Premium Cable channel,
HBO, has opened up a new shop for HBO-goodies in Manhattan, near Bryant Park.
I'm thinking as I read
this, why does a cable channel need its own shop? I mean, it's not like they're
PBS.
(By the way, does PBS still have those shops anymore? There used to be one in
The Falls Mall, but I haven't noticed if they're still around. It was a little bit like the
Disney Store, but with Arthur and D.W., who coincidentally, I once met at the PBS store there. What? I watch children's programming)
Then I remember.
Sarah Jessica Parker. Sex and The City. Ahh, yes.
Listen, I loved SATC, and in fact, I actually own Season 1 on DVD. It was a Secret Santa gift, but my point still stands.
Yet, danged if I'm going to be seen shopping in this emporium, which even I realise is an obsessive shade of
pink too far. I mean, how many men will be shopping there?
(My guess is only Anderson Cooper and Ryan Seacrest. Big
Oz fans, huge)
I also have no idea why they put SJP all alone, on that projected mural, as it does indeed make her already generous schnozzola about 45 feet bigger.
In the words of
Peter Griffin on Family Guy, "
Why not, they allow Sarah Jessica Parker on TV, and she has a face like a foot."
Quite.
By the way, here's a random beef.
Why is it that South Americans have this bizarre habit of calling people with three names in English -- the middle of which is not a family name but a Christian name -- and use their last two names only, hmm, hmm?
Catch that? Wait, it's like this:
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Sarah Jessica Parker? Becomes "Jessica Parker"
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Jennifer Jason Leigh? Becomes "Jason Leigh"
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Martin Luther King Jr? Becomes "Luther King"
I know people are going to reply that in Spanish and Portuguese-speaking countries, the tradition is to use the last two surnames of a person's name.
But PATENTLY that is not the case with "Jessica Parker", not to say the completely nutty, "Luther King".
Of course, in English we have a similar peculiarity, in that a footballer like metrosexual Portugal and Man United player,
Cristiano Ronaldo, is called "
Ronaldo". The same weird custom applies to
Roberto Carlos, ex-Brazil midget defender, who is referred to moronically as "
Carlos".
What on earth. That's like calling me "Elisabeth" or Ron "Alfredo".
Yes, I'm not sure which person is going to decide they just can't live without that DVD of
The Sopranos one fine day, and rush out to the HBO store, only to be blinded by its aggressive pinkness.
Furthermore, I don't see why the other gals of Sex And The City got gypped by the mecca-room mural, especially my favourite character, British-Canadian lass,
Kim Cattrall.
As
Gawker inimitably put it:
Really, are things so bad that we need an entire room--make that shrine--dedicated to the memory of Carrie et al? Seriously, this looks like someone from Six Feet Under got the interior design contract.
Is it wrong to think that Sarah Jessica Parker looked better on the side of a bus?
Yes, yes it is. But it's still sweet to hear it.
Labels: HBO, New York, Random Beefs
