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The essential of the Day: Lady Gaga - Born This Way

My clafoutis, I know, I know: Annie Girardot is dead, the Oscars were crowned The King's Speech , Cindy Sander released a new song, MAM has sprayed the government as an old acne pimples: it many things happening today unavoidable. But, only one request, how to miss the new music video Amanda Lear Lady Gaga on this last day of February, I ask you?

Answer: we can not. By cons, you can count the points.

The "cons" : everyone has already said, but why would I be smarter than everyone else, this title is just Express Yourself by Madonna past the mixer. For what was announced as the new gay anthem I Will Survive exceed in the history of music, obviously we were a little disappointed at first listen. Good, bad and force it to do anything with his face and with his clothes, it is not too surprised, either. Post-dated last clip ( Alejandro) who was already a little dark with dancers dressed not much, it is almost in the repetition. There is also this pub unbearable you can not zap the beginning video. I hope the French Games has paid the skin of the buttocks.

The pros : the atmosphere over the top (it's SO gay), the unicorn on the thigh, skeleton with pink hair, the skeleton without hair, a little trip on zarb birth (which, for once glue - about - the words of the song), the Rorschach test to illustrate the details of a little murky "confinement", choreography (worked, as always), the inverted pink triangle, 80's the small touches, delirium visual consistency with all his recent public appearances, hairstyles "WTF / help", the message of tolerance and openness of mind (well, it's marketing, but hey ) addressed the audience and its little monsters freaks ...

We can criticize many things to Gaga, but it included at least one thing: the videos do not report anything, so maybe they are expensive to make, but the Youtube time, the more you work the more they are seen, the more we talk, the more one succeeds in become embedded in the music news. We can also say she is not afraid to be ridiculous to do too much, running out of tire (it will announce a new tour, what, ten minutes?) That the Trafficking of connection, of hearty or engineering, it continues to dig the groove of his (apparently) huge art project around the pop-culture, followed by his horde of fans hysteroscopy under the eye sometimes amused, sometimes annoyed, sometimes of indifferent others. Waiting to see if it succeeds in crossing patterns and times (she takes a turn when the music poufs will no longer fashionable?), But in any case, the register pop / dance, she always seems unrivaled. Not because she is more talented or has a nicer voice than Ke $ ha , Erika Jayne and other by-products of the wave slut, but because she knows how to stage his career and News: showbiz is all about this, and perhaps Lady Gaga happen it to posterity for that. We have raised awareness of this fact.

With Gaga, and it becomes clear account of what has allowed Madonna to continue, or Britney Spears so surpass his (false) Xtina Aguilera rival in the early 2000s: the story-telling. Side orders of music: the provocative visual (Madonna and her fake masturbation, Britney and pouts of schoolgirl minor), the discourse on sex, on virginity, marriage of soap operas, interviews surreal, the fact not to be afraid of this too ... And of course, a certain amount of flair and intelligence, too. Whether it comes from producers or turkeys themselves are not maintained well in the pantheon of the collective imagination of poufs without a minimum of work and anticipation.

short, Gaga does not seem to want to disappear in 2011. The controversy can be linked together, we can be certain that it will continue to stir. This enthusiasm permanent touch of madness more or less real, remains very refreshing in a niche slut wave where it remains the most closed, and managed to preserve the illusion that it is an avant-garde in time when much of her colleagues have also adopted this posture between sexual freedom, and hymns freakshow tolerance.


For that alone, 2011 may still be a year Gaga.

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The false idea of the day: a remake of The Bodyguard

Hi endive is still Christine Bravo (naked) who speaks to you. I do not know if you heard of this heresy that is about to emerge, probably in the playwrights features Taylor Swift: a remake of The Bodyguard . Yeah, the film formed in 1992 the top of the career of Whitney Houston and Kevin Costner (two people I discovered the existence at that time) (I am part of that generation who spurned the careers of Whitney Houston in the 80 no) (although it is his most prolific).

Nan but what makes them?

...

Oh yeah, there's wheat to be done, sorry.

must say that The Bodyguard, Titanic until 1997 and , is the best selling soundtrack in history. It is also a real success at the box office, albeit in proportions that seem ridiculous today, now that a movie over a billion dollars in worldwide revenue each year, but anyway. And that ultimately, despite a plot just completely ridiculous, the successful marriage of two industries of entertainment that do not know when the crisis: the music and cinoche. Whitney Houston, America's sweetheart still overwhelmed by Mariah Carey and near the expiration date thirties, is THE diva of the early 90s, and Kevin Costner, who was then chained Dance with wolves, Robin Hood and JFK or THE popular actor, considered a sex symbol despite its flagrant pinch single expression. Those two could not be planted. Even with a film down by critics and featuring a mute bodyguard who falls for his client singer / actress so spoiled at the risk of harm to his job because of it ...

If one adds to this the soundtrack that reclaims a classic country music by Dolly Parton at the point of forgetting to do, and few sinegueules syrupy (and Grammy Award for album of the year in the key) (frankly, it often happens, today released several sinegueules a soundtrack?), we get one of pop's most emblematic objects of the 90's, stuck somewhere between romance and unbridled commercialism. It's beautiful.

