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So, I finally watched Silver Linings Playbook this week. I know, it’s very amazing of me. Such incredible news, for sure. But OK, hey, you were right, America, that movie is great! I enjoyed it very much. (Although they do say “silver linings” in that movie about 100 times. Maybe they could have just said it 80 times? Or they could have called the movie something different. There’s got to be some middle-ground between calling the movie Silver Linings and saying “silver linings.” Small complaint but VERY valid.) Anyway, I was watching the movie with a friend of mine, and during one of the many jogging scenes, he said “that would be a good Halloween costume,” and I said, “I was JUST thinking that.” It’s got everything you need for a great costume: simplicity, recognizability, easy to dance in, no hard-plastic mouthhole to drink through, etc. I don’t think anyone is arguing that it doesn’t got everything you need for a great costume. Then last night, I was at dinner with some more friends (it’s like, crazy how many friends I have probably?) and we were not talking about this movie because everyone else stopped wanting to talk about it 10 years ago, so I don’t know if we were talking about exercising or what, but somehow the spectre of this outfit was in the ether because my friend’s girlfriend turned to him and said “Oh, like your Halloween costume!” You guys, you might think that it’s too early in the year to talk about this but IT’S REALLY HAPPENING and you need to decide whether you are going to be the one hundredth Bradley Cooper in Silver Linings Playbook at the party, or something else entirely. The time to decide is running out. (There is still so much time to decide, but technically the time for everything is running out. That’s just a FACT.) I’m not trying to push you either way, I am just saying take another look at the powder blue suit hanging in your closet with the fake Borat mustache poking out of the pocket before you decide. Anyway, let the herstory books reflect that I’m calling it now. January 19th or whatever day it even is. 2010! IS THERE A NOTARY PUBLIC IN THE BLOG?!
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The question is – how do you make it slutty enough?
Easy.
*Note: When you search “sexy trash bag” on Google images, a picture of B.Coops in SLP does come up within the first page of results.
**Another Note: If anybody ever checked my search history I would be asked some hard questions.
This reminds me of that search engine short film about that Alaskan lady whose internet history was found and published. Let me see if I can find it.
here: http://www.minimovies.org/documentaires/view/ilovealaska
You’d just have to do it the old fashioned way – fuck a bunch of people.
Costume done! Just need a bag!
Boob holes.
Wow, out of this entire thread of comments, I only upvoted this one: “Boob holes.” What is wrong with me?
Regina George made those cool.
Great. The one year I decided to start working on my California Raisin at the Gym costume and this shit hits. Fucking fantastic.
THIS SHIT HITS. Anagrams are dope.
I’m just going to do what I do every year, which is go to the store and get depressed by the available racist/sexist ladies’ costumes, decide that I’m in fact small enough to fit into a child’s costume which is cuter and warmer, buy the costume, get it home and try it on, find out it’s much too small, cut it into pieces to try to make it fit, find out the crappy material it’s made out of isn’t conducive to cutting/reconstructing, give up, trash the whole thing, and put on my sexy lady beach cover-up with a pair of combat boots for the third year in a row, put a coat on over it, and go out.
Your Halloween costume should be the stages of your Halloween costume because: SCAAAARRRY!
I’m sorry, not to be all SUPER JUDGMENTAL about other peoples’ halloween costume choices and tolerances, but if you’re REALLY all that concerned about hard plastic mouthholes to drink through, maybe you’re just not that committed to Halloween. I don’t know. I just know that when I CARE about a costume, it seriously does not matter how hard it is to move or drink or go to the bathroom in. It’s about commitment. So if you don’t care about that, BY ALL MEANS, throw a trash bag over a hoodie and act like you’re SO CREATIVE. Great job, Halloween.
a HALLOWEEN patriot
I’m going to be Jennifer Lawrence and wear a beautiful dress and then just lie on the stairs with my arm covering my face. Tucked under my arm will be a bottle of booze with a straw in it so I still drink.
Does anyone else get so protective of their Halloween costume ideas that they hold on to it all year and then completely forget their brilliant idea and just use your ever handy giraffe suit for the 4th year in a row?
I will probably be Dwight from The Office for the 3rd year in a row, because when its two days before Halloween and I inevitably haven’t picked out a costume ahead of time, all the pieces of the Dwight Schrute puzzle will be the most easily attainable for me.
Or I will come up with some annoying sort of clever non-costume, such as wearing normal clothes and when anyone asks what my costume is I tell them I am going as “guy right before he gets struck by lightning” or something.
OR because I look a good bit like Jesse Eisenberg, I can wear a hoodie and be condescending and have an assholish indifference to everything and tell everyone I’m Mark Zuckerberg. Because of how that would be the most relevant joke costume in 2013.
My standby is a Harry Potter character. I use my old graduation gown as a wizard robe (hey, I paid for it, I might as well use it!)
My standby is Kato from The Green Hornet, because it’s super easy to assemble, I have complexion, and surprisingly recognized more often than the dozens of other more elaborate costumes I’ve put together (though it’s probably because of that less-than-stellar movie from 2 years ago).
