61 Frames Per Second by John Constantine Today in Nerve's videogame blog: Friedrich Nietzsche, River City Ransom, angry nerds, and the horrors of time. So, you know, business as usual.
The Remote Island by Bryan Christian Veronica Mars returns (maybe), RuPaul is haunting us (definitely), and the Dexter "Pscyho Therapy" quiz (creepy.)
Lili
Taylor
In 1998's Girls Town, a thirty-year-old Taylor played a hard-ass seventeen
year old with hairsprayed bangs, big overalls and doorknocker earrings, and she
was far better than the hardass seventeen year old girls playing themselves.
Since then she's been a vampire, Valerie Solanas, and a crazy babymama on Six
Feet Under. Every time you see her, you're a little bit worried she's going
to jump out on the screen and bite you on the face. Anyone who acts this well
has to be crazy, and crazy is sexy.
Snoop
Dogg
You'd think this one didn't have to be pointed out, but then you never read or hear anything about how hot Snoop is. And he's witty. And
then
there's the porn: "With six original music videos and five scenes of raw, uncut
and unbelievable backyard fucking, this video satisfies strokers and hip-hop
fans alike." Snoop Dogg satisfies strokers and hip-hop fans alike. Who
else can make that claim?
Sharon
Osbourne
Whether you can stand to watch The Osbournes or not (and I can, endlessly),
you can't help loving her. She's funny, cute, swears a lot and is so sweet. She either reminds you of your real mom or you'd trade your real mom in for her in a
second. But consider your motivations: do you really just want one of those loving
pats on the cheek from her?
Peter
Sellers
In the Pink Panther movies, there was always one scene in which
Inspector Clouseau found himself in some racy situation with a ridiculously beautiful
lady. It was a joke. You were supposed to disbelieve that such
a shlub could score like that. I never got that joke.
Abraham
Lincoln
Your sixth-grade American History textbook told you that he was homely. That
was his thing. JFK was a sexy president. Lincoln? Homely. Bullshit. Abolition aside and abolition is very sexy Lincoln
was gawky-scrawny-big-nosedly cute one hundred and fifty years before Adrian
Brody even thought about trying it.
Sandra
Bernhard
The patron saint of unsexy-sexiness, except I never quite saw why. I'd be inclined
to credit her with garden-variety sexiness: great body, filthy mouth, etc. etc.
But she's got a big nose, so that confuses some people. For those who want to love
Sandra Bernhard, but aren't sure if they're allowed to love someone with a big
nose, let me clear something up for you. Sandra Bernhard? Sexy.
Prince
Duh. He's a five-foot-tall guy with a pompadour and bullfighter outfits, flicking
his tongue at you in serpentine and potentially repulsive ways. But it's actually
pretty appealing. Maybe he doesn't make you want to do him, but he makes you
want to do somebody.
Patti
Smith
In Late-'70s New York Punk for Dummies, Debbie Harry and Patti Smith are
trotted out as a study in contrasts: one was unfathomably beautiful, singing melodic
Blondie songs in a sweet voice; the other was dark and scruffy, shouting inaccessible things
about cannibals. So is something wrong with that? Aside from being wicked hot
(check out the cover of Horses), Patti has always been kind of loopy, what
with thinking she's Rimbaud and everything.
Shane
MacGowan
If it's wrong to be strangely attracted to a man who lost all his teeth
in bar fights and his mind to whiskey, and who is possibly the mangiest-looking
person
(barely) alive — the guy got kicked off the POGUES for drinking too much, for
chrissakes — then I don't want to be right. Well, I do, but desperate, dilapidated
songs like "The Old Main Drag" keep me coming back.
Ol'
Dirty Bastard
Or whatever his name is now. Osiris? Big Baby Jesus? Dirt McGirt? No, it's Ol'
Dirty Bastard, forever and always, because that's what he is. In the Wu-Tang
Clan,
GZA may have called himself the Genius, but it's ODB who actually was. Combine
his lyrical skills with endless legal problems, possible schizophrenia, and the
kind of snaggle-teeth
that would make MacGowan blush if he still had actual blood in his veins, and
you've got an excellent, high profile, tortured fixer-upper case. ODB? Sexy.
n°
Carrie
Hill Wilner is a Manhattanite by birth and breeding. Still, she has lived in a
lot of places and done a lot of things, and will probably live in others and
do more. She is pretty sure she graduated from Columbia, but they never
sent her a diploma.