Dustin Hoffman used to have a terrible reputation in Hollywood. Every film production was especially fraught, every interview a battle, every story about him was a denouncement. That being said, it should not be underestimated that Hoffman was a complete bastard and a complete pig back in those days.
The fact that people will come here and insult me for posting this amuses me, if only because defending the indefensible is normally humorous. Why is it my business? As some of you may know, I recently split with my last employer.
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At Dollywood, the place on a Venn diagram where gay camp and Southern camp overlap, cinnamon rolls might be the great equalizer. You find them at the Grist Mill, a working water-powered replica of an old country mill inside the wildly popular theme park. Workers cut deep slashes into small loaves of bread dough and toss them into pans of cinnamon and sugar, then bake them; the crusty top gives way to soft, sugary canyons inside.
Greenwich Village is famed for its high concentration of gay bars, but a combination of rising rents, decreasing stigmas, and increased diversity in the LGBTQ scene has laid the foundation for unique gay bars to become neighborhood staples citywide. And though it may be a challenge to venture from the comfort of your neighborhood gay bar, these LGBTQ bars and clubs across the city offer some of the best queer nightlife in all five boroughs. Late-night dancing on a quiet Brooklyn street Manhattan may dominate the queer nightclub scene, but The Rosemont proves that some experiences are worth ditching the island for.
And then, of course, there is the Simon Cowell — the British guy who is a giant douchebag. To be fair, Nigel is way less negative than Simon. To which I answer, no, Nigel.
Also Read: Tyler Perry's 'Boo! The kids, meanwhile, find themselves facing a greatest-hits posse of horror-movie creeps, from drowned girls with long stringy hair in their faces to chainsaw-wielding psychos. Over and over, forever and ever, amen. When they do occasionally land a laugh, it occurs in a scene that inevitably runs too long, draining the energy out of the joke and the air out of the movie.