Hell, no. It’s been much said in stand-up circles that Saget is one of the most foul-mouthed comedians out there. Seeing the sorts of people who’ve said that made me realize long ago that Full House and that home video show have absolutely NOTHING to do with the man in his natural habitat…
I developed a hatred for Sean Penn in the eighties and avoided nearly everything he was in up until I Am Sam, in 2001. And then of course I went back and had another look. :smack:
I developed a hatred for Johnny Depp around the same time, and just pretended that he had nothing to do with it when I enjoyed movies he was in. I think I dropped the pretense sometime around Fear and Loathing.
No, the fact that she wouldn’t acknowledge our existence, for several minutes, it is not uncommon for the stars leaving that show to sign for people, but she could have at least smiled and waved.
By traffic, I mean that the limo spent a few minutes stuck in the driveway, waiting to pull out and then a few more just sitting on the street.
I agree with every one of these.
Hate to Love: Johnny Depp (admittedly because I’d been under the false impression that he was just another prettyboy who couldn’t act), Joss Whedon, Jim Carrey (who won me over with “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind”).
Love to Hate: Weezer (*please *break up already!), Mel Gibson (for “Passion” and various assholish comments), Harrison Ford.
Posted by Beware of Doug:
So, your like and dislike are based entirely on appearance? Great; you dislike an actress for growing old. (And points off for the silly affectation that is “Og”.)
Posted by Pochacco:
So, which one of the cartoon cats did he play?
Posted by Zebra:
I’m still trying to understand this. In your mind, is an actress required to be accessible to you every moment she’s in public, if it’s physically possible to make contact? Maybe she was tired and just wanted some time to herself.
For myself: Martin Landau. I first saw him in the old show “Space: 1999”, in which he showed the expressive range of a cigar store wooden Indian. For years I thought he was a good example of an untalented, boring actor – then I started seeing him in movies where he showed himself to be an excellent, sensitive character actor and a pleasure to watch. He won a well-deserved Oscar for playing Bela Lugosi in Ed Wood.
I was being serious. I thought he was excellent.
Jim Carrey. When he was on In Living Color, I was really impressed with him and I knew he’d be a star. Well, he’s a star now, and I can’t stand him. I think it’s because he’s forced to make ridiculous faces in every movie he’s in, whether it fits the character he’s playing or not.
Bill Murray. I think I was just too young to appreciate his sort of laid-back humor as a child (though I’ve always loved the script to Groundhog day), but his solid streak of quality movies this side of the millennium really opened my eyes for him and has made me rediscover his past efforts as well. I guess that doesn’t qualifiy for going from hate to love, but it sure is a reevaluation.
I just want to say that even though I hate rubber-faced crazy cokehead man Jim Carrey, he can be surprisingly good (and low-key!) in dramatic roles. He was good in The Truman Show and Man In the Moon, and he was excellent in one of my favorite movies, the previously-mentioned Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.
Wait 'til you see Broken Flowers. Bill Murray works very well with Jim Jarmusch. Wow.
I guess you just had to be there.
I don’t think he’s forced to do that. I think that’s just Jim Carrey “being funny.” Eternal Sunshine did force me to give him some respect. I’ve never liked him, and that was the first of his serious roles that impressed me.
I wouldn’t have been there; I’m too considerate of people’s right to being left alone if they don’t feel like mixing (including celebrities).
Another one I thought of: John Ritter. Back when he was doing “Three’s Company” I just found him annoying, but (either because I matured or he did) later on I found him to be a fine character actor. He was excellent as the lone uncloseted gay in a hick town in Sling Blade, and nailed a sympathetic comedic role in Bad Santa, his last movie. Also, he was great as J.D.'s dad on “Scrubs”.
Back in the “Three’s Company” days, he was already a fantastic physical comedian. The episode in which Jack gets drunk and does a crazy dance at some Christmas party is my favorite example. Hilarious stuff.
I came in this thread to make this exact comment about both comedians. Thanks for saving me some typing.
Meg Ryan.
I used to love everything she was in. She was so cute and desireablle. Now I can’t stand seeing her anymore. I guess her image is tarneshed because of the Russel Crowe thing. That’s the only reason I can think of.
I’d written off Jamie Foxx as just another goofy TV actor until I saw “Ray” and “Collateral, and” listened to him sing the hooks on Kanye’s “Golddigger”
This thread seems to be dominated by the acting end of the entertainment world, so I’ll chip in my musical choices.
Paul Weller. Many in the US don’t know who he is, but he was the leader of one of the greatest bands ever, The Jam. He wrote exciting, angry, melodic power pop. Then, all of a sudden, he broke up The Jam and formed The Style Council, a soft, pale imitation of 60s R&B with virtually no guitar. Now, he’s solo and is at least sort of rocking, but the songs are shite.
Alex Chilton was one of the principals of Big Star, who made seminal, light-years-ahead AND behind power pop to much critical acclaim but no commercial success (he was also in the Box Tops as a teen). After descending into drugs and despair, he completely abandoned his talent and started cranking out shite. A couple of his solo albums were OK, but he basically thumbed his nose at his past achievements and seemed to be satisfied with sucking out loud for the rest of his career.
On the other side of the coin, John Mellencamp was just trying to be a pop idol and put out vapid crap for a few albums until he suddenly seemed to find his voice and wrote more serious and uplifting music. Very rare for an artist to go in this direction; it’s usually the opposite.
Growing old, my ass. I could name 20 actresses who are still hot at 50, 60, 70. Sure, Marcia got big and heavy. Again no big deal. But she became a sort of drag-queeny self-caricature, with Bozo-red hair and freakout make-up.
And points off for “points off.”