Saturday, June 26, 2010

Kier presents ... Sad Keanu Day

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"It all started with the above paparazzi image. Doesn't Keanu look so sad? The ball continued rolling on Reddit, with this epic Keanu appreciation thread with over 2,000 comments. Then someone posted a photoshop of Keanu eating a bird. Then came this photoshop of Keanu eating a miniature version of himself on a bench. From there, someone suggested that there be a holiday to celebrate what a good guy Keanu Reeves is. Finally, someone suggested a day to celebrate Keanu on July 1st, during which people would give money to cancer research." (urlesque.com)































this text has also been going around with this meme, i guess to explain why keanu is so sad. it might be kind of mean, since keanu eating a sandwich on a bench really doesn't say much, but it pretty much seems like everyone involved in this genuinely care for him, and just want to give him a hug or another sandwich or something. anyway:


“Just read this about Keanu Reeves. I FEEL TERRIBLE.

>Father who is a heroin dealer runs off on his family when he is three, and he has since severed all ties with him.
>Best friend, River Phoenix, dies before they could make the bromantic moves they promised they would make together.
>Fiancee gives birth to a stillborn daughter.
>Unable to cope, they split up.
>She dies in a car accident two years later.
>Sister contracts leukemia. Keanu spends millions of dollars to keep her alive.
>It has gone on public record that he prefers spending his birthdays alone.



These are some quotes:

>Falling in love and having a relationship are two different things.
>Grief changes shape, but it never ends.
>I believe in love at first sight. You want that connection, and then you want some problems.
>I try not to think about my life. I have no life. I need therapy.
>I’m Mickey Mouse. They don’t know who’s inside the suit.
>I’m sorry my existence is not very noble or sublime.
>It’s fun to be hopelessly in love. It’s dangerous, but it’s fun.
>When the people you love are gone, you’re alone.



Nice things he has done:

>Offered to take a 75% pay cut if it meant Al Pacino could be cast in The Devil’s Advocate.
>Offered to take a 90% pay cut if it meant Gene Hackman could be cast in The Replacements.
>Donated 50 of the 70 million dollars he made off of the Matrix films to the costume and special effects teams.
>Bought a Harley for every stuntman who worked on the Matrix Reloaded
>Donates most of his money to charities for cancer research."



personally i'm with this cat:




i encourage everyone to show keanu some love by making your own "sad keanu," putting it on your blog, or upload somewhere, and link it in the comments field. anyone can do it, either with photoshop, ms paint or by making one at home and taking a photo of it. i mean, look at mine:





the bar isn't exactly set high. go forth!


(pictures from Tumblr, there are new pictures at that link every our or so, so you can see more there.)



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p.s. RIP: Pete Quaife. Hey. Kier is in charge of this place for the weekend, and his sensibility has worked wonders yet again, as I imagine you'll agree. Still, that's just a guess, so please make your thoughts explicit until further notice. Thank you deeply, Kier -- and, btw, where the heck are you? -- and thanks to all of you who use at least part of your comments to give the post its due in your own ways. I have a few alerts. The writer and d.l. Alec Niedenthal is editing the fantastic lit. site Everyday Genius this month, and in the last couple of days, he has picked and posted two total humdingers whose authors also happen to be d.l.s of this blog, namely 'Letter (excerpt from Green Zone Kids Vol. 2: John McCain)' by Mark Doten aka No more teenage kicks, and 'Third Plane' by David Rylance aka Slatted Light. Both vastly recommended, as is a new review at Fanzine of Harmony Korine's 'Trash Humpers' by the writer/d.l. Mark Gluth. 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