The fat pig could squeal and squeal, and depending on whether it's Dennis Rodman, or Lena Dunham with a dildo, or Andy Richter or Graham Norton...the ratings could go from groovy to fab.
After all, James Corden IS an asshole.
Late night television is no longer about humor, talent or conversation, it's about STUNTS.
The reason this fat and faggy load got his job is because he's an actor, very metrosexual, and would easily be able to prance, mince, ponce or prat with fat black women, equally fat character comics, or any other dimwit crawling out of the barnyard of "currently starring" in something or other.
Over the last few years, we've seen that being intelligent, literate, witty, or funny is not important. The latest hosts to infest late night at 11:30 (Jimmy Fallon and Jimmy Kimmel) are famous for...PRANKS. And replacing Craig Ferguson, who had a lot of personality and could ad-lib and make most any guest-encounter entertaining...here's a metrosexual actor pulling STUNTS.
Instead of "what questions can Corden ask a boring star" or "how can Corden do some witty comebacks to liven up a dull idiot's anecdotes," the show is about: "what kind of skit can we pre-write and tape..." and "what kind of novelty song or game can he play instead of holding a conversation."
The two Jimmies...Jimmy Fallon and Jimmy Kimmel, were the role models: "play Password, play Charades, star in a mock commercial or a fake "coming attractions" trailer. Zzzzzz.
Late night is now dominated by game show antics and slapstick. The networks love it, because people will watch the stupid shit over and over on GooTube. Oooh, I missed Jimmy mimicking Neil Young to his face, Jimmy splashing water on Lindsay Lohan, Jimmy taking over a Billy Joel duet till it's only Jimmy writhing on the floor and singing every note, and Jimmy banging a toy drum while Madonna shouts the lyrics to "Holiday." The idea now is to prepare a sequence that will make Google pennies...as millions of people tune in the President's wife dancing with Fallon, or Jimmy Kimmel pranking everyone by faking a star meltdown or seeming to have captured a wolf roaming the hallways. Har har.
And Corden? The first week was loaded with these set-ups. He had a loudmouth gospel singer join him in "singing" their orders to the take-out window of a fast food joint. Ho ho! What a knee-slapper!
Anybody can do this shit. The proof is how many idiots act like Fallon, Kimmel and Corden in creating their own GooTube channels and shouting opinions, pulling dopey stunts, and doing "zany" celebrity impressions. There isn't a day that the Internet doesn't want to direct you to "hilarious blooper on GooTube..." and "you MUST see fantastic Robin Williams impersonator do 20 different Robin characters in 3 minutes" and "amazing simpleton in Grimsby sings "Obama go fuck yourself."
So, really, it won't be long before Corden asks somebody to anally rape him...something not too far from Kimmel having D-list stars fuck up his car in the parking lot or leave stupid shit on his lawn.
Gone are the days when a late night talk show host relied on his wit or, sacrilege, forced his guest to keep up with repartee, and not just drone on about the latest movie, or tell an inane anecdote, or play a party game.
As one might predict, Corden is such an ugly fat baby, such a worthless no-talent, such an irritating over-achiever, that even weasel-faced crass-voiced Seth Meyers was able to continue beating his ass.
Desperate late night hosts now rely on celebrities and stunts to keep people watching. After all, there's plenty of other things to do at night; piracy, streaming, video games, sex or simply going to sleep.
The anal rape of James Corden...I'm sure it's happened countless times in real life, but recorded and broadcast on CBS? It could happen any night now. It could happen with a sports star, a musician or an actress trying to dispose of a rotten knockwurst. Corden seems wide open to anyone and anything.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.