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OMG, They’re Serious: ‘GM Says Thank You to American Public,’ Using Popeye, Animal House, Knievel References

When I first saw this video at a non-Government/General Motors site, I said, “Wow, that's quite a spoof. Who did that?” It's not a spoof. It's for real. It's posted in the media section at GM's web site. Even diehard defenders of the GM and Chrysler bailouts have to wonder what in the world the folks who put together the 60-second ad were thinking. Here's the hype for the ad found at GM's site

WaPo Writer: Twisting Facts in Political Movies Okay in Order to Tell Larger ‘Truths’

Imagine a movie about Abraham Lincoln’s assassination that neglects to include the character of John Wilkes Booth. Ridiculous, right? Well, that is pretty much what has happened in the movie Fair Game in which the person who leaked the name of Valerie Plame to Robert Novak, Richard Armitage, never appears in the film. So how to excuse such an absurd situation? Simple. Just write off complaints about this as political insider nitpicking. That is what Washington Post writer Ann Hornaday has done in her article that sets up laughable excuses in advance to what is sure to be a firestorm of criticism about the absence of the very leaker responsible for why we even know the name of Valerie Plame. The photo caption accompanying her story encapsulates her excuse: In Washington, watching fact-based political movies has become a sport all its own, with viewers hyper-alert to mistakes, composite characters or real stories hijacked by political agendas. But what audiences often fail to take into account is that a too-literal allegiance to the facts can sometimes obscure a larger truth. We know that it is ‘Fair Game’ that Hornaday is concerned about because she uses that film as the lead in her story: Director Doug Liman has felt the moral presence of his late father more keenly than usual this year.  Liman, whose credits include “The Bourne Identity” and “Mr. and Mrs. Smith,” makes his first foray into fact-based drama this fall with a new film, “Fair Game” — the story of former U.S. ambassador Joseph Wilson; his wife, Valerie Plame Wilson; and the events of 2003, when her identity as a CIA operative was leaked after her husband wrote an op-ed criticizing the U.S. invasion of Iraq. While making “Fair Game,” Liman said, he was acutely aware of how his father, Arthur — who served as chief counsel for the Senate committee formed to investigate the Iran-contra scandal — felt about politically inspired stories, especially Oliver Stone’s “JFK.” No doubt that pressure will intensify when “Fair Game” arrives in theaters in November, as Washington audiences charge up their BlackBerrys and prepare to truth-squad the movie’s tiniest details. (The film stars Naomi Watts and Sean Penn as Valerie and Joe Wilson.) They’ll certainly apply the same scrutiny to “Casino Jack,” George Hickenlooper’s upcoming film starring Kevin Spacey as disgraced lobbyist Jack Abramoff and, further down the road, Aaron Sorkin’s proposed movie about John Edwards. Got that? If you complain about the lack of leaker Richard Armitage who was the main reason for the film “Fair Game” to be made in the first place then you are a nitpicking truth-squader griping via your Blackberry. Hornaday continues to justify the factual black hole in “Fair Game” by citing other movies which took liberties with the facts such as “All the President’s Men.” It barely matters that the film’s most iconic piece of dialogue — “Follow the money” — was never spoken in real life. According to Bob Woodward, whose source Deep Throat utters the deathless line in the film, the quote aptly captures everything his source, FBI associate director W. Mark Felt, was telling him at the time. Hornaday even favorably cites the notorious fact-twisting director Oliver Stone to support her notion of distorting facts in the interest of  presenting a “larger truth.” You don’t have to support Stone’s signature brand of revisionism to agree that overweening literalism can sometimes obscure a larger truth. If we can stipulate Nixon probably never stood in front of a portrait of John F. Kennedy and said, “When they look at you, they see what they want to be. When they look at me, they see what they are” — as he does in “Nixon” — that tableau still encapsulates volumes about what motivated, tortured and finally undermined a brilliant and complex man.  Hornaday concludes her justification of political film fact twisting with some stunning reasoning straight out of “1984” that is painful to read: As long as dramatists seek to make protagonists out of mere humans — to reduce their tangled webs of contradictions, complexities and banalities to a set of single-minded motivations and fatal flaws — audiences will need to approach these narratives with a blend of sophistication and skepticism. But maybe the best way to understand these films isn’t as narrative at all, but an experience more akin to ritual. When religious pilgrims travel to the sacred sites of the Holy Land, for example, the locations they visit often aren’t the literal places where a biblical figure was born or baptized. Instead, they’re the sites that, through centuries of use and shared meaning, have become infused with a spiritual reality all their own. Thus, the movies about Washington that get the right stuff right — or get some stuff wrong but in the right way — become their own form of consensus history. “Follow the money,” then, assumes its own totemic truth. Ratified through repeated viewings in theaters, on Netflix and beyond, these films become a mutual exercise in creating a usable past. We watch them to be entertained, surely, and maybe educated. But we keep watching them in order to remember. Wow! So the “truth” of a “usable past” can be “ratified” through repeated viewings in theaters? That is the Orwellian reasoning that makes Valerie Plame name leaker Richard Armitage a non-person. Armitage never existed because he doesn’t appear in “Fair Game.” 

