While we're on the subject of things that annoy me
(Because we are.) Don’t you hate when bloggers (none of whom would possibly be reading this - this annoyance is from my very unfortunate ALMOST OVER I SWEAR I’M DOWN TO THREE habit of hate-reading of certain Carrie Bradshaw-type blogs that you would literally never guess in a million years, for real) write about compliments other people give them? It’s like the main content of some of those blogs! It always goes like this:
"The Handsome Beau told me again today that I was the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen, from my head to my toes. It happens daily, of course, with him, with co-workers, with men on the street - even with celebrities - so why can’t I see myself the way they see me? As a faultless poreless package of vulnerable beauty only enhanced, not diminished, by the fierce strength and intelligence behind my eyes? But I can’t. I never can. Because of my dad. And how he was so perfect and loved me so much. Someday maybe I’ll be able to accept this part of myself. I’m working on it, stay with me my beloved readers! Your daily encouragement on this matter touches my heart!" [Followed by huge picture of herself meant to look candid but clearly posed and clearly taken by herself]
Earlier this week I did a real nice presser with Tina Brown’s must-read media influencer cultural buzz cheat-sheet The Daily Beast, and their profile of me finally went live today. I feel pretty good about it. They called me the “Stephen Colbert of New Media”, which I thought was sort…
I would really like this to be the stickiest, ickiest, noisiest, buzziest story in the Stratosphere today.
I’m down in Florida so just saw this went up. Congrats to both Alex Blagg and “Alex Blagg”!
The best thing about Jezebel’s “Grossest Story in the World” competition is the fact that it’s educated hundreds of thousands of people about MRSA. (I could not personally stand to watch much of the video at that link.) You would not even BELIEVE how many otherwise intelligent people have no idea what MRSA is. MRSA (“Mersa”) is flesh-eating drug resistant staph and is what we are all going to die from. So enjoy life and wash your hands! (And happy Tuesday!)
A few weeks ago I was hanging out with some friends and this game occurred completely organically: go around the room and each person has to name a figure who became famous from the OJ trial. I don’t know how on earth it came up in conversation and so quickly became a game, but it was pretty fun. There are so many! You know the game is over when someone tries “…the sunglasses?”
(This could be expanded into a game called “Media Circus,” but we couldn’t come up with anything that matched the OJ trial.)
A scary story from indie film publicist Reid Rosefelt (who gave me my first job in New York a decade ago, Hi Reid!), who was charged over $1700 in data charges when he went to the Toronto Film Fest to promote Errol Morris’s new movie, Tabloid, even though he researched everything ahead of time and did everything right. After 20 days of daily phone calls:
"On Friday I received a text saying there would be no reduction of any kind. An operator confirmed that there would be no explanation for the denial or any possibility of reconsideration."
Reid includes a bunch of videos other people have made about this problem, some who were charged even more — apparently AT&T does this to people all the time. I thought I’d do my part to help get this out there. (It has nothing actually to do with Errol Morris, of course, but I know he’s a favorite of probably everyone reading this.)
Also, Reid’s blog is really interesting and a must-read for indie film fans - he’s been an independent film publicist for decades. (Reid’s the one who taught me to notice and auto-hate movie posters where the characters are posing together in scenes not in the movie, like the aforementioned Freebie abomination.)
“When you talk to people afterward, it was as if they were seeing two different films,” said Scott Rudin, one of the producers. “The older audiences see Zuckerberg as a tragic figure who comes out of the film with less of himself than when he went in, while young people see him as completely enhanced, a rock star, who did what he needed to do to protect the thing that he had created.”