Subsequently, Kevin Costner would gradually denigrate, marked in particular by hot iron Waterworld, while Whitney, after firmly at the helm until the turn of the 2000 (musically, at least), would go into drugs and sordid crimes (and NO, the comeback of 2009 is not successful, that's enough now). But The BodyGuard him, remained to posterity turnips flamboyant atmosphere of the movie / pop diva.

But a remake, really, is it really necessary?

Because hindsight, we all come to see, just as with Titanic, the runaway early, the thunderbolt public around this film was a bit exaggerated. Long ago that nobody assumes to have owned the VHS or, worse, have plastered the film poster in his room. The enthusiasm of many months during which the film has been riding on its success (thanks to sinegueules from the soundtrack), then gave way to a kind of cultural hangover: do we not come to pass six months to flatter a silly romantic-thriller single shampoo for overweight? Oh yes, well. M'enfin good, do not bother to type, eh, we know that true you vibrate the film in the first degree, a kind of pop slut.

This too-muchitude made The BodyGuard a souvenir cheesy a little ashamed that likes to put down, depressed evening when he returns to the cable. But certainly not a film that the remake would be necessary ... Whitney between contributing to the Oscars in the film, hoping it will materialize into reality (fortunately it was not), the required over-camp scenes and clumsy scriptwriting springs ( "I am harassed by a fan psychopath who wants to commune with me in a great outpouring of (his) and semen (my) blood: and if I isolate myself in a cabin in the woods in the middle of nowhere to be sure he me found in less than 24 hours come and kill me nothing happens? "), this film has not only matured: it is inherently bad, unsurpassable in its dimension queer and not wildly original in his script, and re-contextualize the story in our 2010s With our fashionitude and technologies, will not make it better.

The first rumors about the remake because that would indicate particular account of the historical-political (the bodyguard is a veteran of the war in Iraq) (really) and the influence of the web root (TMZ, Twitter, etc..), which now makes it even more the easy paparazzades and other harassment of fans (that was the subject of the film, as a reminder). Uh, yes, but frankly, who cares, right?

What is a new singer / actress, gender Taylor Swift, Brandy or (worse) Miley Cyrus may well bring it back to the canvas? If in addition it does not benefit from the aura of the soundtrack I Will Always Love You to save the movie in the public eye, what will he, if not a pale copy of a not that movie already Folichon it, which was quite sufficient in itself?

It's too bad. Waiting to see how this story will tweak, which comprise the cast (Paris Hilton Britney Spears? Lady Gaga?), How the story will be rebuilt ... But honestly, without being a good movie, The Bodyguard seems untouchable.

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Black Swan: Oscar can escape Natalie Portman?

My pecan tarts, know that last night I went to see it film last week (because I'm not afraid of being has-been, as it is about a week or two): Black Swan so. Or how Natalie Portman will have the Oscar for Best Actress (Annette Bening unless just pipped at the post by surprise at the last second).

I know not many Darren Aronofsky. Requiem For A Dream, I never had the courage. Decaying arm of Jared Leto, no thank you. The Wrestler and staples, either. Black Swan not too exception to this trend anxiety to maim the bodies of his performers, and it is both what bothered me the most and what really grabbed me in the plot of this latest film. Namely, or sense that things will happen Gore has a knack for keeping me awake is what allows Black Swan being pompously called thriller, then it's just the story, quite clearly intended as such, a girl who becomes schizophrenic.

Moreover it shows ...

So the Natalie Portman plays the role of Nina, a ballerina of the New York City Ballet. It has been four years since she was pissed with discipline in the ranks of pretty dolls without forms, without buttocks and no boobs who inhabit this fascinating tribal arts. Without knowing the ballet, we already know that this environment requires a lot of control over her body, deprivation and hardship, in a sort of quest for absolute beauty which we poor mortals fed Big Macs and bullshit blogging, are quite incapable. And then, Nina, it's been a little four years, like all others, it bides its time.

And his hour comes, as the company decides to splash his old Beth star (Winona Ryder, disturbing) to "offer world a new face juvenile charges. Choreographer perverse (Vincent Cassel, grotesque as often in English, but apparently I'm alone in thinking) wants to get "his" version of Swan Lake, and chose the dual-role Senior pitcher Nina's nice for his technical mastery and its potential, but finds she has a broom in the ass. What is not annoying to play the white swan, but more difficult to enter the skin of the sensual and manipulative black swan ... Nina will therefore have to exceed it in its search for potential wife ... in short, that from there it escalates.

Drama behind the scenes, crepe buns ( Showgirls girls distinguished?) Madness back but more and more evident: in the end nothing really revolutionary, but all (or almost) is in the interpretation. By placing the viewer in the eyes of Nina (we do not leave an inch of the whole movie), the director has fun: more and more frequently, we see that strange things happening to the point you end up not tell the difference between reality and hallucinations. Obviously, this role, this expectation, desire, all is not insignificant for Nina. That is suggested, with big hooves, at throughout the film, sometimes with rifle shots: the abusive mother who was passing in his career as a dancer and pushes her daughter to live for her ringing phone, the rival sensual and confident with his black wings tattooed on the back (Mila Kunis, former That 70's Show , very very good), the box probably listened to music since childhood, swans stuffed in the little girl's room ...

short, Nina finally the role of his Laif, it did not really have the right to plant if not his life will be meaningless, she has a little pressure, will stands head and will have to cross (and us) his fear of success, to overcome his anxieties, his growing paranoia, his body as it seeks ...

