
This is a screencap of an article that came up in my Google Reader this morning. Now I see it every time I close my eyes. The file says it’s a still-image .jpg, but I could swear the eyebrows keep revving at me lasciviously. They’re moving, aren’t they? Are sure this isn’t a .gif file? I think something’s wrong with my computer. I need to talk to our IT guy. And my therapist.
[the article, by the way, comes from this interview with LaBeouf, in which he comes off his usual mix of refreshingly candid and sounding coked out of his face. Sadly, the Hollywood Reporter has since changed their headline. Perhaps partly because it was misspelled.]



Shia LeBeouf’s proctologist is tired of him showing up and demanding parts.
In a good way?
prepareyouranusface.jpg
Seriously.
I’m liking where the 4D movie concept is heading.
This is only vaguely related, but I recently found out that both of my parents thought that Shia LeBeouf and Joseph Gordon-Levitt were the same guy.
I’m worried about them.
I used to think Josh Brolin and Josh Hartnett were brothers because they had the same first name. Minds are weird things, really.
Good on him for not prostrating himself at the feet of Hollywood.
Yeah, I’d hate to see them milk Shia to death.
We are become puns, the destroyers of jokes.
Two execs, one bum