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Michelle Obama’s Portrait Displayed At The Smithsonian

Michelle Obama’s portrait was displayed at the Smithsonian on Friday:   She’s only been on the national stage for roughly two years, but the folks at the National Portrait Gallery figured it was time for her picture to be part of the newly-opened “Americans Now” exhibit. Not surprisingly, the folks at the Associated Press couldn’t hold back their enthusiasm: Move over Martha Washington. Martha Stewart and Michelle Obama are getting space in the National Portrait Gallery in Washington for the first time. A new exhibit, “Americans Now,” opened Friday, featuring famous names from science, business, government and the arts…It’s the first time Michelle Obama’s individual portrait has been shown at the gallery. Frankly, I’m surprised it took this long. 

The L Train: New York’s Sexiest, Most Romantic Pick-Up Spot [City Love]

Using a very sophisticated algorithm (or something), the folks at Craigslist have figured out that, per capita and per ride rate, the L train gets more Missed Connections mentions than any other train. The Brooklyn stops are especially bumpin’. More

Bret Michaels on American Idol final 2010

Bret Michaels is seen backstage during the #39;American Idol#39; finale on Wednesday, May 26, 2010, in Los Angeles. The performance began as third-place finisher Casey James took the stage, slowly strumming his rendition of “Every Rose Has Its Thorn.” Audience anticipation quickly built to a fever pitch as it dawned on the Nokia Theatre crowd and the folks at home that Michaels was about to grace the stage. Sure enough, a healthy-looking Michaels appeared with guitar in hand, gradually making h

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Team Jacko: Heal the World Can Beat It

Who’s bad? How about the folks using the name of Michael Jackson’s former charity, Heal the World, for their own benefit? M.J.’s estate won a preliminary injunction today…

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The Alot Is Better Than You At Everything

Instead of getting angry about poor grammar in online comments, the folks at Hyperbole and a Half decided to take a less rage-inducing stance on the matter. Introducing: The Alot! (Thanks Brian) The Best Links: From Hyperbole and a Half View

Dancing Pals: Kate Gosselin’s Bad Image a Fake Out

Either the folks at Dancing With the Stars are telling the truth about Kate Gosselin, or they’re all really good actors. You may have seen the tabloid reports claiming that the…

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Lindsay Lohan Is a Bag Lady

Let’s hope for Lindsay Lohan’s sake she has better luck than Jon Gosselin working with the folks over at Ed Hardy. A source exclusively reveals to us that Linds is in talks…

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Bonnaroo 2010: The Agony And The Ecstasy