Personally, I have primarily been amazed by the performance of Natalie Portman, remaining somewhat indifferent to glaucous Grand Guignol a little worn from Aronofsky. Carrying the film from beginning to end (since the film is to follow and to "live" what she saw), it goes by many states and manages to make us marry his state of mind, his neuroses and anxieties . The ending is a bit bazardée but experience that the film takes us through the side of the little Natalie is a tour de force. When we remember also benefit as previous V for Vendetta, Closer or Star Wars ... One wonders how Hollywood could do without reward this actress already entered the history of cinema, capable of almost anything without abandoning his look slightly worried.

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Who the F *** IS Jessie J? The Pop-

My sesame breadsticks, I'm in a state of nerves near the Kansas, by dint of asking me a thousand questions of life and not know how to respond none. I feel dry for an exam, and I honestly thought that all that crap behind me were cramming. Where is the world? Who am I? What am I? What I seek? I wander what state? Where are the crackers? The new Lady Gaga is it bad? I swear, I pay my copy in an hour, and I totally dropped.

I think I'll start to bitch bloug this design, it'll calm me down. ( Naaaaaaaaan! )

Is it by any chance you would be part of the already-fans of Jessie J., this pretty girl known for some months and announced as the new pop sensation 2011? In my case I still barely hear it in my box troubadours. Is that for now, I feel that two things:

1) is not yet known because it is too limited to hipsters (like Calvin Harris or Vampire Weekend), or

2) it is destined to be popular but the sauce takes a little time to take (a bit like sinegueule Willow Smith, which has been much talked about Oueb but that no one bought in the end).

In my case, I rather see Katy Perry, who would eat Nelly Furtado (Putafranges period) to get to sing Natasha Bedingfield, and then a minor sinegueule P! nk.

And then there is a bit of Gwen Stefani in this clip. Probably influence claimed by the little one, for that matter: the universe regressive childlike, teddy, doll's house, in the ballerina music box, the puppets ... It is somewhere between music video Bye Bye (N'Sync), one of What You Waiting For (Gwen Stefani) and any clip in which Rihanna wears leggings Panther and vinyl bodysuits.

Nothing new under the sun, in fact.

What depresses me is that she is three years younger than I, like many famous people now, and it already boasts some references to the meter, since it has already written songs Rihanna, Christina Aguilepute or Miley Cyrus (which is not necessarily a guarantee of quality, eh, but hey, at least it proves that people whose albums are experiencing a global distribution intergalactic quite honestly trusted him ask for one of its crusts on their cake). Once nénette the age of my little brother, and therefore should, logically, be in college, right? I mean, if we go by my the logic of numbers, being born in 1988, it means having, what, 14 years from today while farting, right? I do not do this harsh law of time, which means that people born in 1990 now permit voting and adult life is beyond my intellectual capacity.

short, all that to say what in the end? Eh bah all shelters are alerted : The damsel Jessie J released his album this week in the United Kingdom, and the wave in Europe, announced last three or four months, so perhaps will finally happen. Unless its predecessors Britney and Gaga dégomment do shit like a mouse with their new ... I like the idea that it will take a bit of hype, anyway.

Otherwise, it's me, or BoB food to all the racks featuring pop? Looks like Kelly Rowland. Well, I'm kidding, but in fact it may well be him, the real revelation in recent months to force out the sinegueule kilometer. What is always better than Pitbull , admittedly.

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Pouffe February

My spring rolls, if you just follow the news, you know very well that the Pop-Pouffe February flowed naturally. I am sadly predictable.

It's me, it looks increasingly bêtasse, Britney's, when seen close up in his videos? Certainly, the freshness of its 16 years is long gone, but ... In his defense, long time ago that his life is more like his videos, the poor. It's almost an actress composition, actually. Soon the Oscar?

Still, pop the turkey most of the world has ever seen the chic, well-typed 29 years, to bring up the sauce around his little body and of his "big return". Nan teasers but 14 before revealing his video, seriously?

When we see the final result, difficult not to be mixed. Obviously, this is done to the buzz that will be forgotten two bullets Monday morning, just to talk about it ouikène everything around our strawberry mojitos, and I like a good tench I relayed this informative if necessary pollution. But what do you want, we're not there to cause nuclear fusion.

Well, and this clip, then?

one of two things, either Britney does not care a bit about our mouth (you start to get used to it) or it is part of what looks like the beginning of a trend: deconstruction / re-creation. Plagiarism or, to put it down in French. Or how I take the ingredients of hits for all past and make a big remix foobar-boulga that will wet the queers fans of pop-culture a bit of unabashed panties.

After the big Gaga last week, which in a weekend (yet) conquered the world by copying Madonna, Kylie Minogue Mylène Farmer (at least that's what fans of brainless the last hope for people to stop making fun of their idol with an international) (well, especially Moscow, radiation, actually), Britney proposes a visual design based on proven recipe.

