Samuel L. Jackson is an amazing actor and an all-around pretty cool/hilarious guy. He’s also a really good sport with a great memory, as he had no problem reciting every last word from his infamous Pulp Fiction speech while appearing on The Graham Norton Show last Friday. How he can just drop straight into character like that is pretty impressive – he doesn’t miss a beat!
First of all, let’s get real – who actually wants to PAY for porn? No one, right? Not even rich and famous people like Samuel L. Jackson. He’s a huge proponent of sites like RedTube, which is like YouTube for anal scenes. Well, actual porn stars who work in paid movies are pretty pissed off and think he’s hurting the industry, apparently.
Jackson — aka Nick Fury – was at a news conference for the new Capt. America movie when he was asked to name one of the best pop culture achievements of the last 50 years. SLJ had a quick answer: RedTube — the free porn sharing website.
Now some actors in the skin biz are demanding an apology from Sam … telling TMZ RedTube is nothing more than a pirate site that allows users to illegally post stolen porn. And, they add, “Superheroes don’t steal porn.”
Adult actress Catalina Cruz is demanding a boycott of Jackson’s films … saying Hollywood vehemently opposes piracy of mainstream movies … but somehow thinks it’s okay for people to steal a 5-minute porn clip.
XXX actress Tanya Tate says piracy impacts her directly … because she produces her own web content. “I would gladly send a catalog of adult movies I have directed to Mr. Jackson if he would be so kind as to recant the comment.”
She adds, “I have a stack of porn for him to help him see the error of his ways.”
I’m not much of a porn watcher, but I cannot imagine actually PAYING for that bullshit even if I was. Good for Sam for being “just like us”.
Samuel L. Jackson is a pretty cool dude, right? Really chill, down-to-earth, talented and pretty funny? All of those things may well be true, but don’t tell him that – he doesn’t think he’s as cool as everyone makes out. He’s just a regular person, after all.
“Everybody equates the characters that I play on screen to me; the characters are cool so therefore I’m cool.”
“I don’t treat myself like I’m special. But there’s a whole new phenomenon with fame now that, I guess, if I was a younger person, maybe I’d get caught up in it.”
Well, that’s good to hear. The last thing Hollywood needs is another actor who’s up his own ass. To be honest, I don’t know much about Sam other than that Snakes On a Plane was a fantastic movie and I always wanted to see Long Snake Moan because it looked insane and obviously I’ve heard him reading Go The Fuck To Sleep. That’s good enough for me!
Helen Mirren is a film legend, so she could show up at an awards show in a paper bag with a mop end for a wig and old KFC buckets for shoes and no one could say shit because she’s doing her and has earned the right to do so. She didn’t quite go that far at last night’s BAFTAs in London, but she did take a popular hair trend to the pensioner set by dyeing her hair a lovely shade of bubblegum pink, an idea she got from… an unlikely source, shall we say.
“I saw it on America’s Next Top Model, so I decided to have a go.”
First of all, I love that Helen Mirren watches America’s Next Top Model – I didn’t realise anyone still did. Second of all, I love that she has such a buck wild spirit that she didn’t think twice about heading to Katy Perry town with her locks. And while it’s a bit unusual, it certainly doesn’t look bad. I wish I could get away with pink hair, but it’s just not happening. Helen’s move was especially risky considering the BAFTAs are full of British people who aren’t really into bullshit and really are into class, fanciness and sexy accents.
The afternoon before last, my boyfriend Derek suddenly jumped away from his computer, whooping and yelling.
“What is going on?” I asked him.
“SAMUEL L. JACKSON HAS JOINED TWITTER. AND HE’S VERIFIED,” Derek replied, visibly trembling—whether with thrill or anxiety, I have no idea. Apparently, Jimmy Fallon had just tweeted this information, it had popped up on Derek’s TweetDeck, and now Derek was having a four-alarm celebration/panic attack.
Then he noted aloud that Jackson’s first three tweets were sent from backstage at Late Night.
Well! Turns out that Samuel L. Jackson went on to make the announcement—and his “inaugural” tweet (his fourth, really)—on national television. And I have to admit, this is a veryauspicious beginning:
Zach Braff (yum) is escorted onstage at Spike TV’s 7th annual Video Game Awards. Other winners and presenters included Olivia Wilde, my girl crush Tricia Helfer, and the cast of Jersey Shore onstage with Mike Tyson (my very soul cringes at the possible dialogue).
Here he is at the Capri Film Festival with his wife, LaTanya Richardson, whom he met in college and married in 1980. The two have been together ever since. Not only is he still married to the woman, but he takes her all around the world with him to his promotional events. Nearly thirty years later and he still wants her around, despite the fact that his fame and his money mean he could easily flit off to Capri by himself and bed a different supermodel each night.