Friday Scattershot
• Cruel Intentions definitely loses something when edited down for cable. Definitely.
• Wait, wait, wait. You're telling me that lonelygirl15 is one giant hoax? Man. Talk about losing my innocence. The interwebs lied to me. Nihilo sanctum estne?
• Oh holy crap, October can't get here fast enough.
• I mean, seriously, I can understand cutting to commercial as Sarah Michelle Gellar starts to grind on Ryan Phillippe (and I mean really grind). But they totally killed The Kiss between Gellar and Selma Blair, which is (a) weird, since FX isn't one to shy away from gay moments in programming, and (b) more than a little disappointing, since that was a pivotal high school moment for me and pretty much every guy my age. Shame on you, FX.
• Man, Memphis Belle was a lot better before I knew what separated good movies from the not so good. And a drunk D.B. Sweeney screaming "I don't wanna die!" seems, well, a bit over the top, even for a WWII movie, which are admittedly a pretty overheated genre.
• Another great video that's well worth 4 minutes of your day.
• Because five years is a longer time than you'd think; because young men in their prime do weird and impossible and life-changing things; and because you never shake the memory of unity sit-ups at dawn; this is for the all old guys out there, and for all the new ones who are spending tonight staring at the O in "not":
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