Somehow, I wound up with a (free) subscription to Entertainment Weekly, a rag that has slid far, far downhill since the glory days following its launch (when I was a paid subscriber), but still holds some use as short-attention-span reading material. And so, having burned through the frighteningly well-produced SXSW newsmag whilst brushing my teeth yesterday and the current issue of Jane (which remains mystifyingly, defiantly fab years after its launch) in a long tub soak last night, I was left with one raggedy-ass copy of EW to peruse on the can this morning.
But what ho! Whilst flipping through the US-thin pages, I was struck by the muse: I'll review what EW reviews...in bathroom lingo! Short, sweet, and much easier to add to your del.icio.us than anything you read while performing ablutions. Erik, this one is for you...
The communicatrix's bathroom guide to the year's big events (film edition):
The Da Vinci Code: Poop that looks good coming out but falls apart as soon as it hits the water
Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest: Occasionally perfect shower ruined by incessant flushing of neighbor's toilet
M:I III: The hallelujah poop that accompanies the onset of one's period
Flight 93, World Trade Center: Tedious issues of The New Yorker that molder away in the bathroom rack because you feel too guilty throwing them out
X3: Outrageously expensive styling product moldering away in your shower caddy because you feel like an asshole throwing it out
Casino Royale: The long-awaited re-release of the contraceptive sponge
The Devil Wears Prada: Toothpaste sample you got from the dentist you use when you run out of your brand which turns out to be halfway decent, although not worth switching to from your regular brand
Miami Vice: Overly expensive set of matching Italianate-moderne bathroom accessories that you receive via regifting
Superman Returns: Mold-infected tile that looks good for a week after you scrub it with bleach but really needs regrouting, if not total replacement
Lady in the Water: (see The DaVinci Code)
The Break-Up: Otherwise satisfying poop marred by painful and unsightly corn kernels
Marie Antoinette: Paris Hilton, the fragrance