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I'm tired, and that can only mean one thing. I'm lame and saw a video again instead of a motion picture in the theater. But at least the timing on this one makes sense. You see recently it was Howard Stern's birthday. So I figured what better time to give a review on his autobiographical movie, Private Parts. If you don't like Howard Stern, then you're probably one of the people that watches him or listens to him for hours, because as bizarre as it seems that is the audience that listens longest. I for one do like Howard Stern so I had a good time watching his film. It starts with his aspirations as a child, through teenage years, and follows him up to the time shortly after he performed as Fartman in the MTV music video awards. Neat stuff. Throughout this dazzling time span we get to see with our own eyes, a porno star deepthroat a 16 inch kielbasa sausage, a countless number of topless porn queens, and of course the Howard Stern trademark of several lesbians giving him the rub-down. Interesting stuff. Probably not one to watch with a younger audience, but certainly a movie anyone with experience in the broadcasting field can enjoy. His use of sidestepping the seven deadly words, the naughty words the FCC won't let you use is hysterical. Another serious highlight would have to be the time he gives a woman an orgasm over the air by getting her to straddle her stereo with the bass cranked up. Hmmm. Wonder if it works on TV. Ok right now ladies, Jessica, Jennifer, Lisa if you all are watching at home, take off all your clothes, straddle the TV and,.....(make Deep voices, and weird bass) and that ladies and gentlemen is how you make friends for life. Women I'll give out my number at the end of the show, call me. Often times people believe women aren't big fans of Howard, but if this is true, Private Parts is one of those movies that really makes you reevaluate your opinions. It gives him a much more human, and interesting edge than what you may pick up from his radio or television broadcasts alone. The fact that he talks about things that people hadn't talked about in radio I think makes him a pioneer in today's media. In a time where people are worried about being politically correct, it's entertaining to see someone who throws that out the window, and seems to just plain have fun with his position in society. So the self proclaimed King of All Media keeps his title as far as I'm concerned, making Private Parts a winner. I may even boost the rating due to another video that enjoys showing scantily clad women doing curious things with objects. To any young directors and producers out there, Howard has tapped into a serious ratings tool. Now all we need are more films that deal with issues like his. Before I ramble on much longer and get myself in trouble I'll give you the review of this week's movie, Howard Stern: Private Parts. Eight couches and a park bench with a mumbling bum. That's right eight and a half for Howard Stern which can be found in video stores everywhere. So run down and get yourself a copy, before everyone else watching this review does the same thing. Which means (look like I'm thinking) hmmmm, all three copies might be checked out. Tune in next week when I presumably make it to the theater, but until then remember I have midterms too. Don't be a hater, and make sure to check out the new KBVR comedy show every Tuesday night at 11 pm. Now let's kick it back to the only host I've ever seen deepthroat a sausage, Shanna Doran. Last updated: Thursday, March 20, 2008 02:45:17 AM |
