Showing posts with label Rose McGowan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rose McGowan. Show all posts

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Shattering the American Dream

Robert Rodriguez and Rose McGowan have reportedly split up, according to the New York Post this week. Which is kind of a problem for both of them considering they were planning to make not one, not two, but three movies together in the near future. Sure, the reason for the breakup pretty much centered around Rodriguez's insistence that McGowan be the star of these three films, much to the collective eye-roll of studio executives.

I've been accused of overt masoginism several times on this site, which I have never denied. However, seeing as how Quentin Tarantino's hispanic counterpart here pulled a Spielberg and left his long-time wife for the lead actress he was working with at the time leaves me very little room to say "poor Robby". Sure, its every young nerd's dream to one day write and direct a sci-fi flick... and then spin that off into a lurid, sexual relationship with its starring actress (see: Paul W.S. Anderson-Milla Jovovich or Len Wiseman-Kate Beckinsale), but you kinda scratched that idea as a viable option when you married someone else first... and then had her pop out five kids for you. Everything that follows is nothing but karma. Plus, you can't hope to emulate Spielberg, unless you too have the Ark of the Covenant as your living room coffee table.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

By any other name...

Rose McGowan has reportedly gotten engaged to new boyfriend Robert Rodriguez after only a few short months of courtship. McGowan met Rodriguez while shooting his half of the summer flop Grindhouse, entitled Planet Terror, in which McGowan played a stripper equipped with a M16-A1 assault rifle as a prosthetic substitute for her left leg. Notably, Rodriguez left his then-current wife, who was a producer on the film, during production for McGowan.
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First off, let us all take a moment to honor the American Filmakers Dream: 1) Write Script. 2) Blow Producers in Steakhouse Bathrooms for Favor to Shoot Script. 3) Marry High School Sweetheart before shooting Script. 4) Shoot Movie. 5) Enjoy Movie's Success. 6) Make Producers Blow You in Steakhouse Bathrooms for Honor of Shooting Next, Yet-Unwritten Script. 7) Shoot Far Inferior Follow-up Movie. 8) Leave High School Sweetheart-turned-Wife for Inferior Movie's starring Actress. And then you live rehabilly-ever-after.
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Ok, with that out the way, can I ask something? Did Rose McGowan get a shitload of plastic surgery recently? And I don't mean in the vacuous Hollywood sense. I mean in the reconstructive after major motorcycle injury sense. I'm serious, I feel like I missed something here. Of course, I'd still love nothing more than to put another coat of alabaster on this literally-ivory colored beauty. But, then again, I'd fuck Ann Margaret. Or Mark Hamill for that matter.
A Couple More Rose, one with the Macabre Cowboy Fiance at the end..