To take the most obvious stuff, then:

- Dancers eyeless freak = = Gaga

- The clothes white hooded dancers = Can Get You Out Of My Head = Minogue

- The white wedding dress = Britney singing Like a Virgin and rolling a shovel to Madonna in 2003

- The jacket epaulette and flashy colors of the early 90's = Rihanna in a bad day

- The tea scene = X-Factor / American Idol

- Double against which it fights = Madonna in the video for Die Another Day (and many other hits from Mylène Farmer to Garbage)

- The concatenation symbol of virginity dress - old clips - fight against so- same - drop - phoenix rising from the ashes stronger than ever = = metaphor of his career it had already done a bit If You Seek Amy (would have been able to tread a little more, this lazy )

As product placements a bit rude (it should smell the perfume that Chagas + Make Up Forever + Sony + Plenty Of Fish ...), we will say that it does remind Not exactly the clip Telephone , but good.

I will not comment on either what surfing's electro-will.i.am-Guetta likely to make his mark on the future of the Spears album, everyone knows what I think of any this. Or not, in fact, but it's not as if it mattered.

Just a board, still, my dear Brit-Brit: The next time you make a record sleeve designer, tries to Sort this out to you that the result is less cheap. because there, between the font back (as you seem to want to put honor in your clip as well) and the false golden effect, it looks like a box of Christmas chocolates sold at the checkout at the cash register of the local Lidl: one feels the effort to class, but we do is little illusion about the content. Which is probably not the message you tried to convey to your fans in a trance, is not it?

And if not, level dancing and beads, it takes the form, fit in?

Bah is a bit difficult to judge: the way it manages to Britnouille just her face when she dances. Either because it amuses people that are causing it speculated that the rumor is true, and indeed she had to make a lining so it moved like a walrus Centennial stranded on a beach of Le Touquet. Or because there is really a lining in this clip ...

short, we will not be choosy for so little: the clip is already showing its million views on YouTube within 24 hours, the trending topics Touitteur of panic, screaming fans in engineering, other laugh ... Ultimately, the desired result, right?

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tube of ten years ago: The Backstreet Boys stubborn

Good evening my salted poultry, you thought I disappeared? You were right. I have work, what do you want.

Today, because we do not really tired of posting videos shameful here and there on the web root (but especially on this bloug, actually, because it leaves more traces), it will cause boy bands.

You know, these groups cast to parody by Smart producers in the mid 90s to being a good laugh, except that it lasted a bit long for a joke. Finally, four or five years, whatever. Admittedly, this is not death. But it's much, anyway.

short, so there has been moult creations skewers trumpeting models, with varying degrees of success. Until 1997, where the phenomenon has arrived in France (which ensured a process of mediocrity Flash) (2be3, Alloy, G-Squad, all that), before being eclipsed for our happiness by the girl power and Latin lovers. With hindsight, it was not necessarily won by the change, but hey, let's be serious for a second (why I say that? I'm always serious): what could be worse, visually, musically and mythological, the clip Stiff crazy of you, frankly?

And yet, at the side of our Anglo-Saxon, some relics of that dark era of the 90's have survived the year 2000. You can count Westlife, or even occasional resurgence of the phenomenon as B2K, A1 or Blue ... But the group that card until 2002 without knowing crisis or crossing desert, it's the Backstreet Boys.

The reason seems simple enough: like Britney Spears, this group yet not much more talented or charismatic than his fellow has managed to sniff sinegueules producers and can provide them with a minimum duration. And also to treat the visual aspect, which as we all know now that we finally surface, is essential. Just in terms of packaging, the little guy from Orlando went from this:

this:

What kept the impression (illusion) that when they bought their album, they bought something almost culturally respectable.

type an album of Dr. Dre.

But brushing Rick Astley.

In the end, they engage in posterity some sinegueules effective and carefully produced albums for their pretty eyes, before that, really, the world decrees that boy band that is so 20th century.

The title pretty tasteless, The Call, which draws many of its Latin influences in fashion (which was then at its peak thanks because deJennifer Lopez, Enrique Iglesias and Ricky Martin and before Shakira) and whose intro was subsequently pumped by the sumptuously Hey Sexy Lady Shaggy's not very bankable, is a kind of swan song for the boys in the alley. It is virtually the last time we hear about them as a group "phenomenon" to the success about as delusional as that of Justin Bieber today. Nan but seriously, folks, when you find an old CD from the Backstreet Boys at the back of a closet in your room teen, you're not a bit ashamed to have to be made by the boy band phenomenon IN 2001? You did not want to laugh when you see these young citizens to play it plump look of chav and Bruce Willis movie?

short, everyone's collective hypnosis, eh. After all, I remain very tolerant of errors of which are yet to Rihanna she the laughingstock of the blogosphere , so ...

boys attempt the comeback in 2005, still crowned with their previous successes and their amazing longevity (for a boy band). A successful international sinegueule come out again (that they are stubborn, and more), and in my case, I'm literally sawed me realize that for my 20 years there has still not succeeded in finding the last pieces of boy bands stuck to our boots. This shameful trend we will long, apparently. Unfortunately there is not that gay love for pop music: there are pubescent and adolescent girls crazy incontinent.

But thanks to a hiatus in the group (polite way of saying that comes apart to see if it will also sell discs solo, which will provide the most charismatic of the lot to share royalties with the other balls) (that is Robbie Williams syndrome), the Backstreet Boys will separate, long enough to denigrate, to getting old and forget a good part of the planet. Their attempt to return now seems to have a little lead in the wing, and frankly, given the lack of modernity of the concept and the low recorded musical evolution, it is not worse. A little effort and songwriting register more mature musical should, however, allow buddies Nick Carter not to sink into oblivion right away, enjoy the 90's revival, and perhaps make a "Take That".

