Like everyone else, I was overjoyed when Superman saved the day and gave that annoying General Zodd the pounding of a lifetime, but I couldn’t help but shake my head and wonder AT WHAT COST did victory come? Metropolis was all but LEVELED in the climactic blow-out. Building after building was destroyed, along with how many countless lives? How does a city recover after devastation like that? Well, BuzzFeed contacted the hazard-assessment team at Watson Technical Consulting led by Charles Watson, and using analytical models on the Metropolis stand-ins of New York and Chicago, Watson estimated that some “129,000 people would have died, with another 250,000 going missing in the rubble, and nearly a million beyond that left injured…. The overall impact, Watson says, ‘seemed to be similar to an air burst from a 20kt nuclear explosion in terms of shock effects, but without the radiation or thermal effects.’ (But with the heartwarming effects of seeing Superman and Lois hug.) All told, he puts the cost of the physical damage for the film’s third act at $750 billion, with a total economic impact of around $2 trillion.” If he had just surrendered like a good little alien and left the planet with Zodd all of this could have been avoided. The beautiful ones are always so selfish. (via AV Club)
Madonna’s Harperley Hall duplex on the Upper West Side of New York, which she created back when she really was the Material Girl and married to Sean Penn, just sold for $16 million in the most expensive sale of the week, according to city records. The New York Times reports that the 6,000-square-foot space, combining the fifth and sixth floor apartments at 41 Central Park West and 1 West 64th Street – the side entrance has the special Madonna-approved guardhouse – was first listed for $23.5 million. But it did not attract a suitor until it was recently reduced to $19.95 million. Monthly maintenance is $11,774. The new owners are hedge fund wizard Deepak Narula and his wife, Anju Murari-Narula. The ‘plex has 10-foot ceilings and 110 feet of park frontage, six bedrooms in four bedroom wings, eight bathrooms, and five wood-burning fireplaces. The eat-in kitchen has marble slab counters, and the master bathroom, where the mode is vintage, has twin pedestal sinks, a claw-foot soaking tub and a marble shower. Meanwhile, is Harperley Hall named for To Kill a Mockingbird author Harper Lee?
Sensing a pattern? Seems to me, next summer the clothes are going to be busy, busy, busy, loud, loud, loud, and totally migraine inducing. Can’t wait! I would seriously buy ALL of these outfits. (via Fucking Young!)
Oh, lawd. That cover is NASTY. Whooo. What a DORKFACE. It’s embarrassing. Among the comments on ONTD: “Amanda don’t lie,” “He looks just like Ricky from My So-Called Life,” “Serving senior photo realness,” and “Not even beer goggles help with that face.” And I keep reading the cover line as “DRAKE STARTED AS A BOTTOM”…
It’s delightfully creepy, this 2011 five-minute doc by London-based filmmaker Andrew Lang. It’s about cats and the people who hoard them, fanatics for felines. And you might feel like you have a hairball lodged in your throat by the end of it. (via laughingsquid)
Allegedly, Rihanna has said she’ll be checking into the sex and love addiction program at Recovery Ranch in Nunnelly, Tennessee, during the upcoming six-week break in her Diamonds world tour. She apparently made the decision because she can’t stop thinking about Chris Brown. “Rihanna is still desperately in love with Chris,” said a source. “It’s like she’s obsessed with him and, although he’s told her it’s over, she just can’t get over him. After talking it through with a psychotherapist, Rihanna is now considering doing a 12-step program to get rid of her demons.”
The Recovery Ranch website has this to say about the common signs of sex and love addiction in women: “Women who have been emotionally used, neglected, or betrayed are especially vulnerable to relationship and intimacy addictions, though their acting out can assume different forms than that of male sex addicts. Some women repeatedly use sex to experience power over others despite the inevitable negative consequences, while others find themselves repeating unproductive patterns of pursuing romantic love with unavailable partners.”
Well, a couple of things happened on last night’s episode. The most important thing was that Isaac wore a scarf. A navy blue scarf, to be exact, and it nearly broke Tumblr. You’d think no man in the history of the world had ever donned a scarf before. It was if the rapture had broken out in Beacon Hills. Angels were singing. People were sobbing. The world almost slipped off its axis. Personally, I find scarves to be a silly, useless hipster affectation that peaked in 2010, but I gotta give it to Isaac, man, he wore the FUCK out of that scarf. The second most important thing that happened last night was that Stiles’ “almost girlfriend” was found dead with her throat strangled and slit, and her head bashed in (overkill, literally). When my poor baby saw her body on the slab at the morgue he got little tears in his eyes and his little face sort of crumpled up and it was a great moment in ACTING (see below). Dylan really sold the scene and the entire viewing audience wanted to reach out and hold him. Well, we always want to do that, but this was special. Kudos to him.