I was a true devotee of the first few seasons of American Horror Story, but I dropped off during Freak Show, which was just a tad too fucked up for me to muddle through before bed. So it is with great anticipation that I await AHS: Apocalypse, which is supposedly something of a mashup of seasons one and three—with…
For years, Hollywood executives balked at casting Asian-Americans in leading roles, claiming, among other things, that minority leads were a financial risk. And yet, somehow, a film with an all-East Asian cast managed to rake in $34 million over five days, with nary an Emma Stone in sight! Wild.
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Everything is stupid, and so are we. Welcome to Jezebel’s Stupidest Summer Ever, a season-long celebration of our worst, most idiotic thoughts and opinions.
As is usually the case with television shows I love, the gospel of Floribama Shore was preached to me long before I ever considered actually watching it. For nearly a year, friends like Jezebel’s Clover Hope and Megan Reynolds tried to convince me that MTV’s reality series about early twenty-something Southerners who…
The theater on opening night for Crazy Rich Asians—John Chu’s glittering, tacky, and ultimately satisfying homage to romantic love and money—was full of Asian people, all of whom cheered, whooped, hollered, and audibly awwww-ed for the entire two hours. It was an experience that felt interactive—the first romcom that…
You have to wonder whether Dr. Pimple Popper (née Dr. Sandra Lee) is a sadist. Yes, she has devoted her career to helping the lump-afflicted. Yes, she wields a local anesthetic to numb wherever on the body she goes in to dig. But not only is she unsparing in the gory details of her work, which routinely finds pus…
Extra discounts from Backcountry, Sephora’s Weekly Wow deals, Mynt massagers on Amazon, and more lead Friday’s best lifestyle deals.
A third of the way into Be the Cowboy, over the upbeat strum of an acoustic guitar, Mitski relays a sober realization to a lover. “Nobody butters me up like you,” she sings. “And nobody fucks me like... me.”
Upon hearing that Liam Neeson’s next role would be that of a snowplow driver, you might assume that he was going indie to revamp his career once again, after a decade of playing ACTION DADS. You would be wrong! Because this snowplow driver is going after a drug lord—of course.
Not five seconds into their collaborative single, Daddy Yankee kicks off “Made For Now” by giving Janet Jackson’s name the Daddy Yankee treatment. “Janet Jackson!” He yells out. “ICONIC!” If you’re at all familiar with his catalog (it’s great), it sounds similar to the way he calls out his own name, which is by…
By far, the weirdest movie I saw during my absolutely fun and not exhausting Sundance jaunt in Utah (during the throes of winter) was An Evening with Beverly Luff Linn, a movie starring Aubrey Plaza in a weird role, Jemaine Clement in a strange role, and Craig Robinson in an even stranger role.
We’ll miss her kindness. We’ll miss her food metaphors. We’ll miss her splash mask. Join us as we say goodbye (for now) to the single most disgusting series in the history of basic cable, Dr. Pimple Popper.
An actor who reportedly asked to leave The Affair may have been written off the show over pay issues.
Is there something on Pearl’s face? Yes. And it’s called additional context.
Discounted bras and bralettes from Urban Outfitters, a huge Patagonia sale, tea and tea accessories, and more lead Thursday’s best lifestyle deals.
Rihanna and Donald Glover are hanging out in Cuba for what’s rumored to be a movie shoot for director Hiro Murai’s next project. But in the words of Sister Aloysius Beauvier, “I HAVE DOUBTS!”
Although Nicki Minaj isn’t the main artist listed on “Fefe,” her single with Tekashi 6ix9ine and Murda Beatz, she’s adding the song as track 20 on her latest album Queen, and it certainly looks like a ploy to boost album sales and debut at No. 1 on the charts.
This year marks the 30th anniversary of Tell It to My Heart, Taylor Dayne’s double-platinum debut album that peaked at #21 on the Billboard 200 albums chart back in 1988.