What, because he caused me a real excitement, generates both a perspective gadin dramatic and almost unbearable suspense.

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One Hit Wonder: Hawksley Workman

It's funny, my duck pie, I thought there is little to Hawksley Workman, an old Canadian One Hit Wonder 2003 and I was wondering if anyone remembered him. And you know what ? I believe that apart from me everyone has forgotten, in fact. Yet sinegueule was on the radio, Europe 2 (after the radio was called Virgin) said it was Supair , and Hawksley Workman in 2004 was even released a DVD called Live in Lille ... Nan but Live in Lille , what!

So you also, I (pre) supposes that you have completely forgotten Hawksley Workman. If you've never heard of him ( but then you'd be a little lame ). I will not blame thee, since true I had forgotten too.

But the gentleman has made albums in the meantime, eh, but on this side of the Atlantic, we must believe that we have wanted to give one chance product. And We Will Still Need A Song in fact we had not already heard it so much on the radio at the time. It seems to me that I had also heard in a TV series, but never after. And then three days ago, perhaps because I still have a rich inner life, I started thinking about names of bizarre scenes, although the spelling sucks. So, this old archive is rising in the central computer of my mixture of brains, and I told myself that I needed to share that with you. Human memory is not it mysterious and wonderful?

It's sad to say that a title that had a chance to broadcast radio and TV did not ultimately lead to a successful early career in France. Because I do not know if you had raised, but titles that go on the radio, there are about 12 per month, passing loop. A very small portion of the pop world music production, whatever.

But who knows, thanks to my enormous influence ( you feel it, my big influence? ), perhaps We Will Still Need A Song Will Does the fate of another One Hit Wonder coming of a dark country: the Glorious Andreas Johnson as FM lost between pop and rock as it leaves dozens each year, which was a success Confidential in 1999, before becoming unbearable jingle pub Nutella in 2004 (damn, 2004, guys, it's been 7 years since the poor Chtit begets need energy to play, dream, dredging and messing around all morning instead of work in class) (p'tites lazy ) (In short, should see to propose a new creation, right?), And thus return to radio like that, loucedé as if sagissait a novelty (scandal!).

short, this little old thing is worth a title of James Blunt, whose career has survived for three albums now in defiance of all logic, and deserves at least that one wonders what interpreter has become ...

So, you remember the gentleman?

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The Pop-Pouffe January

You know, my pickles I wonder how this bloug will survive this decade, if I continue to post the article to the rhythm of every 36 months. I still MYSELF flog every morning, you can imagine, but to no avail: I manage my schedule like shit, and I am dedicated to bloug all when I can. Ie never.

How do you live, you?

is that it's been a while since I've had emails from complaints, comments or disillusioned SMS threats. I start to worry. Absence of violent actions to bring me back here, I will So stick to the editorial line minimum, taking advantage of this last evening of the months to come, urgently, Pop-Pouffe January.

I do not know if you remember correctly from Keri Hilson. Most people have noticed its existence (but not necessarily identified, though) during the summer of 2007. You know, at the time of The Way I Are the sinegueule Timbaland who pulled the wad with Umbrella by Rihanna.

Since then, Keri, is a little queen of the album featuring in a good half rappers from the East Coast. A bit like Foxxy Brown, but cleaner.

The real problem with Keri Hilson, is that by changing the look and brushing every ten minutes, you end up not recognizing it too. A bit like Rihanna changed mouth every time she discolored hair. Not easy to follow. This reveals a key feature Keri Hilson: his head is not special, nothing marking ... and therefore nothing especially charismatic. Nothing in this clip Pretty Girl Rock , I can hardly recognize it from one scene to another. And his other appearances ... bah just the same.

Therefore, while I welcome tribute to different pop-poufs black predecessors (Janet Jackson, Josephine Baker, TLC, Diana Ross, etc..) (stuff that are more or less supposed to talk to me, what), I can not help thinking, each viewing: "Still, they had to be difficult, casting, to find two singers who have even less charisma she ".

And then, of course, I start MYSELF flogging to punish me so much wickedness.

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We'll Always Have Paris (praline chocolate spread)

Infernale, this autumn. Torrid pace, hitting the wire mess, burst mail, calendar saturated and shoulders tense. For a month, I live in my suitcase, away from my little kitchen, and courses in the lab appointments.

Mark and Spencer are far Viajante too, and I find myself between projected Monop 'and Big Eph', Patrick and Jean-Paul, Saturn and Dauphin. Not a contradiction, I love Paris in the griping and envelops these postures so precious and unique.

At a trot, a switch to Pastry Dream for a Paris-Brest flamboyant, a race in Aoki, a cargo of rocks over here, a "Mama loves you" there.

Oh how good it is, these elegant high-pitched, these reviews stealth and the wry banter.

Apart from a few restaurants, very few real meals lately, and I devote myself to my supreme pleasure, lunch sugar 100%, thanks to my two favorite suppliers: Divine pulp mango-passion fruit ginger Cape starter, bread and peanut praline chocolate the Opera in dish. Not forgetting a spoon Gianduja dessert.

