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Friday Four: Dane Cook
September 19, 2008

The appeal of Dane Cook perplexes me.

Cook, who is now prominently featured in SKOS’s banner alongside the likes of Paris Hilton, Britney Spears and that nutjob Tom Cruise, is a ridiculously popular stand-up comedian who has been in a slew of movies the past few years despite the fact he is neither funny nor talented.

The only two worthwhile projects he has ever been involved with are Kevin Costner’s Mr. Brooks and Steve Carell’s Dan in Real Life. These are projects where Cook wasn’t the star or primary co-star, and his characters were…well, I don’t want to spoil either movie. Let’s just say I was a big fan of the character development in each film.

So, for this week’s Friday Four, I am going to list four awful things I would gladly do instead of seeing Cook’s new movie, My Best Friend’s Girl, which opens today in theaters all over the world. I encourage all of you to help add to the list!

One

I Would Rather…
Attend a Saw/Hostel movie festival after having eaten sushi purchased from the back of a pickup truck.

These two horror-movie franchises are not for the faint of heart. Their plot devices are merely excuses to film scenes of torture and gore. As such, and I’m scared to think of what this says about society, both franchises are immensely popular.

Rather than be subjected to my own version of torture (i.e. yet another awful Dane Cook movie), I would gladly watch all 14 or however many Saw movies they’ve made as well as the two nauseating Hostel movies I know exist.

And I would watch them all in one sitting after having eaten sushi I bought from some guy named Bubba, who kept them in a cooler in the back of his truck.

Two

I Would Rather…
Be a contestant on Paris Hilton’s new reality show on MTV.

On the upcoming show, which is going to be called “I Wanna Be Paris’ New Best Friend,” people compete for the privilege of becoming — surprise — Paris Hilton’s new best friend.

Somehow, MTV was able to find people oblivious to the fact Paris Hilton is a talentless she-devil unworthy of human contact (much less a best friend). Even so, I would compete for her clueless attention in lieu of seeing Dane Cook’s awful movie. I would even shake her hand.

I’d have to boil my hand in water immediately after, but I’d still shake it.

Three

I Would Rather…
Go to the beach without wearing any sunscreen.

Those who know me know what kind of sacrifice this would be — I wear SPF protection of some kind pretty much all the time.

I don’t like the sun. One, it’s too hot. Two, I really don’t like what it can do to people’s skin. I mean, have you seen what the sun has done to George Hamilton lately? His face looks like a leather suitcase.

The sun is out to get us all!

Four

I Would Rather…
Listen to ten straight hours of Billy Corgan singing covers of Backstreet Boys’ songs in a Fargo accent and a lisp.

Compared to the awfulness that is surely to be Dane Cook’s movie, experiencing Billy Corgan (lead singer of Smashing Pumpkins) in a Fargo accent and lisp will be Heavenly.

And by Heavenly, I mean slightly better.

And there you have it. Four incredibly awful things I would rather subject myself to than the new Dane Cook movie.

So, what would YOU add to the list? Am I in the minority on Dane Cook? Do any of you like him? If so, I’d love to hear why you do.

As always, please feel free to leave a comment or two or ten.

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