days, cigarettes and things. Candy. It adds up. Also you know yuppie parents always feel compelled to buy their kids way more expensive shit than they need, which adds up even more. So they're just having fewer kids now. Why bring a child into the world if you cannot afford a $700 stroller for it? Let's not bemoan this lessening of tots, anyho...

Richard Rushfield is still on vacation before joining Gawker, but he couldn't resist weighing in with another dispatch, involving dearly-departed director John Hughes , an LA-area deli, and some serious trash talk. It was somewhere around 1985'ish...Sometime post- The Breakfast Club , but pre- Planes, Trains and Automobiles . I was in my senior year of high school with a head filled with contempt for anything that brought joy and solace to my fellow man, especially to my fellow teen man. MTV? Fascism unleashed. Live Aid? A sign we were entering the final days. Shoulder pads? Might as well be stapling patches of asbestos under your jackets with IVs sending it directly into your blood stream. Yes, indeed. I wasn't in a mood to just sit quietly and go along with nothing. And least of all with John Hughes movies. So one Saturday morning, when my friends Will, Joey and I took a table in the now-demolished Marjan's Deli in Brentwood, our jaws dropped to see our arch-...