This will be a super short and sweet review. Well, not sweet for anyone involved in making the movie.. but. Oy. It could have been good. The premise was so-so, almost a ‘Hi, I want to be Brad and Angelina, but this Mr & Mrs Smith will be GOOFIER’. Yeah. Not even close.

I could watch anything with Katherine Heigl, bless her cotton socks I’ve loved her since Roswell days. Yep, way before everyone got on the Izzie Stevens on Grey’s Anatomy bandwagon. Ashton, well.. he’s good to look at? But as for loving anything he’s done, or wanting to rewatch it? Not so much.

The premise for the Killers is essentially girl gets dumped, goes on trip with her parents, meets bare-chested Ashton, and oh, he’s a hitman. Pretty by-the-numbers. Except there is NO. CHEMISTRY. I mean, they’re both young and hot, and yet when they meet, its almost as if Ashton’s character latches on to her because she’s literally the FIRST ‘normal’ (ie, person that does not commit homicide) person in the vicinity. Other than that, how they go beyond a first date… is beyond me.

The action? Its just not funny. Its meant to be almost slap-stick, and people trying to kill them being more ‘annoying’ and farcical but to tell you the truth, I was thinking about house chores, and what I needed to do at the time, rather than focusing on the absolute lack of any believable friendship, let alone romance between Ashton and Katherine. SUCH a letdown!

There was no other subject line I could have used for this. Honestly. I really thought I’d seen as much gore, and be as shocked in season 1 or 2 of True Blood. With one of Eric’s hottest ‘looks’ (apart from nekkidness) to start off the day, I needed to just discuss True Blood so far. Am I alone in thinking this season has been more shock value then engrossing plot? (Pardon the near pun..)

As the rest of the post details some specific spoilers for season 3, click to read more.

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Every now and again (every second day, really) I’m in a thoughtful mood, reflective and wondering just how I can make my day better. In a sense of fitting more in during the day, or making things easier for myself, and just enjoying life more whether it be at work or at home.

Whilst I don’t really watch Oprah at all, whenever I do turn on the TV and see an episode, it can be a home-making episode, or a ‘Big Give’ episode, or a celebrity interview – but she always seems to be so comfortable and confident in living the best life.

Cue, Robyn Okrant who took it upon herself to use all of Oprah’s multi-media resources to LIVE a life that Oprah seemed to subscribe to. Via Oprah’s TV show, the Oprah website, the O magazine – every day would be an Oprah experience, down from enjoying a celebrity interview in her magazine, to making sure to change your bedsheets weekly, or recipes to try utilising seasonal fruit and vegetables. It would be *anything*.

I’m a couple of chapters in, and I’m exhausted. How could anyone possibly change SO much of their everyday routines, their weekly home chores, or the way they worked at their day job in order to live like Oprah? We will see.. a full review to follow..

So, who knew the Hills would pull off a surprise twist series ending? Sure, we expected the montage – a cut through all the girls’ lives, loves, and bitch fights throughout the 4 years on air – but what wasn’t expected was the direct acknowledgement to the shows’ biggest criticism – reality, or fiction?

At the end as we’re meant to be emotionally reacting to Brody and Kristin parting ways – bam – idyllic California skyline is a synthetic sheet, and Kristin’s street is just a set. Faux? What?!

So.. is that a nod and a nose tap to say ‘you were all right, this is entirely fake’ – but surely, Spencer Pratt can NOT be that crazy. Or he deserves an Emmy. Did Heidi really get all of that work done, or is that a plastic body double? Just like with the Lost finale – this poses several more questions than any answers. Brody and Kristin have both said something to the effect of ‘you’ll never know what was real, or fake’ – and besides, we know we’ll see Brody on anything that MTV produces and Kristin already has a new show or 2 in the pipeline.. but what was real?! Did Audrina *actually* like/love/lust after Justin Bobby? More than anything, I swear that it cannot be real. Surely. SURELY.

*squee* Another video clip I’ve been super excited to see – and who knew?! We saw her at the World Cup in home country South Africa, and now – here Charlize Theron is in Brandon Flowers’ first solo venture, in his Crossfire video clip. I. LOVE it. Certainly less avant garde and wacky than a Killers’ video clip but more cinematical and action packed with Charlize throwing a mean ninja star, in this he almost reminds me of a darker version of Ryan Phillippe. What do you think?

When I think of Predator, the original – the imagery I have in my head is the Governator all buffed, muscled and bulging, covered in mud, just urging for the Predator, the chameleon-esque ‘monster’ to come and get him. Or isn’t it a horror movie cliche where the protagonist reaches this point of absolute confidence that he’s got the villain/monster/thing beat and with arms, hands, fists triumphantly in the air they yell something to the effect of ‘Come and get me?!’. Its fantastic.

This new version, not so much a remake, but a continuing of the Predators franchise is indeed better than both Alien vs Predator films combined. Which is great. It almost overwrites that waste of a movie mashup. But only just..

We see the Pianist, I mean Adrien Brody lead a gangly and unlikely crew through the jungle, from all walks of life and the world – a silent but deadly Yakuza dude, a Sierra Leone bad-ass army guy, one of the FBI’s most wanted, oh, and Topher Grace – all dropped (literally dropped from an airplane) in a jungle setting for some fun and games with the ole Predators in their natural habitat. Very Jurassic Park. Well, except for the cute lil lamb as the bait – instead, its this motley crew.