This praline there is, you know, killing a Supreme spoon, without moderation, but also spreads voluptuous temptress. I write the original recipe, but I said that I also carried out by replacing the cream ... silken tofu (in this case, simply mix with the chocolate / praline / gianduja). Nobody seemed to notice ...

With tender thought for a pretty casserole, turkey and small whole fresh arrival.

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Melt the chocolate gently and Gianduja chopped in a water bath. Add the praline. Heat cream and pour over the chocolate and Gianduja praline. Mix to obtain a homogeneous mass. Cool slightly and poach in glass jars.

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The Caesar 2011, to console the NRJ Music Awards NRJ Music

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stills, it is with a heavy heart that I continue my exploration of breathtaking pomposity awards ceremonies, with the success that we know (there is only how you see anything commented on the NRJ Music Awards) (I understand you). Today, one year after playing the game of predictions for 2010 Caesar, Caesar is attacked so the 2011, will be chaired by one of my idols (Jodie Foster) on 27 February. To begin, we are surprised to notice the absence in the categories of queens handkerchief Guillaume Canet, big success (a little exaggerated, but hey, big hit anyway) in theaters. Runny nose Marion Cotillard does not bring him a second César for best actress, what a pity.

Best Film

The arnacoeur Pascal Chaumeil

Men and Gods by Xavier Beauvois

Gainsbourg (heroic life) by Joann Sfar

Mammuth Benoit Delepine and Gustave Kervern

People's names Michel Leclerc

The Ghost Writer Roman Polanski

Tour Mathieu Amalric

The Beauvois and Amalric (very popular in the workplace, Amalric) start with two or three lengths ahead of their pursuers. I think it's going to play them. Having personally was very disturbed by Men and Gods , I'd bet on it. Note that we decided Starfucker Roman Polanski in memory of Pianist, but it would have ripped his mouth to appoint Ewan McGregor, Pierce Brosnan for their compositions in the film.

Best Director

Mathieu Amalric for Tour

Olivier Assayas for Carlos, the film

Xavier Beauvois for Of men and gods

Bertrand Blier for The sound of ice

Roman Polanski for The Ghost Writer

Here, for once, is undecided. We're very happy to have a Golden Globe cop with Carlos, but we Beauvois, Amalric and Polanski on fire, so ... I think that Mathieu Amalric has a good chance. Two Cesar for Best Actor and a César for best director, it would have to face, something like "Hey, other countries, look, we have a genius among us." I regret, as so often, the lack of François Ozon, the Academy cordially detests.

Best Actor

Gerard Depardieu ( Mammuth )

Romain Duris (The arnacoeur )

Eric Elmosnino ( Gainsbourg (heroic life) )

Jacques Gamblin ( People's names )

Lambert Wilson ( Men and Gods )

Gerard Depardieu, in his film nerd-Zarb, Will we make Yolande Moreau (old to oily hair like him, who had two Caesar also for movies nerd-Zarb)? Caesar was in his last 1991, which begins to make a lease when he knows the French monument is supposed to represent internationally. I personally think it will be for Lambert Wilson, this year. Eric Elmosnino can also benefit from the effect biopic, but I think very fairly, the film had not been approached unanimity ... If Romain Duris got the Cesar for Best Actor for The arnacoeur after all the art films that he has to get stale, that would be extremely weird.

Best Actress

Isabelle Carré (The emotional anonymous )

Catherine Deneuve ( Potiche )

Sara Forestier ( People's names )

Charlotte Gainsbourg (The tree )

Kristin Scott Thomas (Sarah ' )

Retrying Kristin Scott-Thomas , who broke his ass for three years chain roles in French films probably hoping to glean a compression to decorate the fireplace. Isabelle Carré has already won, and his film feels mothballs. I had been a little more convinced if she had been nominated for The Refuge , ozone (although it had a good 10 years too old for the role). Remain the queen Catherine Deneuve, who, with two César for best actress whose last date of 1993 remains unjustly behind Isabelle Adjani and her now five Caesar, Sara Forestier and refreshing, very nice movie in the People's names (thou hast not yet seen? Go ahead, damn). I take a risk and put it on.

Best First Film

The arnacoeur Pascal Chaumeil

Gainsbourg ( heroic life) by Joann Sfar

Simon Werner disappeared Fabrice Gobert

Turkish head of Pascal Elbe

All that glitters Géraldine Nakache and Hervé Mimran

I have sympathy for most of these films, but I'm curious to see the cute and wobbly All that glitters win. But I'm no illusions. The arnacoeur is also named best film, which shows that the Academy has noted, and should boost the votes in his favor. Regardless of the winner's speech of thanks, however, should be refreshing and a little less dusty than the rest of the evening.

Best Foreign Film

Heartbeats Xavier Dolan

Bright Star Jane Campion

In his eyes Juan Jose Campanella

Illegal Oliver Masset-Depasse

Inception Christopher Nolan

Invictus Clint Eastwood

The Social Network David Fincher

It will explain how Illegal , Franco-Belgian film, finds himself nominated in the foreign film category when The Ghost Writer , film Franco-Germano-British competes for the prize for best French film. Inception being a huge success in France in 2010 but left for the moment a bit snubbed by the awards ceremonies, I could see Xavier Dolan or David Fincher win. If Clint Eastwood wins for the 48th time it will start to become ridiculous.

