Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Piece Of The Day: Tamala Jones

Man, everybody knows who this chick is. She legitimises your favorite hood flick almost as well as Michael Buffer legitimises boxing events. You hear Michael Buffer's thundering voice and you know right then and there that it must be an event worth watching regardless of how the boxers perform. I can't say the same thing about Jimmy "lemon" Jr. I used to be able to, but now that muthafukka works any old event. Big or small, Vegas or fucking Wyoming, the blond haired bandit will be there. Anyways you know what the fuck I mean. This chick has graced us with her presence since the early 90's. The first time I really saw her and her beauty was in Booty Call. But when she really started to get my attention was in The Wood and Two Can Play that Game. I mean this sucka Dondre Whitfield was always cheating on her character, or at least acting like he was. I would say something shady about the whole idea of dissing Tamala, but that dude is married to Salli Richardson. So wtf? Nothing really to say there. Umm... Moving on.
Always projected as the around the way girl, hood chick or generally difficult girlfriend to deal with. I hate that she is cast in these roles, but sometimes it makes me wonder if actors are cast if roles such as this because they are so comfortable playing them due to lack of range and ability. Maybe it is a heightened version or an extension of her personality. Shit man, who the fuck knows. All I know is, perfect ass, butters always whipped to perfection, you never know these days but it appears to be her hair. I'm sure it is. Plus she a tiny little thing. Not too short to be like 5'7 in heels or so. Great complexion.
Nice bucky beaver teeth and perfect height. She is who you wife.
This brings us to the implants. I don't know why she wasn't happy with the handful she had, but they looked cool to me. That's all we will say about that one. You never know what drives people to chop and cut their body up. I hope she gets some better opportunities other than these direct to video master p - ass movie roles. When you look back though if you grew up in the late 90's man this was the chick you wanted to date in college and then after graduation move away somewhere and start a small tribe together. She seems like she will keep you laughing and keep it poppin in the only room that is more important than the t.v. room. Umm.. I'm not going to mention Nate Dogg, because I just don't understand pretty much anything about their whole ordeal. All I have to
say about that is ..."Ew!"

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Movie Of The Day : The Jackal

Well hello there, here we are again. This time we have the Jackal starring Bruce Willis. Or as they say in the orient, Bluce Rirris. The reason why I like this movie is because he broke the mold. Not only for himself, but for any self respecting Bruce Willis fan. He proved to us that not only did he not have to star as John McClane in every movie that he made, but that he was capable of some type of depth of character. The huge cast in this movie only ads to its timeless nature. You have ya boy Ritchie Gere starring as Declan Mulqueen, the imprisoned Irish bad ass with the floaty accent. Some how he manages to look like he just walked out of a high end So Cal hair salon after being in jail for like a thousand years.
The you have Sidney " Mr. Knox " Poitier, who was just acting on auto pilot. I guess when you been doing it as long as he has it becomes easy. Then you have Major Valentina Koslova played by our favorite actress with no curves, Diane Venora. AKA Juliette's mom and Al Pacino's weed smoking, pill popping fuck piece. Jack Black has a small role in this, although it's memorable. He hadn't really come into his own yet, and I think that's why his character works well. For those who dont know or forgot about this shit, here is a brief synopsis: Russian mobster Terek Murad has declared open season on the Russian militia and the FBI over the shooting of his brother in a Moscow nightclub. He hires the Jackal, a nasty assassin whom nobody has even seen, to kill the Director of the FBI. With nowhere else to turn (except a woman who used to work with the Basque separatists, who is now in the USA but whose exact whereabouts in unknown to all save Mulqueen), FBI Deputy Director Carter Preston (who was present at the Moscow shooting) and Major Valentina Koslova of the Russian milita (who pulled the trigger in that shooting) enlist the reluctant services of Declan Mulqueen, an imprisoned IRA sniper, to track the Jackal down, for Declan is the only other person who can positively identify the Jackal.
There are so many funny moments in this movie. Many ruthless kills and strange comments. The Jackal is the real treat. I think Declan sums it up best with a brief description. "This man is no clown. He knows all your moves, back to front. Right now, you've got a name; that's all you've got. The Jackal has got a target: you. He's got a timetable. And as to making mistakes, he's spent twenty years in a trade that doesn't forgive error. And he's prevailed. You think he's the one who's up against it? It's the other way around." way to go Declan.
The opening sequence is fucking hilarious. Quality kills and bad ass characters.
There were many movies during the 90's that date themselves. Like The Saint starring Lt. Tom Kazansky, and Face Off and Broken Arrow. The list goes on and on. I personally like this movie because Bruce Willis is fucking trippin. The muthafucka starts tweaking and killing people with no emotion. I wont say who bites the bullet but you find that he does not discriminate. This being said what ever poison that fool used in aerosol form to merk off the henchmen following him into the parking garage, man I got to get me some of that shit. Once again we have a movie that if you are just sitting around couple of drinks in hand, its a good time. You get to see Richard Gere shadow box in his prison cell to show you that he is still as tough as his character Zack Mayo but as pretty as Edward Lewis.
Other cameos are from people like Sophie Okonedo and Ravil Isyanov, who was a fuckin G.
Check it out. You wont be disappointed.