Update: Jay McCarroll Is Whining His Way Back Into Our Hearts
Look: We’re not taking back a single word of what we said about Jay McCarroll’s superdumb movie last week. It’s going to be awful, a raw 90 minutes of cringe scraping across the blackboard, and in this regard it will be truly, truly awesome. (Although, as we noted in the earlier post, we’ll watch Kelly Cutrone being the Kim Deal of the fashion world in anything.) But in an interview promoting the film, Eleven Minutes, last week in The Onion’s A.V. Club section, McCarroll pissed and whined so much that, unwittingly, he’s given us a whole set of new mantras to help us get through these lonnnnnng pre-spring days. Say them along with us, one at a time, breathe in, breathe out, and feel the gray clouds lift right away!
JAY McMANTRA ONE: “It is the end of the day, and I’m gonna fucking kill myself. I can’t imagine a more vapid cherry topping on my fucking self-obsessed day.”
JAY McMANTRA TWO: “I started to lose my shit inside of my brain.”
JAY McMANTRA THREE: “It’s so fucking gay. And all those people are such fucking gays. Oh, God! I hope the MTV building burns. I hope Lauren Conrad and Whitney Port are inside of it when it does. And Heidi and Spencer and all those other faggots.”
JAY McMANTRA FOUR: “I haven’t been able to get over it. I left New York. I left fashion. It was a big deal. It rocked my world.”
God, I feel better already. Thank you, Jay!
AVClub: One Last One — “From experience, the world hadn’t seen a person like me.”
February 26th, 2009 at 1:22 pm
Apparently those rose-colored glasses aren’t working.
February 26th, 2009 at 2:21 pm
Have you seen the film? It’s superAMAZING. And despite what you may think of Jay, he is very talented. So, all I can figure is: you are either jealous, or a bitter queen.
February 26th, 2009 at 2:55 pm
If you’re addressing me, then I think you may be taking what I said too literally. (You’ve never heard the figure of speech, “life through rose colored…?” Oh, nevermind.)
February 26th, 2009 at 5:50 pm
There are rags better than yours saying the film is great.
LA TIMES, VARIETY, VILLAGE VOICE, WALL ST JOURNAL, ROLLING STONE and many others.
It almost seems like you guys at PHILEBRITY have a little immature crush on Mr. McCarroll, and your writing is akin to pulling his pigtails in school.
What I find really funny is that you are both cut from the same snarky cloth, and you’d probably do better being friends with him than sworn enemies. Or is your nastiness more a reaction to looking into a mirror and hating what you see looking back at you?
In any case, the film depicts a person — a human being with flaws and fascinations — attempting to do something that most people only dream about.
And all you get to do is write about him.
February 26th, 2009 at 5:59 pm
His look is dated. His words, I like.
February 26th, 2009 at 7:30 pm
I was not addressing Lord Whimsy. I was addressing the author of the article.
February 27th, 2009 at 1:38 am
OK, then, team of Jay’s acolytes/publicists/first time Philebrity commenters, let’s do this: Arrange a night out between the Philebrity posse and Jay’s. We’ll hang out, see what happens and document it for posterity. IF! YOU! DARE!
February 27th, 2009 at 9:51 am
I love this: “I must have looked like the biggest, fattest fashion-asshole bitch that ever walked the planet.”
He is hysterical. Thanks for the link to the interview.