There are two possible explanations for what's going on in this incredible video, which will change the way you watch David Letterman watching drummers forever:
Rob Riggle describes his struggles as the only new cast member on his season of SNL, and shares the advice that Will Ferrell gave him while he was there.
So you're minding your own business, just trying to take in the latest installment of "Between Two Ferns," marinating in the faux-discomfort of Zach Galifianakis asking James Franco about the Jimmy Dean between his legs, when all of a sudden they throw to The Lonely Island, which debuts its new single and video right between those very same ferns. Then it gets all Harmony Korine up in there for Spring Break, all giant sombreros and slow-motion, tequila-drenched debauchery, except instead of Franco inventorying his shit and singing Britney Spears at a white piano, he's … well, we won't spoil it for you. And hey, is that Ed … no. No, we're not going to ruin it. You need to come by those unexpected tears honestly.
Joe House and I became friends for two reasons: eating and basketball. When we went to school together at the College of the Holy Cross, we would play pickup hoops for three hours and then drive to any local Worcester restaurant that served as much food as possible for as little money as possible. House would order four entrées and subsequently annihilate them as I said to myself, "I shouldn't be the only one enjoying this performance … someday, I hope they create a platform that allows us to videotape these eating binges and share the tape with random strangers so everyone around the world can watch Joe House eat."
Little did I know that, all these years later, my wish would come true. God created the Internet and YouTube. We took care of the rest. If you missed Episode 1 of "House Eats," we unleashed House on a diner in the California desert. For Episode 2, we unleashed him on the most delicious Chinese restaurant in Chinatown, Southern California, the United States and probably the world: the legendary Yang Chow. I never wanted to tell anyone about Yang Chow because I never wanted anyone to know about their slippery shrimp, if only because I never want to wait on line to eat it. But sometimes, you have to make sacrifices for the greater good. House, meet Yang Chow.
Tim Burton has directed his second Killers video, “Here With Me” (he also directed “Bones” in 2006). Bonus points for blonde Winona. My favorite part is (obviously) the final scene, in which Gloomy Black-Swaddled Hero and Winona become a pair of bald candle people (or bomb-heads, maybe). Taking inspiration from Mad Love for a Killers video kind of makes me wish that Mr. Brightside had been less Moulin Rouge!, more Un Chien Andalou. I demand more sea urchins and severed hands in my music videos immediately!
• A Lannister always pays his tab: I see no real reason why there isn’t a themed beer for every occasion, and Game of Thrones is as good a place as any to start. The four-beer series from HBO and Brewery Ommegang begins with the introduction of Iron Throne Blonde Ale for Season 3’s premiere at the end of March. I think this sounds much more promising than Tru Blood Beverage, the flavor of which Bon Appétit described as “orange soda/Fresca suicide."
For the average person, a birthday represents a period of time when one expects to be showered with love and gifts. Why? Because we're all terrible, selfish people. There are a rare few out there, though, who flip the script and give gifts on their birthday, 1 percent due to their large hearts, and 99 percent due to the incredible publicity said gift will garner.
Shawn Corey "Jay-Z" Carter (conceived under a sycamore tree, born December 4, 1969, 10 pounds, 8 ounces, special child) is one of those men.
If you haven't seen The Master (and you really should have seen The Master), some of this video, from the guys who did the Boys video, might be lost on you. Perhaps not all of it, though, because you've probably at least come across a trailer by now. In any case, whether or not you understand what the phrase "informal processing" means, you almost certainly can appreciate the way in which this particular mind-probing session ends. It pays off. We've said too much. We don't want to spoil it. We are not careless in our remarks.
There are many things in Lana Del Rey's new video for "National Anthem" (featuring A$AP Rocky) that are potential grounds for criticism.
Two things I think about all the time: Drake and bar mitzvahs.
I think about Drake a great deal, because for about 18 months I've listened to his music nonstop but struggled over how I really feel about him as a like-aged guy. As for bar mitzvahs, I think about them on a weekly basis, longingly, because I miss the time in my life where I had multiple parties to attend, every weekend, for two years.
I bring up these two things because over the weekend, Drake released a bar mitzvah–themed video for his song, "HYFR (Hell Ya, Fucking Right)."
Bill Simmons: "You already know what they did for me."
"What?"
"I walked away with the MVP."
("And this awesome blonde perm-afro-mullet. And the closing lines of the worst 30 seconds in rap history.")
What have we all done with ourselves in the 14 years since the last Mad Men episode aired? (It's been 14 years, right?) You're probably going to answer, "Lived full and productive lives," and if so, good on you. But we've done nothing but sit in a darkened office, ruefully swishing some rye around in a glass while waiting for further instructions from Matthew Weiner. In the meantime, things like this video come into our lives (featuring a song that blissfully falls outside of the Anachronism Police's jurisdiction), and we momentarily have something else to do besides drunkenly hone our fingerbanging technique on an unfortunate couch pillow until the season premiere finally arrives this Sunday night. Yeah, it's been a long, lonely 14 years.
Editor's Note: Welcome back to our series Rembert Explains the '80s. Every so often, we'll e-mail 24-year-old Rembert Browne a video from the 1980s that he hasn't seen. Rembert will write down his thoughts as he's watching it, then we'll post those thoughts here. This week's installment was selected by Hollywood Prospectus editor Mark Lisanti: "Somebody's Watching Me," by Rockwell. If you have an idea for a future episode of Rembert Explains the '80s, e-mail us at hollywood@grantland.com.
Rembert's Note: I've been prepping myself for this video to get selected since November.
*Before I start, you should know this about Rockwell (from Wikipedia):
Editor's Note: Welcome back to our series Rembert Explains the '80s. Every so often, we'll e-mail 24-year-old Rembert Browne a video from the 1980s that he hasn't seen. Rembert will write down his thoughts as he's watching it, then we'll post those thoughts here. This week's installment was selected by Hollywood Prospectus editor Mark Lisanti: The Wuzzles (Episode 7). If you have an idea for a future episode of Rembert Explains the '80s, e-mail us at hollywood@grantland.com.
Rembert's Note: '80s animation has proven to be brutal thus far. I bring that up to publicly express my fear for how bad this show will be.
Let's not overcomplicate this, OK? Here's a video of some dogs barking "The Imperial March," you're going to watch and enjoy it, and then we're going to go on with our day. Whether or not you spend any time contemplating an automobile purchase is entirely your own business. (h/t HuffPo)
