Entertainment Weekly Magazine Review

You heard me.  I don't care.  I don't care a bit about who looks better wearing that dress.  No, I don't.  I'm not interested in Britney's latest misadventure.  Paris Who?  Puh-leeze!  Where, oh where did the depth go?  Have we become so superficial that what fits between these covers passes for content?  We're doomed!  And know what?  Entertainment Weekly is probably the best of the celeb-mag clones.

There's some pretty serious stuff going on in this world.  But, if you look at the magazine racks you'd hardly think so.  The world is at war, we're screwing up the environment, my dog has fleas and dammit, it looks like someone's moved my cheese!  Give me a break.

That felt good!

Okay, Entertainment Weekly isn't very deep, and it isn't the magazine that it started out as, but it does provide its readers with some decent brief reviews of TV and Movies.  Once in a while you'll even read an interesting interview.  If you're my age, you may even get lucky and know who the subject is.

Sure, it's nice to here some inside dope on the shooting of Sex and the City:  The Movie, but do you have to subject me to the HITLIST?  I already told you that I don't care.

I don't care that the Crash won't stop Clooney from riding his motorcycle or that Six of the seven gay characters on network TV are on ABC.  I'm serious, I just don't care.

And, that's all I have to say about that.

Regards,

Rudi