October 24, 2007

Run, Bob, Run!

Hot on the campaign trail for that elusive Oscar, that elusive respect and that elusive sanity, Tommy Boy is tripping the light fantastic in Rome, promoting his new flick, Lions for Lambs, with director Robert Redford.

Looks like Tommy Boy's special brand of crazy fug is starting to rub off on Redford. Run, Bob! Save yourself! Is this what working with Tommy Boy does to you? Ages you overnight? Well, look at Zombie Bride and there's your answer.

And what the hell is happening to Tommy Boy? I mean, a decade ago he was decent enough looking. Okay, fine. He was nice looking in A Few Good Men and Jerry Maguire and now I feel the need to bleach out my eyeballs and flog myself. But time and/or crazy is catching up with him. Why is he so shiny? Does he really sweat that much? Is he suffering from hot flashes? And what is going on with his nose? Are those his real ears? Like the kind every self-respecting alien on his planet sport? They would make Spock and Legolas green with envy.

And why is "a horse is a horse of course of course, but nobody can talk to a horse of course . . ." going through my head?
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