But is it real?

Once more I've been let down by actors I expected more from... Once again my theory of men being easy and slightly stupid have been confirmed. Men are not improving their image in my world, but I still believe, maybe against better judgement, that there are men with substance out there.

But another piece of gossip is doing its best to make me into an even more cynical person than I am now. Appearantly Shia LeBeouf is dating Megan Fox. And even though she is thin and pretty, she is a charisma black hole. Or, let me put it in a "please don't sue me" way: she is not my favourite actress. Him I like. He sounds like a sensible young man. Until now.

But then again. He is not alone. Not alone in seeming like a sensible young man, and not alone in liking Megan Fox. I read a letter sent to Empire Magazine, in which a guy confesses to having a bit unhealthy relationship to the cover of the last issue, consisting of a partly nude Megan Fox, and when his wife asked: "Do you want me to be more like Megan Fox?", he replies: "I want you to be Megan Fox". Needless to say, the wife was not impressed. And neither was I. She was not talking to him. I would have kicked his sorry ass out of the house, sold his belongings and burned his clothes. I'm a bit scary that way.

Sure, I might sound bitter, but it is just that I see those kind of comments as a sexist and a conformation that men are easy and only wants "pretty girls", girls with skinny bodies and who might not be conventionally smart... And that makes me sexist, and more cynical than I started out. And sure, it could be real love that they're feeling, but do we really believe that? (Again proving that I'm a cynic).

So, Shia LeBeouf is dating Megan Fox. I'm sure they'll have pretty babies, and an ugly break up. And in the meantime Shia LeBeouf have proved that he is one, of the many, men who wants "something real", and then ends up with a Barbie doll, forever proving himself wrong.

kinda like a dude, but essentially a girl

I just want it to be said: guys should stop complaining. Just stop. There is something highly unattractive about guys who complain. There is a certain whining about it. And if you listen to what they are complaining about, it does justice to those bar scenes where it is a recurrent theme: “My girl/wife doesn’t understand me…”.

It could very well be that the woman in question doesn’t understand, but there are several easy steps to rectify it. But that is not my concern here.

Everybody complains, and that is fair enough, because there are plenty of things to complain about, but to complain about things like not being allowed to see a movie, meeting friends for beers or something like that proves, to me, that you might not be with the right person.
And here is my problem: I consider myself to be “kinda like a dude, but essentially a girl”, and whatever guys think, this is not what they want. They like the idea, but in real life, not so much. This might be for different reasons. I guess that for some, it just isn’t attractive, even though it might be cool. And meeting a girl who wears the same tee as your male self, might not be a bad thing, it is just not the girl he is going home to.

I’ve tried a bunch of times to be one of five girls to a premiere who didn’t have a boyfriend. It is always fascinating spotting the couples. It is always fun to see the reaction of the guys when they slowly realize that girls who like this or that kind of films exist. That there are some girls who don’t have to be “forced”. They are fascinated. But for different reasons, they don’t respond. Are they threatened? Are they scared? Are they condescending? I don’t know.

I can’t even get a reaction in the comic book shop. Maybe I’m too much a dude…?

My conclusion is easy: guys don’t want girls who are just as themselves, only in girl form. They want someone who “doesn’t understand”. If only to have something to complain about.

Late Nite Freak Show

I've not had a very interesting life for the past couple of months. But some events seems to right the wrongs for all that's been missing.

I took part in a "Late Night Show" at Cinemateket. It's a nice thing, a concert film of some sort, and afterwards a free drink. My kind of deal in other words. And since I owed a friend of mine, after seeing a couple of Mark Wahlberg films with me, and handing in an essay I had written (to a very high strung office of exams), I felt I owed it to her. So, being a very good date, I paid for the tickets, and mentally prepared myself for an acid trip movie: Led Zeppelin - The Song Remains The Same.

I've seen it before, and I'm OK with Led Zeppelin. I'm not a big fan, but I'm OK with it. As long as I don't think about the lyrics for too long.

Then I'm told that the guy who has tried the worst pick up move on me ever is trying to get tickets as close as he can. OK. I can deal with this. Just breathe.

Mentally prepared for awkwardness, I show up for Led Zeppelin at their most weird.

The whole thing is presented by a guy I can only think of as a smart ass Don Johnson, as he looked like he had stolen one of Don Johnsons suits. He has a lottery for us. We can win stuff, just by being seated... I really hate that sort of thing, and had I won... No, let's not think about it...

After the amazing lottery, we are shown a short film of Led Zeppelin's first concert in Denmark, with a lot of "wonderful" camera effects. And this is when I should have known that it was going to be strange: a couple of people down in the front demanded that it should be louder, even after they were told it was a private film, and that the sound was not too good.

I ignore this, completely. Most of the time I have no idea of what I'm seeing or hearing. I'm guessing that drugs would have worked, but I don't do that, at all.

Then "The Song Remains The Same" starts, and I know I'm in for a lovely '70s flip trip, or whatever it is called. But in addition to this, which I have prepared for mentally, I get strange people. 2 stoners, down in the front (the same who complained about the sound) are singing along, playing air guitar, and air drums to many of the songs. Did not see that coming.

But what the film cannot give me, they could. I was entertained. I admit that. And I'm guessing the year 2009 is going to get better from now on, since they were not seated in front of me, or next to me.

And I met the guy, and his 10 year younger girlfriend.

As I said: Late Nite Freak Show.

Not angry, just disappointed

Yes, I am a bit invested in different TV shows and movies. This also means I get a bit disappointed over actors and actresses real life. They have it all. They could have anyone. And what happens? They make the oddest couples that you are sure will never last longer than a week. But that would be if they were regular people, with regular life. But since they are not, it will last for about two or three years, and then end in a rather messy divorce, on full display for everyone.

And that is what brings me to the gossip pages of internet. I admit it. It might be because I don't have drama in my own life, so I need to share in others. And I love to see who are now couples, and how long it lasts. And most of the time, I'm a bit puzzled over the combinations. Like Ashton Kutcher and Demi More, since I thought she had a little bit substance, and he is his character in "That 70's Show". Or Scarlett Johanson and Ryan Reynolds. They will probably have beautiful children, but I don't see how they will stay together.

And latest odd couple out: Chris Pine and Audrina what's her name, infamous from "The Hills".

I don't see it. I just don't see it. But than again, I might prefer a bit more substance in a partner than Chris Pine does. And I might be alone in this: but reality TV stars are not something I find even slightly attractive. In fact it does the opposite. I don't see the fascination. A person who has sought out his/her 15 minutes of fame, often in a very dubious fashion, and by exposing the bad sides of his/her personality and their personal self delusion.

But since reality TV shows seem to have no problem recruting, I'm guessing I might be a bit alone, both in being suspicious against the show in it self and its contestants. I know that Chris Pine is not a part of my group at least.