I always threaten to do this, but I want to go as Kevin Arnold from the Wonder Years. I’d get a vintage Jets letterman jacket and then when anyone asks me what I’m supposed to be, I’d look far off and not say anything and hit play on a recording of “Turn, Turn, Turn” by The Byrds with a voice over of me saying “I’ll always remember the Halloween when no one knew what my costume was supposed to be. But, in someway, on a night when everyone pretended to be someone else, I think in some way I somehow found myself.” (cue The Byrds) TO EVERYTHING TURN TURN TURN TURN.
If I could somehow goad Daniel Stern into doing the voiceover, that would be aces.
Just drop an iron onto his face an drive a nail through his foot. While he’s unconscious, tie him up and place a tarantula on his face. When he comes to, just refuse to let him go until he’s done the VO for you.
You’re welcome.
You need somebody with a big nose and a blonde mullet to follow you around all night calling you “scrote” aka the best big brother nickname of all time.
I’m pretty sure Jason Hervey is available for the right price.*
*Any price.
My costumes usually revolve around whether they can be made by purchasing a shirt or blazer at Goodwill. This has led to the past costumes:
* Dwight from The Office
* A hobo
* Ron Burgundy
* A mad scientist
* Kermit the Frog (green hoodie with two styrofoam-ball halves hot-glued to the top)
After reading countless trend pieces over the past 8-12 months, I sincerely do not know what defines being a hipster anymore. The term is so nebulous at this point. Could someone please narrow it down?
I think “reading countless trend pieces over the past 8-12 months” might throw you firmly into the Hipster camp. I hope this helps.
Not really. Anyone with internet access and keeps Yahoo as their homepage simply out of habit would be defined as a hipster
Sorry. You did something you were interested in and mentioned it out loud. Hipster. Also, probably, White Person Problem.
It is the word that people use to seperate themselves from other people who like the same thing. Hipsters do A, which I also do, but ugh, when hipsters do it, it sucks.
A Hipster is just a friend you haven’t met
That is friggin perfect.
Generally I take it to mean people who are overly into things just because they’re obscure or eccentric, and then act superior and exclusionary to people who aren’t into the same things
But it gets overused so much that at this point it’s like arguing the difference between a nerd and a geek and a dork or whatever
I’m torn between Jack Burton from Big Trouble in Little China and Zardoz. Every year I say I’m going to be Zardoz and I never am, so it’s about time… but as Jack Burton I could do my Kurt Russel doing an impression of John Wayne impression all night long and I’m pretty good at that.
Oh my god, I should go as Kurt Russel from The Thing. In particular, the scene where he re-enters the building with a frozen beard, holding dynamite and a flamethrower, threatening to blow up the building.
Can we go together?? And we could also maybe get people to be Wyatt Earp Kurt Russel and Escape from ___ Kurt Russel?
I am so down for this.
I also, as part of my costume, really, really hope that I see people playing chess, and I get to dump my whiskey all over their game.
Guys, how about we turn the tables on the world and ALL DRESS UP AS PAT SOLITANO TO THE NYC VIDEOGUM MEET UP IN APRIL?! What do you say?!
Wait. There’s an NYC Videogum meetup in April?
I just assumed there would be. Let’s all assume. It definitely doesn’t make an ass out of anyone.
I know there is one that is for real happening in Chicago the weekend of 4/20. If there was a simultaneous meetup in New York for monsters here who can’t make the trip to Chicago for whatever reason I would so attend that.
THERE WILL BE PIE
Where is the Chicago meet up?
Ohhhh only if we can all play our respective parts! I will arrive for 5 minutes, stand in the corner not talking to anyone, make a funny gesture at some point that maybe 2 people see and they chuckle, then quietly exit. Mission accomplished!
Also, I second DS3M, there better be pie.
Chicago Meetup at Diversey and Damen (Costco)
welcome to costco, the details about the real life Chicago meetup can be found here:
https://www.facebook.com/events/390112901058367/?fref=ts
I know this is about Halloween costumes and everything, but Gabe is really on to something with the whole “why do they keep saying Silver Linings” thing.
I mean, you had to title your movie something, yes, and obviously some movies would be exempt from this (Argo fuck yourself indeed), but i really hate when they do this. Why it was just 17 years ago that (spoiler alert) the dramatic closing scene of Mike Leigh’s “Secrets and Lies” was sort of ruined for me by Timothy Spall making a dramatic speech about how we’re all so wrapped up. In our SECRETS….and LIES.
Ugh.
I can’t for certain say because The Master was soooo long ago, but did anyone say “the master” in the dialogue? I really can’t remember. I should rewatch that movie. It was so good. But if they had said it I probably would have thrown out a loud “Oooh Brother!” with an added eye roll for good measure.
I love the parts in movies where they say the title of the film, except with films like this where they cheapen the moment of the saying of the title by pulling stunts such as this.
I didn’t notice the number of times they said “silver linings,” but I also didn’t notice that they apparently dropped the f-bomb almost 70 times until I read it on IMDB.
The original title of the movie was actually, Silver F*cking Linings (motherf*ckers)
But why a playbook?
I still don’t get this movie.
I walked in the Village Halloween Parade on the Night of a Thousand Borats. It was amazing and terrifying.