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ceebeegeeSo Tony Curtis just died. And the first thing I think of is that he refused to see Brokeback Mountain but voted against it for the Oscar anyway. And bragged about it. And claimed other Academy members felt the same way. Assclown.
The other thing I remember was when he was promoting his book back in--the late '90s? And he was on Letterman or some show like that, and retelling something from the book, about how he'd visited Elvis Presley in Las Vegas, and walked into Elvis's dressing room and found Ann-Margret [ACCORDING TO HIM, take with a grain of salt] "on her knees on front of Elvis giving him a very convincing hello" or some such creepy, smirky nonsense like that. I couldn't stand him after that. It just seemed so ungentlemanly. Look guys, those of you who claim to be straight (you have to wonder with someone like Curtis, he tries so hard to convince you of what a womanizer he is), we all know you like blow jobs and none of you would turn one down. So why you treat the women who actually give them to you like they're garbage? You can't simultaneously tut-tut and leer.
For a much worse example of this sort of thing, I'm terribly saddened by this poor Rutgers student, whose roommate set up a web cam to film him having sex--*gasp, clutch pearls*--with a MAN. And bragged about it on Twitter. And then the poor guy killed himself. FUCK. According to this link, he may or may not have actually broadcast it (and I still have no idea why the girl is being charged, I haven't heard that she did anything) but still WTF. That poor, poor guy. A talented violinist, with beautiful reddish-blonde hair, a young guy with everything to look forward to. Rest in peace, Tyler.
What with that and all these other sad, sad stories of young gay men killing themselves, it just seems to be a dark time right now.
The other thing I remember was when he was promoting his book back in--the late '90s? And he was on Letterman or some show like that, and retelling something from the book, about how he'd visited Elvis Presley in Las Vegas, and walked into Elvis's dressing room and found Ann-Margret [ACCORDING TO HIM, take with a grain of salt] "on her knees on front of Elvis giving him a very convincing hello" or some such creepy, smirky nonsense like that. I couldn't stand him after that. It just seemed so ungentlemanly. Look guys, those of you who claim to be straight (you have to wonder with someone like Curtis, he tries so hard to convince you of what a womanizer he is), we all know you like blow jobs and none of you would turn one down. So why you treat the women who actually give them to you like they're garbage? You can't simultaneously tut-tut and leer.
For a much worse example of this sort of thing, I'm terribly saddened by this poor Rutgers student, whose roommate set up a web cam to film him having sex--*gasp, clutch pearls*--with a MAN. And bragged about it on Twitter. And then the poor guy killed himself. FUCK. According to this link, he may or may not have actually broadcast it (and I still have no idea why the girl is being charged, I haven't heard that she did anything) but still WTF. That poor, poor guy. A talented violinist, with beautiful reddish-blonde hair, a young guy with everything to look forward to. Rest in peace, Tyler.
What with that and all these other sad, sad stories of young gay men killing themselves, it just seems to be a dark time right now.
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Date: 2010-10-01 02:57 pm (UTC)