So obviously, this revelation about cheating was an issue.
Fulmer is what people refer to as a "Wife Guy," a guy whose public image is very much centered on his loving relationship with his wife. At one place where I worked, the phrase "stick it in a blog" was used as a kind of eye-rolling acknowledgment that if you have so much to say about something, go make yourself a space to say it.īut this week's drama about Ned Fulmer of the YouTube outfit The Try Guys losing his gig after he admitted to cheating on his wife with an employee of the show (catch yourself up with this useful explainer if you must) also emphasized the ways in which YouTube contains elements of 2003-ish blog culture and journaling. It was the culture of a quick take, a chance to see a writer's fresh thoughts on a weekly (or more frequent) basis, and it was independence from traditional publishing. Seeing blog culture in Substack and other newsletter platforms isn't difficult. "Here is some writing, here are some links, here is some information." That was also the mission statement of a blog, particularly in the more "journaling" incarnation, as opposed to the "rolling succession of tiny posts that were really just links" incarnation.
#FACELESS YOUTUBE MOVIE#
I'm still finding it hard to believe, but I have no hesitation in recommending this movie to all fans of horror and sleaze.As someone who had not just one blog but several in the late '90s and early aughts - and as someone who originally came to NPR to write one about pop culture - I have found it fascinating to see blogs boom, and then bust, and then be reinvented as newsletters essentially indistinguishable from blog posts.
Franco also proves once again that he has an eye for beautiful women loads of great looking ladies populate the movie, and although they don't get completely naked, they do wear some rather fetching skimpy underwear. The effects are particularly gruesome and pretty realistic and include such delights as a syringe in the eye (in glorious close-up), a botched face transplant, a drill in the head, and a nice scissors-through-the-throat scene. Working with a higher budget than usual and a quality cast, the director avoids his usual pitfallsdull, meandering story lines with dreadful editing and camera-workand gives the audience a gleefully OTT gore-fest with some occasional unintentionally-hilarious moments for good measure (the 'private eye versus muscle-man' fight scene, for example). Franco delivers a quality piece of sleaze, laden with nudity, lesbianism, rape, torture, gratuitous gore and bizarre characters (which include an extremely camp photographer, the doctor's hulking sidekick and a Nazi surgeon). When top model Barbara Hallen (Caroline Munro) is selected by the nutty physician as a possible donor, and snatched mid-assignment, her father (Telly Savalas) hires a tough private eye to find her. Since this is a Franco flick, this means removing the faces of unwilling donors, who have been abducted by Frank's sexy assistant Nathalie, and transplanting them onto his disfigured sister.
Frank Flamand, a renowned plastic surgeon desperately searching for a way to restore his sister's beauty after she is terribly scarred in an acid attack. I never thought I would see the day when I would award a high rating to a Jess Franco movie, but Faceless proved to be far better than any of the director's other output that it has been my misfortune to see.
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