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Please Don’t Save Constantine…

Dear Internet, I don’t ask you for much. Really I don’t. I mean, sure I bitch and complain a lot, but I never really ask for anything. But this is important. So just this once, I’m asking you for this favor… Please don’t try to save Constantine. For those of you who don’t know. It’s Upfront…

New Jack Disney

I don’t think I’m ever going to be able to watch a Disney movie again without wishing the soundtrack was done by this guy. @toddyrockstar and @shoshanabean you are officially my heroes. I wonder how much I’d have to pay them to remix Under the Sea to Color me Badd. And clearly the soundtrack to Frozen should have been…

Apologies to Johnny Depp

Ok, I’m going to stop making fun of Johnny Depp. I owe him an apology. See, I never realized the power of blogging. I didn’t know that if I didn’t like a celebrity, all I had to really do was point out that he was a really bad actor and not really as hot as people…

Leave Iggy Alone…

I can’t believe that I actually care about this. And I really can’t believe that I’m about to side with Iggy Azalea over Q-Tip… but I am.  So apparently it’s a slow news day. I keep seeing people ranting about Iggy Azalea and how she apparently has failed to address the problem of racial violence…

Ok, enough with the Superhero shows…

I remember a few years ago when Tobey Maguire Spider-man movies were coming out and Marvel had just started Phase 1 of their Avengers film series, Howard Stern made a comment that ALL movies and TV shows should have superheroes in them. He said it didn’t matter what it was… you’ve got a police procedural going…

Kemoeatu Kidneys

So, while I was in line at the store to get cigarettes a little bit ago, I overheard something (you always overhear interesting stuff in line at the convenience store). Some woman was telling her friend that she was sick of the media concentrating on all of the negative press the NFL gets with Adrian…

The NFL is not Greenpeace

I live in Pittsburgh, Pa. It’s a football town. As a resident here, I am required by law to worship the Pittsburgh Steelers, forsaking all other gods before them. Football is a religion here. Do you understand the level of sacrilegious gumption it takes for a city to pronounce a football play as “immaculate” and continue…