Whilst this film is an improvement on previous Predator instalments – what made the original ‘work’ in this element was that all the marines that came into contact with the predator were muscle-bound, revved up, testosterone oozing marines. It was SHOCKING when they got taken down, and gutted, and sliced, and cut up by the Predator. This time around – even though Yakuza man just has that charisma and oozes confidence – you need more than brains, or a sword to fight the Predator. Or they just need to convey that you think they *could* beat the Predator. With this cast, though you do feel great knowing that Adrien Brody (with an unforgettable name I won’t spoil for you) is leading the team, and determined to get off the island (arg, I mean jungle) there is not enough character development (even for an action/sci-fi flick, I know) to care, or relate enough to the characters to barrack for them, or even remotely think they can make it out alive.

I was left a little disappointed by this instalment, and for a scaredy cat like me? I barely covered my eyes.

So sorry for the delay between posts – another mini hiatus due to the winter sniffles. And on days like those, I’m not really glamourised up or wearing much on my face, except for a light dusting of mineral powder and maaaybe a coat of mascara. Just so I can leave the house without cars crashing due to the hideousness.

Remember when I went to Salon Melbourne? I picked up a few items from brands I hadn’t bought from before, and I haven’t been disappointed. One item I definitely need to repurchase when I get a chance – Youngblood ‘Minerals in the Mist’ ‘Refresh’ spray. The ‘Refresh’ version is a very light, summery fragrance of tangerine and grapefruit – it makes my skin feel less at the whim of a winter cold, and infused with minerals and vitamins – any little bit helps right? I don’t have the best diet – but if I can spray a lovely mist on my face – surely that counts for something!

The other two you can get are ‘Restore’ and ‘Recharge’ – but the Refresh was just the perfect scent in my eyes out of the three and light enough that it doesn’t make you sneeze. Just in case you’re prone to that type of thing (have you ever sat next to someone who just doused themselves in perfume/cologne? SNEEZE-A-PALOOZA!)

Perfect to apply as a toner after a cleanse,  you can also use it as an afternoon spritz at your desk, or a finishing mist to set makeup. Oh, and for something to use when you are not likely to wear make up at all..

I often have these moments where I get a delayed light bulb moment. As if someone has switched on the light and it stays dark for a few extended moments before ‘bling!’ lightbulb moment and something clicks into place. I can’t even describe how many times this happens (usually when it comes to the timey wimey wibbly wobbly timeline jumpy stuff in Dr Who, but that’s another post on the boil) but this weekend I just found out there aren’t 10 seasons of X Files.

I guess there were 10 years of X Files? But officially 9 seasons. And I always thought urgh, why haven’t they released the final season on DVD? As soon as Mulder got ‘taken’ in one of the last seasons of the show and they brought in Xena, and the bad Terminator from T2.. I thought nah. Not doing it. Not possible. No Scully AND Mulder? Can’t do it. So I never saw the end of the show. I saw the 2nd movie with much confusion and anger at how Mulder and Scully were romantically linked… and I was like.. What. THE.

So now I know that season 9 was the last season – I’m going to watch from where I left off – I’m going into it with low expectations so perhaps I will be able to be pleasantly surprised. Regardless, I’m still quite Scully skeptical that I would welcome the romance between the two and I think the 2nd movie should never have been made – but.. watch this space for zomg!Mulder type squee posts.

Much has been said this week about the political ‘spill’ (no oil included, I promise) here in Australia and how a) we have a new Prime Minister, and oh she’s female and b) she’s a redhead. Or a ‘ranga’ as colloquially given. (Short for orang-utan) Its been intensely annoying, and its saturated our media on so many levels – I’ve had enough! Really. Priorities, people. Redheads on TV lately – have been saaah-mokin’ hot. And here are 3 examples.

Christina Hendricks – She puts the va-va-voom into Mad Men and gives office managers something to aspire to!

Deborah Ann Woll – Sired by Bill by force in True Blood last season, she’s innocent little sheltered girl turned vampire seductress (with her heart belonging to Hoyt) and she is turning heads! 

Karen Gillan – the Doctor’s companion, and all-round sassy Scottish lass who has a penchant for uber-short mini skirts (not always dressed for Rio..)

I could reel off a few more, but I don’t want to bombard you with a ginger brigade. ;)

I’m trying to get my butt into gear. Trying to figure out how to give myself the get-up-and-go to exercise. Its becoming brutally cold and the wind chill is climbing – but I much prefer that to trying to exercise in the heat. The Melbourne heat which has climbed to 40+ (celcius) during some summers. But how? How does one fit it in a busy working life, when I still want to make sure I’m catching up with Glee, and Dr Who (and now Pretty Little Liars)?

This is where I turn to a bit of celebrity for inspiration. This is where I irrationally aspire to get a fit, babe-licious body that may just be marginally attainable. Curves are awesome but you need to be TONED to pull it off Kim Kardashian style. So here is my ‘vision board’ as Oprah would call it. A visual post for me to get my gluteus maximus into gear. Apart from Miss Scarlett here – really, none of these celebs are particularly glammed up to exercise. They are exercising for the real reason to – to stay fit, healthy, and buff.

Who are your fit body inspirations?