Best Animated Film

Arthur 3, Two Worlds War of Luc Besson

The man with the Gordini Jean-Christophe Lie

The Illusionist Sylvain Chomet

Logoroma H5 (Francis Alaux, Herve Ludovic de Crecy and Houplain)

A life of cat Jean-Louis and Alain Felicioli Gagnol

It seems that this category has been created expressly to be able to reward The Illusionist, so ... It is, indeed, typically the kind of old school movie that the Academy likes to reward (see previous Triplets of Belleville ). Logorama can thank the Oscars.

Best Actor in a Supporting Role

Niels Arestrup ( The man who wanted to live his life )

François Damiens ( The arnacoeur )

Gilles Lelouch ( Small handkerchiefs )

Michael Lonsdale ( Men and Gods )

Olivier Rabourdin ( Men and Gods )

Niels Arestrup has already taken last year to A Prophet, and Michael Lonsdale was unanimous in Men and Gods (in addition, it has almost 80 years, you have to hurry if we want to reward ) ... But I still really want that Francois Damiens have it.

Best Actress in a Supporting Role

Anne Alvaro ( The sound of ice )

Valerie Bonneton ( Small handkerchiefs )

Laetitia Casta ( Gainsbourg (heroic life) )

Julie Ferrier ( The arnacoeur )

Karin Viard ( Potiche )

is a little category affected this year, with no real leader or challenger obvious. The Academy loves Karin Viard, but it is also not in stunning Potiche (moreover, a film by Ozon hated). I'd bet on Valerie Bonneton well, pretty funny in The Little Handkerchiefs unless Anne Alvaro, unknown to the general public but already rewarded ten years ago for The Taste of Others, not cause trouble to come. Laetitia Casta by Brigitte Bardot, she enjoys about the triple bond biopic + + celebrity figurehead who is the actress who happens to be gifted ... The prognosis is difficult, but I will say Casta: it is a little opportunity, since the time she tries to prove to us that she is an actress.

Most Promising Female

Leila Bekhti ( All that glitters )

Anais Demoustier ( Of Love and fresh water )

Audrey Lamy ( All that glitters )

Lea Seydoux ( Beautiful thorn )

Yahima Torres ( Venus Black )

Here, there is apparently a favorite, Lea Seydoux, which I still have not seen a movie so that everyone has persisted for three years to marvel at its beauty, charisma and talent. Personally, I tend to think of Leila Bekhti, touching and rather funny in the sympathetic All that glitters. Plus, get Cesar best hope right after her boyfriend, it makes a nice story. Yahima Torres, finally, has the aura of his "older" Sara Forestier and Hafsia Herzi, who had won this trophy, each in a film by Abdellatif Kechiche (the Black Venus has strangely been snubbed for the major categories ) ...

Most Promising Male

Arthur Dupont ( Bus Palladium )

Gregoire Leprince-Ringuet ( The Princess of Montpensier )

Marmaï Pio ( Of Love and fresh water )

Raphael Personnaz ( The Princess of Montpensier )

Edgar Ramirez ( Carlos, film)

The Academy has not dared to appoint François Sagat Man in bath Christophe Honore, nobody saw anyway (aside 35 fags Paris at the MK2 Beaubourg ). This will probably be for Edgar Ramirez, validate the success story of Carlos .

And you, my octopus, you have a forecast of the favorites? Or beat you in the eye (if far more likely)?

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Awards, the joke that lasts

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You know, my terrine in jelly, I'm a fan of Rankings stupid and pompous ceremonies. This is probably an outlet for my next school / first class, which struggles to express himself since he had to start confronting the real world of grown-ups (the biggest scam that attempted child to sell us) (worse than the Cape's, who were only false Pogs with false Kinis) (outrageous).

That's why I taste a bit obvious pathetic for the Grammys, the Oscars, the Cesars, the MTV Europe Music Awards, MTV Movie Awards, MTV Video Music Awards ( yeah, MTV truste quite the niche, as a remnant from the days when it was still a music channel) (rhooooo) ... So when my 14 to spring NRJ launched a ceremony to hand over the alleged record straight in France, and rewarding music cod shamefully snubbed by the Victoires de la Musique, I was over excited. Well, the early years, I forgave the side a little cheap ceremonies, guests and winners, saying it was after all a start. It is complicated, the beginnings are unclear how to reward a meaningful way. And then be said to let the public vote, too: suddenly, the charts often reflects the fashion of the moment, the whim of a moment, and not so much the artist or song that will go down in history. The French public is voting on NRJ has a flair of shit, really. It is seldom more than fourteen years, must say, the French public who votes on NRJ ...

"This year it's up to you!" ... Why, it's usually NRJ who decides? Ah yes.

But hey, there's enough: it's been a dozen years that the event exists (without interruption, despite not always génialissime hearings either), the organizers we now sell as a ceremony internationally renowned as a landmark of Midem, and artists too ridiculous not occur on the stage which hosts the Cannes NRJ Music Awards ... So why the charts do they continue to be laughable?

Last year, the Francophone Female Artist of the Year was Essaïdi Sofia (who?), The international group of the year, it was Tokio Hotel (really? z'ont does what in 2009?) the song of the year Mozart was the rock opera (that won also the revelation of the year for Mothe Florent) (who ?)...

