During the awards show this past weekend, there was a special category for “Worst Performance by Bruce Willis in a 2021 Movie.” He appeared in eight low-budget films last year and he was nominated for all of them, ultimately “winning” for Cosmic Sin.

“After much thought and consideration, the Razzies have made the decision to rescind the Razzie Award given to Bruce Willis, due to his recently disclosed diagnosis. If someone’s medical condition is a factor in their decision making and/or their performance, we acknowledge that it is not appropriate to give them a Razzie.”

In other words, “Yes, we noticed that his acting sucked, and was therefore Razzie-worthy, but we now realized he cheated to win that award. Using a brain disorder to suck at acting is the equivalent of using steroids to hit home runs.”

I can’t really agree with their decision. It’s seems to me that all really bad actors have a brain disorder, the symptom of which … is bad acting. Consider Nic Cage, Tom Green, Steven Segal, OJ Simpson – even the greatest bad actor of them all, our own muse, the great Bill Shatner. All of those guys have a few splinters in the windmills of their minds.

OK, you caught me. Roger Moore is an exception.

Big update this week. New pics for April 1:

(If you don’t see thumbnails below, this page should work.)

Anamaria Vartolomei in “l’événement”:

 

  

Louise Chevillotte in “l’événement”:

Leonor Oberson in “l’événement”:

Louise Orry-Diguero in “l’événement”:

Salomé Dewaels in “illusions perdues”:

 

Candice Bouchet in “illusions perdues”:

Ophélie Bazillou in “Groland”:

French version, with extensive commentary

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“Mexico to rent out presidential jet for weddings, parties.”

It sounds weirdly “third world” on the surface, but it’s pretty much the same thing Clinton used to do with the Lincoln Bedroom.

Oh, now that I think about it, my initial impression was right. Both situations sound weirdly third world, but the Clinton thing never really bothered me because I can still remember when JFK installed the mirrored ceiling and the red velvet drapes in the Oval Office, and my dad always talked about when Warren Harding jump-started the roaring twenties by installing an opium den in the library, which was a frequent stop made by visitors after they selected a hooker in the entrance hall.

And don’t even ask about James Buchanan.