Saturday, January 24, 2009


I'd like to lodge an official protest at the on-going frumpification of Kevin James, easily one of the most handsome men in movies these days, but one who is carving quite a career playing every kind of man were not supposed to want. He's obviously participating pretty hard in the frumpifying, not to mention he's funny and can pull stuff off, but still, when you line em all up together: Hitch? (Clueless about women.) I Now Pronounce You...? (Clueless & faking gay.) Paul Blart? (Dorky mall cop.) King of Queens was dorky too, and had a lot of bad thematic through-lines that were sort of in the same vein, but at least he was, you know, a husband.

It's sort of the JohnBelushification, if not the frumpification, I guess. And I'm not claiming anything too noble here other than my But still. Must every plumpy fattish dude be such a farce? A hilariously out of control 'regular guy' we think we know everything about? It's such a stereotype, period. If I were a guy, I'd be ticked. By the end of his career Belushi was starting to play sweet romantic roles...hope that happens here too. Because Mr. James is really hot.