From Entertainment Weekly: “You might want to dry those eyes and pour a welcome-back martini for Brian, because it looks like our dearly departed dog will be returning shortly to Family Guy. Yes, the beloved talking canine who met his demise in the Nov. 24 episode will pop back up on the animated Fox comedy in the Dec. 15 installment. (The network declined to comment.) How exactly Brian — who is voiced by series creator Seth MacFarlane — will re-emerge from the land of the dead is unknown, but he will continue to play a role on the show. (In an episode slated to run next fall, for example, he becomes enamored with an avid runner, played by Maya Rudolph) … The official logline for the Dec. 15 episode, titled ‘Christmas Guy,’ opens the door for Brian’s return, stating that ‘Stewie devises a master plan to get the one and only thing he wants for Christmas,’ and lists Brian in the cast of characters. What kind of Christmas miracle is coming to Spooner Street? That present will be opened a week from Sunday.” (via EW via PinkIsTheNewBlog)
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“He is now resting, he is now at peace. Our nation has lost its greatest son. Our people have lost a father. Although we knew this day would come nothing can diminish our sense of a profound and enduring loss. His tireless struggle for freedom earned him the respect of the world. His humility, his compassion, and his humanity earned him their love. Our thoughts and prayers are with the Mandela family. To them we owe a debt of gratitude. They have sacrificed much and endured much so that our people could be free…” – South African President Jacob Zuma on the death of Nelson Mandela.
I mean, really, was there EVER a more gorgeous boy than Paul Walker in Pleasantville? Easily his best role. As the dimwitted golden boy, he was simply spectacular. “Hey Skip” “Hey Bud” – and in movie theaters across the country, you could hear the sound of panties dropping and ovaries exploding. And it seems by all accounts in the press yesterday, he was one of the nicest, most down-to-earth celebrities in Hollywood. Such a loss. (via Poison Paradise; t/y Richard Kilroy)
Actor Paul Walker, 40, died Saturday afternoon in a car racing accident in Santa Clarita, California. Multiple sources have confirmed that Walker and another person were driving in a Porsche together when the driver lost control and hit a tree or light post, sending the car into flames and killing both passengers. Walker was at a car show held in support of relief efforts for the Phillippines typhoon, and had been taking friends for rides throughout the afternoon in his new Porsche GT. His reps have confirmed the actor’s untimely death to multiple news outlets, and his team has confirmed the news via his verified Twitter account. New Regency Films, the studio behind the Fast and Furious films that Walker starred in was in production for the 7th in the series. Update: From Ludacris’s Facebook post with over a million likes and 87,000 shares: “Your humble spirit was felt from the start, wherever you blessed your presence you always left a mark, we were like brothers & our birthdays are only 1 day apart, now You will forever hold a place in all of our hearts @paulwalker legacy will live on forever. R.I.P.”
So Brian Griffin, the faithful family pooch, was hit by a car on last night’s episode of Family Guy and died. It was as sad as it was unexpected, but let’s keep in mind that, as a character, he’d been pretty insufferable fo A WHILE. I think Quagmire summed it up best, in that hate-filled rant of his from season 8 that will serve as his eulogy:
“You are the worst person I know. You constantly hit on your best friend’s wife. The man pays for your food and rescues you from certain death, and this is how you repay him? And to add insult to injury, you defecate all over his yard! And you’re such a sponge, you pay for nothing. You always say, ‘Oh, I’ll get you later,’ but later never comes.
“And what really bothers me is you pretend you’re this deep guy who loves women for their souls, when all you do is date bimbos. Yeah, I date women for their bodies, but at least I’m honest about it. I don’t buy them a copy of Catcher in the Rye, then lecture them with some seventh-grade interpretation of how Holden Caulfield is some profound intellectual. He wasn’t! He was a spoiled brat! And that’s why you like him so much. He’s you! God, you’re pretentious! And you delude yourself by thinking you’re some great writer, even though you’re terrible.
“And who are you to talk down to anyone? You failed college twice, which isn’t nearly as bad as your failure as a father. How’s that son of yours you never see? But you know what? I could forgive all of that, all of it, if you weren’t such a bore. That’s the worst of it, Brian. You’re just a big, sad, alcoholic bore.”
It’s hard to sum up 100 years of a person’s amazing life, but to reiterate a cliché, she was a force of nature. Editta Sherman was born in 1912 in Philadelphia, the oldest of eight children. Her father operated a photography studio in New Jersey where she learned the art at a young age. Editta married Harold Sherman in 1935, a sound engineer and inventor, as well as her business partner. He died at the age of 50 years old, after suffering blindness and diabetes, leaving Editta with five young children to bring up as a single mother. She and her husband were instrumental in raising charity funds for the American Theatre Wing during World War II by volunteering to take portraits of Hollywood stars to aid in the American war effort. Sherman was a muse of Andy Warhol who filmed her with filmmaker Paul Morrissey in the 1970s. Continue reading
There’s a fascinating post over at Dangerous Minds about Lou Reed’s mysterious transsexual muse Rachel, who lived with him for years and allegedly inspired most of the songs on his Coney Island Baby album. Rock critic Lester Bangs once rather rudely described her in an article for Creem, saying: “Long dark hair, bearded, tits, grotesque, abject… like something that might have grovellingly scampered in when Lou opened the door to get milk or papers in the morning.” Lou Reed never forgave him for writing that. Others were kinder, describing her as elegant and beautiful, with long limbs and long hair.
From Dangerous Minds: “The most surprising thing about the life of Rachel, [though] is that we know so little of it. Here’s a woman who lived with one of rock’s biggest stars for three years and no one even knows when, where or how she died. I couldn’t even find out her full name.
“I think Rachel’s anonymity has more to do with Lou’s public image than Rachel wanting her privacy. Reed made a conscious decision to go ‘straight’ (the bi-sexual thing had served its purpose as a fashion statement) and Rachel didn’t figure into his public personae anymore. She disappeared as quickly as she had come into his life. The scene was fickle and she was no longer a part of it. Reed completely refused to talk about her after 1978.” Fascinating stuff.