SALUTATIONS!

"That's my fancy way of saying hello!"

So, I said I wasn't going to- but I did. Last night I saw the new movie version of Charlotte's Web. I wasn't expecting much. I figured they would change it; ruin it. (See: How the Grinch Stole Christmas with Jim Carrey.) We all grew up loving the 1973 cartoon version. (A Fair...is a veritble Smorgesboard; orgesboard; orgesboard etc) I mean really, who needs Oprah we have Agnes Moorehead?!? I just knew Julia Roberts' voice wasn't right. Dakota Fanning would clearly be all wrong; and there would no songs! Kids: I stand corrected. I fully admit it, here on the blog: I loved it. It was so cute. It was completely faithful to the book. The piglet was adorable. Steve Buscemi made a great Templeton the rat. Julia Roberts was really quite good. Dakota Fanning was tolerable; heck; even the presence of Oprah couldn't tear this one down! And yes...when Charlotte died; after writing "HUMBLE" in the web...I totally cried. Go Ahead. Judge me.
-Leighthal

I'M BRINGING SEXY BACK

(To the Internet.)

KEVIN AND LEIGH'S SEXY-ASS BLOG IS BACK!

I know, I know. We've been gone for ages. Last time you heard from us we were excited about Halloween. We've neglected the blog. We're sorry. We'll have some sort of re-commitment ceremony. We promise.

I'm really sorry kids. I never meant to let the blog fall by the wayside. It took the tenacity of one Katherine McGrath to bring the blog back from the grave. (Well, McGrath; and The Lobsterita. But mostly Katie McGrath; for sure.)
I won't even attempt to discuss all thats happened since last we blogged; instead I'll leave with a few choice photos from the HO-HO-HO DOWN 2006:
Kevin and Kate, ever the gracious Hosts.

Kate shows the Pinata who's the boss.

McGrath. Saver of Blogs. Ace Photographer.
(see glowing couch photo above)

Kevin "Steps into Christmas" and takes hostages.


Joe and I know how to belt out a christmas carol. (Especially after a visit to TRACKS)

I'm a classy honey kissy huggy lovey dovey ghetto princess

Greetings dear readers.
I know it's been awhile, but I just wanted to take a moment give you some words of advice:
please go purchase "Tah Dah!" the new album by the Scissor Sisters.
It is amazing! Who knew 1973 and 2006 could be such good friends?
While you're at, pop the first cd in and take a listen to the lyrics of "Filthy/Gorgeous"
wow.
I don't understand why America refuses to throw more support behind this band.
They are superstars in Europe.
(reason number 1,674 why Europe is smarter than the United States)
Good thing I'm thing headed to London in 4 days!!!
-LeLethal

Why is the oxygen network trying to make me cry?

So, I get home from class.
I'm tired.
I'm hoping to find some sort of cheesy movie (i.e. The Cutting Edge, Muriel's Wedding, Center Stage) which The Oxygen Network usually provides.
but no.
I get the one-two emotional punch of a double feature of Before Women had Wings and The Accused.
Child Abuse and Rape. oy.
Some of you might not be aware of the former feature, a decade old television movie featuring Ellen Barkin, (who I think is beyond underrated. See: Drop Dead Gorgeous) with Julia Stiles and Tina Majorino as the daughters she abuses; (with a hairbrush!) and no less than Oprah as the kindly neighbor-woman who yells " oh you poor baby!" a lot.
Seriously, this is melodrama at its zenith.
Then, just when I think I can't take anymore, Jodie Foster gets raped and belittled before my very eyes.
(and please try to process that Kelly McGillis was given top billing)
whew. maybe I need to stick to Lifetime movies.

"It Looks Like A Chinchilla"

Now, I am no fan of CNN's Miles O'Brein, but when you're right, you're right.

