Suicide Girls show not worth killing for
By: Aaron Sakulich
Issue date: 6/25/04 Section: Entertainment
Originally published: 6/23/04 at 6:51 PM EST
Last update: 6/23/04 at 6:52 PM EST
Originally published: 6/23/04 at 6:51 PM EST
Last update: 6/23/04 at 6:52 PM EST
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Have you ever seen one of those Girls Gone Wild videos? Of course you have. Have you ever sat down and watched one all the way through? Of course not. Because seeing a drunk girl take her shirt off is good, but seeing it over and over a thousand times begins to acclimatize you to the act until it doesn't mean anything anymore.
The burlesque show, at least for me, was the same way; it started off exceptionally hot, but there's only so many combinations of two girls grinding on each other and making out that you can run through. Like a hot tub, you eventually get used to it. The show hit a peak right about the time the girls decided to spit on each other. Now, I don't mean a little squirt to show they care. They were pulling up some good chunky lung mustard old school loogies. It was at about this time that I noticed some of the girls were bruised up along their thighs and legs.
They were faint, but it looked like two or three days ago they had had a really good game of rugby, or someone had given them a few hard rabbit punches to the lower extremities around breakfast time.
Maybe the rumors I've heard on the Internet are true, and the guy who runs Suicide Girls is a pimp with a taste for Lamborghinis, though I can only recall hearing that from disgruntled modeling rejects. One of them had a thin, bloody cut just to the front of her hip, and if what I can recall about black-clothes-wearing teenagers at the mall is correct, it was self-inflicted. Some people may be into that sort of thing, but I'm not impressed. Exasperated might be a better word for it.
Overall, I'd say the burlesque show was OK, but it certainly didn't live up to the hype. I went thinking in I'd be consumed in a raging ball of hotness that would split me instantly into my component atoms.
While the burlesque show was pretty good, having to sit for an eternity through the opening bands and having to be in the same room as the unwashed masses that are into this sort of thing make it more or less not worth seeing. Rating: 2 Triangles.
The burlesque show, at least for me, was the same way; it started off exceptionally hot, but there's only so many combinations of two girls grinding on each other and making out that you can run through. Like a hot tub, you eventually get used to it. The show hit a peak right about the time the girls decided to spit on each other. Now, I don't mean a little squirt to show they care. They were pulling up some good chunky lung mustard old school loogies. It was at about this time that I noticed some of the girls were bruised up along their thighs and legs.
They were faint, but it looked like two or three days ago they had had a really good game of rugby, or someone had given them a few hard rabbit punches to the lower extremities around breakfast time.
Maybe the rumors I've heard on the Internet are true, and the guy who runs Suicide Girls is a pimp with a taste for Lamborghinis, though I can only recall hearing that from disgruntled modeling rejects. One of them had a thin, bloody cut just to the front of her hip, and if what I can recall about black-clothes-wearing teenagers at the mall is correct, it was self-inflicted. Some people may be into that sort of thing, but I'm not impressed. Exasperated might be a better word for it.
Overall, I'd say the burlesque show was OK, but it certainly didn't live up to the hype. I went thinking in I'd be consumed in a raging ball of hotness that would split me instantly into my component atoms.
While the burlesque show was pretty good, having to sit for an eternity through the opening bands and having to be in the same room as the unwashed masses that are into this sort of thing make it more or less not worth seeing. Rating: 2 Triangles.
Erin
posted 10/28/06 @ 12:48 PM EST
Thanks for the review! I was considering going to the show, but now I know it would be a waste of my time!