The tragedy of this ceremony is that the investment product occupy half of the screen. The two products in question being TF1 and NRJ, which s'autocongratulent their productions, musicals Kamel Ouali, students of Star Academy 'and other niceties ( han, but nah, you say anything, look at the Last year Christophe Willem y'z'ont rewarded! ) (Yeah) ... Song last year? I Gotta Feeling , the title issued twelve times a day on the antenna NRJ in 2009, and serves as a generic issue. DJ of the year? Ah nan Y'avait no appointments, that we arranged it, that David Guetta Y'avait had released an album, Bob Sinclar and Martin Solveig had pool ... Well, one has only to skip the class, eh, it will be not.

The nominations this year were provided: feasting was there was so much quality music and sinegueules too cool you could put six pre-named category, which pass four the final (I do not see much use for filtering the trick in two) (ah, if forgiveness to vote Mylène Farmer fans who would be afraid that their idol does not pass the first selection and does not attend the antenna 22 January). This gives us:

Francophone Revelation

Camelia Jordana (thank you New Star in 2009, eh, because it is not thanks to his two sinegueules of 2010 it is named)

Joyce Jonathan

Uncle Ben Soul (super, a cover of Seven Nation Army too unusual, too cool as a concept)

Pony Pony Run Run (NRJ never ashamed of a year and a half years late on this kind of revelation) (see Nelly Furtado, declared revelation of the year ... 2007)

Revelation International

Inna (which is probably only there to number)

Justin Bieber (nu) (who wins because it's the only real celebrity star of the lot)

Keisha (who could win but the tubes a bit dated now)

Taio Cruz

(another appointment is one year late)

Francophone Female Artist of the Year

Heart Pirate (very relevant, an album released in spring 2009 and no new sinegueule extract for six months: 2010 was clearly the year of Beatrice Martin)

Jenifer (who will win because it is a product TF1 and the press continues to rave about everything she lays, even when it's an oven)

Mylène Farmer (who will be supported by multiple voices of his horde of crazy fans)

Shy'm (uh, April Fool?)

Francophone Male Artist of the Year

Christophe Maé

(help) (it is obviously going to win, its sales and radio talk beatings for him)

David Guetta (who competed last year as an artist and as a French international album) ( would still choose)

Gregory (help - bis)

M Pokora (which can also win, because his life is unexplainable without the intervention of a fan club capable of a fierce lobbying particularly aggressive)


(in fact, there are only heads spades in this category)

International Female Artist of the Year

Rihanna (who is in favor of having lots of news releases and having his album recently)

Lady Gaga (who will win because his fanbase is power Mylène Farmer 10)

Katy Perry (three singueules on No. 1 in the USA, but here it shows too)

Shakira (who does not care a bit about our mouth singing now only onomatopoeia)

International Male Artist of the Year

Enrique Iglesias (really?)

Eminem (who often wins)

Usher (who was slurred, but why not)

James Blunt (who is no longer singing ballads written for depressed women who died, which would destabilize its audience)

Group / duo / troupe francophone year

Superbus (so there are no groups available on French NRJ they are the only "group" category) (we will report the absence of Sexion Assault, whose strong rotation of the first half would have to be easily justified an appointment) (their feeble interview will follow them long) (well done)

Julien Doré and Coeur de Pirate

K ' naan and Fefe

Zaho and Justin Nozuka (y 'just one that is not French, but it does not matter)

Group / duo / troupe International Year

Muse

Black Eyed Peas (yet?)

Lady Gaga and Beyonce

Eminem and Rihanna

It should be noted that there is a category of "international song of the year" and Category " Hit of the Year ", which is a ridiculous idea (so what, the hit of the year, for a song but shit we love, and song of the year, that's a good song?), but no category "chanson." The latter category will probably open Saturday night, just to get a shower of live premium SMS, which will play the Nikos suspense "is very tight, continue to cough up vote for your favorite" ( except in truth, everyone who cares if the best song does not win) (proof, everyone seemed very happy when Mr. Pokora had won control She ).

Let us also note that there are no categories "album", because the album but who cares, who takes the trouble to listen in full, eh? And two classes disappeared miraculously reappear from the past: the video of the year and the concert of the year.

short, overall, the NRJ Music Awards, it could have been a nice trick, some serious and able to compete with a ceremony a bit academic, but as the Brit Awards putassière example (never spit on the good stuff puts forth as the Spice Girls or Girls Aloud), and ultimately it is a wave emission variétoche a little plane-plane by Nikos and his gags bof bof, a ceremony that continues to lug around an image without creating some real amateur event, capable of being beaten in court by Patrick Sebastien.

When you see the face of the charts for ten years (K-Maro Song of the Year with Femme Like U , Cleopatra French Troupe of 2009 even before the show has given its first performance, The Calling [who?] Group International in 2003 when it is clearly a group to a tube, The Jonas Brothers Revelation International appointed as they are mostly peoples that nobody listens to songs in France, Roch Voisine out of formalin to be named Male Artist of the year thanks to a single sinegueule ...), you laugh uproariously (as long as you are to laugh at stuff too trivial), we Conchie voter minor, and finally we can say that I'm just an old fart and I do not understand the musical trend.

up session Saturday night?