Labor Day (It's a Holiday)

That, Ladies and Germs is the hopefully the only time I will ever use a black-eyed peas title in this here blog.
Anyway...
As I await the finale of The Closer (no seriously, its good.) I'm bringing us back from a brief summer hiatus . This break included both Snakes on a Birthday and THE road trip; so clearly Kevin has some serious blogging to do. (He's midflight right now, so we'll cut him some slack.) There are many reasons to return to the blog. One month from today, I head to merry old England. Two months from today, America gets to see Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan. But there are more pressing issues...
On behalf of Kevin & Leigh's Sexy-Ass Blog, I'd like to express our condolences at the news of the death of The Crocodile Hunter. The news is all over CNN, and the Prime Minister of Australia even shed tears at the news. The man who dangled his baby in the mouths of crocs and wrestled all sorts of reptiles, struck down by a Sting Ray? crickey.

Kevin presents an uncharacteristic rant about music.

Happy Madonna's Birthday, everyone! And a blessed one it is.

Speaking of Madonna, and the pop music world that she dominates, I just wanted to give a quick endorsement to an album that I happen to have fallen in love with. I know it's totally uncharacteristic for me to talk about something that's not a movie or a gay-ass play, but Elvis Costello & Allen Toussaint's The River In Reverse is without a doubt the best CD you can buy/download (LEGALLY!) this year.

Since we're coming up on the one year anniversary of Hurricane Katrina- the inept, totally bungled response to which was an act of terrorism which, committed by the Bush administration mind you, was more damaging than anything that's come out of the Middle East in the past five years- and not only is Spike Lee launching a four-part HBO documentary on the subject, but this great album is one that can help the still-ongoing healing process. I'm mostly moved by it because, while there are several ballads ("Nearer To You" and "All These Things" being the most beautiful), this is an album that really wraps itself in the jaunty, ragtag, fuck-it-let's-all-dance spirit of New Orleans.

"Tears and More Tears," the A#1 awesomest song on the album (and of the year), is a horn-blaring tribute to a great city, and its aim isn't to wallow in self-pity. It's a song that wants you to get up, get mad, and make sure that what happened last summer doesn't happen again. "Who's Gonna Help A Brother," which Allen Toussaint takes all by himself (Smart move!), gives a whimsical, smart-ass edge to the issue of the contemporary poor in America.

OK, I'm going to stop now. BUT BUY THIS ALBUM. You'll adore it. Seriously. And please don't steal music, because it's important for artists (even successful ones) who contribute something constructive to society to be compensated for that. It's always the DE-structive, corporate element that makes the cash! Put the money back in the hands of the people who inspire us! OK. Done. No, really. Done.

OK. Love you all.
KEVIN :-)

PS- I JUST found out that Joe Henry produced River In Reverse. And Joe Henry is married, of course, to... MADONNA'S SISTER. Small effin' world, y'all!

The Ballad of Kevin Wanting To Get It On With Ali G

I saw Talladega Nights- The Ballad of Ricky Bobby this weekend, as it seems many other folks did, and if you were one of the lucky ones who did see it, you know why I just have to say...

SASHA BARON COHEN MOTHERFUCKING RULES MY SCHOOL.

Jean Girard, effete French race car driver and "villain" (I guess?) of the film, emerges from this hi-frickin'-larious movie, as an out of the blue mascot for gay equality. From his first appearance- playing fusion jazz and smoking a slim cigarette- he crystalizes every stereotype of a haughty, elitist fag that stupid, ignorant, ugly red state America believes in. But Talladega, and this is why I fucking love it so FUCKING much, doesn't hold Jean as a target of ridicule- The movie laughs at the attitudes of the other characters towards Jean, who's portrated as smart, symapthetic, and CAPABLE. Ricky Bobby and his crew learn to be scared of Jean! He's so good at what he does that he instills humility in cocky, swaggery America. If you haven't seen it, you MUST. Let's support portrayals of kick-ass gay men in mainstream frat boy movies!

AAAAHHHH! God, I fucking love this flick. Get me the GLAAD Media Awards on the phone, and start engraving Sasha Baron Cohen's name now.

Oh, and the sloppy kiss at the end wasn't too bad, either. Yay!

XOXO, Kevin :-)

PS- Disclaimer: Anchorman is totally still my favorite Will Ferrel movie, mind you, because it starts the only woman I'd ever marry.

PPS- I'd also like to campaign this fine film for the MTV Movie Award for Best Kiss.

From Montauk to Eternity

This weekend Kevin & Leigh (and some of this blog's biggest fans) went beachin' .