Mr. Lama! Mr. Lama!
I fucking love "Being Bobby Brown." I think it's the best thing on television. Seriously. If you haven't seen it yet do yourself a favor and set your Tivo right now.
In the meantime you can check out this short clip that is perhaps the highlight of the show so far--a brief encounter between Mr. Bobby Brown and (yes, really) the Dali Lama:
http://www.ifilm.com/ifilmdetail/2674764?htv=12
This is obviously a classic once-in-a-lifetime moment in which two towering figures come together for a brief shining encounter--think Churchill and Roosevelt, Malcolm and Martin, Van Gogh and Matisse. But the real meat of the show comes in the daily interaction between Bobby and Whitney. This isn't the domesticated heavy metal cutesiness of Ozzy Osbourne trying to get his satellite dish to work while Sharon bitches him out--it's genuine insanity that could go off the rails at any minute. They are both completely, gloriously fucking crazy. I love it.
In the meantime you can check out this short clip that is perhaps the highlight of the show so far--a brief encounter between Mr. Bobby Brown and (yes, really) the Dali Lama:
http://www.ifilm.com/ifilmdetail/2674764?htv=12
This is obviously a classic once-in-a-lifetime moment in which two towering figures come together for a brief shining encounter--think Churchill and Roosevelt, Malcolm and Martin, Van Gogh and Matisse. But the real meat of the show comes in the daily interaction between Bobby and Whitney. This isn't the domesticated heavy metal cutesiness of Ozzy Osbourne trying to get his satellite dish to work while Sharon bitches him out--it's genuine insanity that could go off the rails at any minute. They are both completely, gloriously fucking crazy. I love it.
posted by tom at 10:05 AM
1 Comments:
I stopped watching after episode two, where I couldn't take another "hell to the no" from either of them.
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