We’re finally done with the server migration stuff, meaning that, after a very long time, the site will actually be back at full speed on Monday. I know the site has kinda sucked lately, a lot of that is my fault and I apologize. Things are about to get better. But for today let’s at least look at the New York Times article about Lindsay Lohan, because they had a reporter on set every day during filming of ‘the Canyons’.
Now, you might assume she’d be an unbearable pain in the ass to work with, and if you take the image in your head right now and multiply it by 1000, you’d be right.
She was routinely late for hours at a time and then unprepared when she arrived, would lock herself in closets and refuse to do scenes, left the set drunk and drove away, would literally jump out of cars to ditch her chaperones and belittle her director and co-stars. And all that was AFTER she laid crying in a hotel hallway, begging for another chance because the director fired her almost immediately.
And she basically admits to all of it (except for the drinking), but then how could she not. That’s the thing about movie sets. They have cameras, and microphones. And they’re pointed at people like Lindsay. So when she she starts telling the other actors to “do your fucking job”, it’s all recorded.
The most insane part in this clip is when Lindsay insinuates that co-star James Deen can’t focus on the scene because he’s too excited about hugging her. James Deen. The porn star. Who has had terrifically deviant sex with thousands of women, 95 percent of whom are hotter than Lindsay.
Thinking Deen would be excited by hugging Lindsay is like thinking a race car driver would be excited if you gave him an old child’s bike that you pulled out of a lake. It’s peeling and dirty and probably diseased, it smells bad and something sticky is dripping out of the bottom. And the bike from the lake wouldn’t be in very good shape either.