Festival’s piecemeal lineup announcement slowly drives our writer crazy, in Bigger Than the Sound. By James Montgomery Bonnaroo 2010 Photo: Bonnaroo I am living my life in six-minute intervals. I am listening to a ticking cuckoo clock and watching animated punks attempt to smash androids with mallets. I am listening to snippets of polka music. Over and over again. And there doesn’t appear to be an end in sight. At the time of this writing, I have spent exactly 343 minutes on Bonnaroo’s MySpace page , which, by the time you read this, will hopefully have returned to normal. Or at least have gotten rid of the anthropomorphic light bulb (hot-air balloon?) that has been hovering around the site all afternoon and will certainly haunt my dreams tonight, its spindly arms outstretched, as if posing the eternal, unanswerable question: Why? Why indeed? On Tuesday, for reasons as twisted as they are inexplicable, the folks behind Bonnaroo decided to spice up the usually staid process of unveiling the fest’s 2010 lineup (which, in years past, involved little more than a press release and an embargo) by turning the event into something far more sinister: a nine-hour endurance test, a harrowing psychological experiment more at home in the Swan hatch or a “Saw” flick. Or, in decidedly less-threatening terms, they revealed the name of every single artist on the Bonnaroo bill — some 60 acts as I write this, but, according to a source at the fest, a list that will swell to around 90 — over the course of nine grueling hours. If you do the math, that means one new name every six minutes. Oh, and they decided to do this on MySpace, which officially made today the single longest period I’ve spent on the site since 2003, when I routinely used it to stalk my ex-girlfriend (wait, delete!). It was diabolical. Brutal. Because my job mandated it, I was forced to keep ‘Roo’s MySpace page open all day long, watching the animated cloud slowly bob up and down and that cursed light bulb/ balloon mocking me. The ghostly cuckoo clock would count down the seconds to the next big reveal, and every six minutes, I’d hear those chimes, click over to the site to see some animated character unveiling the latest name. Sometimes, the wait was worth it — the Kings of Leon! Jay-Z! Jimmy-freaking-Cliff! Most of the time, it wasn’t — hey … it’s … Baaba Maal. Still, I kept watching. I grew this beard . The list got longer. My eyeballs began to bleed. I wanted to die. And here’s the thing. I love Bonnaroo. I really do. I think it’s probably the best festival in the U.S., a genuinely great event that routinely books the best bands on the planet. And the folks behind the fest — Superfly Productions and AC Entertainment — have always been really great to me. One time they even let me fly in a helicopter there . But dudes, you’re killing me here. I fully understand why you chose to reveal the Bonnaroo lineup this way, and I will begrudgingly admit that no matter how evil a strategy it may be, it’s also a pretty brilliant one. Not only did you get the jump on any lineup leaks (an annual tradition right up there with the press release and media embargo), but you created genuine buzz while doing it (as I write this, six of the top 10 Google Trends are Bonnaroo acts). If I could still see, I’d look in your general direction and give you a heartfelt nod, a well-earned “good job” from a weary newsman. That said, I am slightly terrified that, thanks to the success of the Bonnaroo unveil, competing festivals will soon adopt similar gimmicks. I fear that the days of the press release are gone forever and that I will be spending the next several years of my life on MySpace, eternally watching some cuckoo clock tick down to zero, revealing the name of some Afrobeat band I’ve never heard of. And with each sweep of the dial, a little piece of my life will disappear, too, until all of a sudden it’s 2040, and I’m hunched over at my holodeck watching a 3-D light bulb mock me. And then the name of Jay-Z’s grandchild will appear, and everything will be worth it. Or maybe not. Now, if you’ll excuse me, the cuckoo is singing again, the polka band is tuning up, and an animated speakerbox is wrestling with a bear and shouting the name of the Disco Biscuits. Tell me this is all worth it. Tell me the end is nigh. Tell me I have led a good life. Questions? Concerns? Hit me up at BTTS@MTVStaff.com . Related Photos Bonnaroo 2010 Lineup: The Performers

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