For those of you out there who love shaking your booty while simultaneously keeping up with the latest Internet memes, this has been quite the year for Internet Dance Crazes. In the first six months of the year alone, Major Lazer taught us how to dagger, hundreds of Surra de Bunda videos began popping up on YouTube, and a gang of rambunctious, well-endowed teens invented the Dick Slang. Now, thanks to the benevolent Internet gods, we can all start learning “The Rick”! Granted, it’s not a dance you’ll necessarily want to bust out at the next wedding reception you frequent, but depending on your crew of friends (and your level of drunkenness), it might just go over like gangbusters at the afterparty.
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Impossible to say! But when we spoke to disgraced Real Housewives of New Jersey (and recent sex tape) star Danielle Staub at The Sorcerer’s Apprentice red carpet on Tuesday night, that’s exactly what she claimed. “Jillian has a song coming out that actually has Justin Bieber in it,” she told us, before adding that “It’s produced and also written by Lori Michaels and it’s called ‘Whatchu Talkin’ About’.”
Hmmmm. We’re not accusing Staub of lying, exactly, but we do have our doubts that this will actually come to fruition. First of all, why would a huge megastar like Justin Bieber collaborate with a virtual no-name like Jillian Staub? This isn’t like the time when a (washed-up and possibly drugged out) Dallas Austin agreed to sit in a studio with Real Housewives of Atlanta star Kim Zolciak while she awkwardly warbled a few notes in exchange for a huge payday. Second, her claim’s plausability is slightly undermined by the rumors that Staub (the mom, not the daughter) is involved in a same-sex relationship with the songwriter in question.
Speaking of which, VH1 News also asked Staub about her burgeoning relationship with Michaels. See what she told us below.
That Sarah Palin is a wily one, isn’t she? Today, she released a video to YouTube that all but explicitly states her interest in running for president in 2012. In it, she talks about her distaste for the “fundamental transformation” that she thinks our country is going through, how being a “mom” gives her a deeper window of insight into this country’s problems than any man could possibly have, and how the time is approaching for “common sense conservative women to get things done for our country.” All good rallying points, we suppose, but being that she’s Sarah Palin, she couldn’t resist the opportunity to mix a few animal metaphors into her carefully crafted, one-minute and fifty-second long video. What else did you expect from someone who introduced the concept of lipstick-wearing pitbulls into our lexicon?
Something pretty amazing happened on television on Monday night. It wasn’t something that rattled the Celebrity Industrial Complex to its core, nor did it really move the ratings needle for the network that aired it. However, that doesn’t lessen the quote-unquote “importance” of Jake Pavelka and Vienna Girardi‘s very ugly and very compelling televised breakup (the highlights of which can be seen in our short clip above). My interest in the matter isn’t because I cared about them as a couple, or even as people, really; rather, the fascination lies in the bold way that Vienna rebelled against the two-headed publicity machine of ABC and People magazine, along the way creating one of the most real moments that’s ever happened on a reality television dating show.
rnrnAfter negotiations between Sony Pictures and Spider-Man director Sam Raimi broke down in January, the studio decided to shutter the whole Raimi/Tobey Maguire/Kirsten Dunst triumvirate and start fresh. They hired the promising yet largely unproven 500 Days of Summer director Marc Webb to helm the reboot of the most popular superhero franchise of the last decade and, just yesterday, finally landed on their lead. Ladies and gentlemen, courtesy of our friends over at Movieline, meet Andrew Garfield!rnrnNow, we don’t blame you if you stare blankly at your computer screen and say, “Andrew WHO, exactly?” We did the same thing this morning when we read the news! Fortunately, we’ve done the research on him so you don’t have to.rn Read more…
Today, a very vocal minority slice of the Internet is bemoaning the decision that the Starz network made to cancel their beloved show about the Hollywood catering circuit called Party Down. The show went from being all but ignored during its first (brilliant) season to becoming a critical darling during its second (quite excellent) slate, but thanks to a combination of mass viewer disinterest (the show’s finale scored a dismal 0.0 Nielsen rating with adults 18-49) and poor succession planning on the network’s behalf, last Friday’s second season closer ended up being the series finale. And you know what? I’m totally okay with that!
Got smelly pits, fellas? Now that it’s summer, it’s high time to step up your deodorant game! Or, then again, maybe your body wash game? Pardon our confusion, it’s just that it’s so hard to remember what we need to do to smell attractive to the ladies these days. Good thing Old Spice has released another commercial featuring Isaiah “I’m On A Horse” Mustafa, a guy who is so beloved that he landed a development deal with NBC (!) after his Super Bowl spots went viral. This effort isn’t quite as delightful as the original spots — the sloppily overdubbed V.O. seems to be a particularly egregious offense — but it does feature Mustafa logrolling, baking cakes, doing construction work, swandiving off a waterfall into a hot tub and straddling a motorcycle. All in a day’s work, right?
Of course, our headline contains a heavy dose of sarcasm. That said, if you have been keeping up with the British tabloids in the wake of England’s disappointing performance in the 2010 World Cup, you would recognize that it’s indicative of the amount of vitriol directed at England’s premier striker, Wayne Rooney. Rooney —who, not so coincidentally, did not make our list of the Top 25 soccer studs— is widely considered to be England’s best player and, as such, has been facing the lion’s share of criticism for his team’s poor effort this year. In a hilarious turn of events, the notoriously judgmental Fleet Street tabloid, the Daily Mail, is pinning the blame for Rooney’s failure to score goals and lead his team to victory not on his conditioning or mental focus, but rather on the fact that he SHAVED HIS CHEST prior to this year’s World Cup.
We haven’t seen a haircut this widely derided in the press since Felicity chopped off her signature ‘do before sophomore year! What do you think, dear readers: Is the British press being unfair to Rooney for his personal grooming habits, or do you think it’s weird that he took time away from preparing for the World Cup to spread Nair all over his pasty chest? Or do you share the opinion of the New York Post and just think that soccer is stupid, anyway?
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While most of the chatter about last night’s BET Awards has been focused around Chris Brown’s emotional breakdown during his performance of “Man In The Mirror,” it’s worth noting that there was also a lot of action on the red carpet before last night’s festivities, too. In particular, VH1 News’ own Janell Snowden — follow her on Twitter! — was able to get a few moments with Todd Bridges, former Diff’rent Strokes star and longtime confidant of the late Gary Coleman. Bridges was there, of course, to honor the memory of his old friend, which he accomplished when he got the whole crowd to shout “Whatchu talkin’ about, Willis?” But on the red carpet, Bridges appeared to be a bit angrier at the chain of events that led to Coleman’s unexpected passing. He had stern words for both Coleman’s parents and his ex-wife, Shannon Price, telling Janell that “something’s fishy” and that he hopes that “God looks into [his death] and the police look into it.”
Because I certainly don’t! After all, I’m still working with a therapist in an attempt to get over seeing Dustin Hoffman and Barbra Streisand getting it on during the insipid 2004 sequel, Meet The Fockers. Sadly, it looks as if I have to schedule more sessions with Dr. Melfi later this year when Little Fockers invades multiplexes just in time to ruin Christmas.
From the looks of this trailer, viewers can expect more painfully awkward encounters between Gaylord Focker (Ben Stiller) and Jack Byrnes (Robert De Niro), a duo whose comedic chemistry expired immediately following the wrap party for the first film way back in 2000. It’s tricky to get a read on the storyline from this teaser trailer alone, but one thing you can expect to see is an extended set piece revolving around Robert De Niro’s accidental overdose on boner pills. Now that’s what we call comedy!
[via The Daily What]