I watched Prey for Rock & Roll again last night. Dumb flick, but I'd drag my dick a mile through broken glass to look at Gina Gershon for two hours. I mean it, you could crack my fucking dick with an aluminum bat if it meant looking at Gina Gershon for a while. Put my dick through a potato slicer, wrap it up in barbed wire, long as I get to see Gina Gershon. I mean it...I will kill Randy from American Idol, tear his skull off and use it flatten my dick with a dumptruck to look at Gina Gershon, know what I'm saying?
But seriously, you think they were able to squeeze EVERY rock cliche into the two hours? My favorite of course is Gina Gershon in bed with her girlfriend and she turns on the radio....just in time to catch some Falwellian character screaming, warning of rock and roll, "the devil's music!!!" What the fuck? Is this 1955, are there really people still claiming rock and roll is Satan's tool to take the souls of the children? Anybody else still hearing that on the radio these days? But of course it shows us how "dangerous!" rock still is, and of course my girlfriend makes fun of the dude so that he sounds like an idiot. Of course you might be wondering why would such a bad girl rocker as herself even have the radio tuned to a station that would carry something like that in the first place? Hmm.
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