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Liz Jones - YOU magazine (Part 4)
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Althea_Dropp
21-08-2016
Who would take such a reliably loser-like boyfriend to this funfair?

I notice that in this little fantasy the "profoundly deaf" Liz of the bat-sensitive ears can hear a whisper. There must be SOME reality to Liz Jones, but I don't think it's what we're reading.
Thornfield
21-08-2016
Althea, sorry to hear of your accident. Hope you get well soon.

LJ makes me feel better about my life, too. I think that's why a lot of people read her ramblings because there is no other value whatsoever to them.
dorydaryl
21-08-2016
The article on Nadiya, who I have met and is adorable, is pure bile and jealousy.
Thornfield
22-08-2016
Originally Posted by dorydaryl:
“The article on Nadiya, who I have met and is adorable, is pure bile and jealousy.”

I can't bring myself to read it. Just the headline was nasty enough.

The Mail are a disgrace and everytime you think they can't possibly sink any lower, they do.
Suzy_Cat
22-08-2016
Originally Posted by Althea_Dropp:
“ It was one thing to imagine Julia Roberts turning up at Hugh Grant's Notting Hill bookstore. I like a good fantasy rom-com as much as the next aging woman with an ungainly antenna drilled into her bones, but I am not buying the "movie star's" existence. The comments mention Rebel Wilson, Glenn Close and Anne Archer as possible candidates; am I alone in thinking "These are not what are known as "movie stars'". Glenn Close, once, maybe, but that was a very long time ago; supporting cast, maybe, but . . . not everyone who has been in a movie is a movie star. Julia Roberts and Hugh Grant, more so, though their days may have already passed. But those are "movie stars." Harrison Ford. (I am dating myself.)”

REBEL WILSON?!?!!?!?

Oh my God please let Rebel Wilson play Liz in the movie of Liz's life. I mean, an amazing woman who rose from a life of desperate drudgery and knitted knickers to the glittering world of high fashion and pony ownership, all the while striking out to save animals and point out the evils of the fashion industry, and yet eternally disappointed in love UNTIL... the return of the Boy Next Door.

Because Rebel is fat. And I like to imagine how Liz would squirm and struggle, torn between "see I am putting a fatty in a major role, notice how groundbreaking I am" and "OMG this woman is too fat to play me, mean my thinly veiled self insert, OMG OMG help me someone help me".

Interviewer: "Liz, congratulations on your movie. It's been said by some critics that your main character, Beth, is a thinly veiled self-insert. What do you say to that?"

Liz: "Well obviously it's not. Rebel and I are nothing alike. She has the most wonderful teeth. I spent most of my childhood and early adult life with a broken tooth because my parents couldn't afford dentistry and further destroyed the already shabby and stained items by eating nothing but apples during my period of anorexia. Which Rebel also obviously doesn't have. I want to show how a fat girl can do really well in life. Unlike me. I have never been a success."
Suzy_Cat
22-08-2016
And I'm sorry to hear about your injury Althea_Dropp - hope you are recovering quickly!
amikolaichek
22-08-2016
Althea - I am so sorry to hear about your accident - and the subsequent metal scaffolding you're forced to wear. But what an uplifting, optimistic, humorous post. Not surprised that you're so well-loved and cared for. I'm staggering around on crutches (left hip fallen to pieces) but that's nothing compared to what you're going through. Your Mr. Dropp sounds lovely, as do you.

Still, your (and my, and everyone else's) suffering is obviously of NO comparison to what 'poor Liz' goes through ...!

I do predict that we are now in for another long-running saga similar to that of the (fake) 'Rock Star', but in this case, the 'Famous Movie Star'. But of course, I could be wrong ... and in a year or so there'll be a blockbuster directed by Stanley Kubrick (oh, OK, someone's just told me, not him, DO keep up, Amikolaichek), or Stephen Speilberg, starring well - who knows - in the 'Liz' role. Unless, of course ... Liz is aiming TO PLAY HERSELF?
lomo123
22-08-2016
Complete case of the green eyed monster regarding Nadiya.
Bet she wishes her baker man had been as successful as her. As for the screenplay meeting whatever it was, I mean really?!.Althea, ouchy, hope you,re not in too much pain. Get better soon.
IFonly58
22-08-2016
Liz's description of her encounter with the movie star to drop off her "work" could only be more childish if she had had her favourite cuddly toys arranged around the table as well:

"And this is Fluffy, he's the lighting director, and this is Molly, she's the director of make-up..."

The movie star's face as she was introduced to the two psychic mavens masquerading as bona-fide professionals in the film industry would have been a picture; however if she really exists in real life she would be well used to receiving scripts from deluded wanna-be's.

And could this be Sue NEEDLEMAN (her only friend whom she's known for years etc..) now making an appearance as "casting director" ? I wonder how much salary she is paying them all, you know, what with her being broke and everything...still I suppose she can have a bit of fun with HMRC when she puts tries to put the cost of a weekend out in London with her chums as a legitimate business expense..

Pure comedy gold this - -the only problem is; Liz thinks it's all real !
Peskypoo2
22-08-2016
I started to write about how horrible her piece on Nadiya is, or how its all click bait, the movie star thing is complete fabrication (http://www.raindance.org/9-golden-ru...ur-screenplay/). But then I thought how futile that would be - and felt a bit down. Then decided that Liz and the Daily Fail aren't worth my emotion and decided to read another national news channel from now on. No side bar of shame, no Kardashians, no Liz.
Lets see how long this lasts
amikolaichek
22-08-2016
Originally Posted by Peskypoo2:
“I started to write about how horrible her piece on Nadiya is, or how its all click bait, the movie star thing is complete fabrication (http://www.raindance.org/9-golden-ru...ur-screenplay/). But then I thought how futile that would be - and felt a bit down. Then decided that Liz and the Daily Fail aren't worth my emotion and decided to read another national news channel from now on. No side bar of shame, no Kardashians, no Liz.
Lets see how long this lasts ”

Once upon a time, Peskypoo, I'd have suggested the august Daily Telegraph ... I signed up (around £60 and change a year to read it online) but alas, these day, it's got like a very slightly older sister of the Daily Fail and Wail on Sunday.

Only thing missing is the 'Sidebar of Shame', featuring Kim Whatshername's huge arse, Z-listers in teensy thongs or their embonpoint hanging out of an inadequate bikini top, plus such role models as Kerry Katona's and Danielle Westrbook's latest 'romantic' disasters and ... lots and lots of words like 'sweet', 'delightful', 'adorable', enchanting', 'curvy', 'voluptuous' (by the way. 'voluptuous means some Z lister who has run to fat and is now trying to get a contract to make a 'slimming/exercise' DVD). And - sexually incontinent footballers, Justin Bleeder or whatever he's called, assorted alleged coke-heads ...and the guy who's in, or isn't in, the Kardishpans family and is now a laydee .... or isn't he, sorry, SHE, considering changing back?

AND - still - more and more and more about Kim and her huge backside (Just wondering: is there a sort of collective - ahem - FETISH amongst the Wail/Fail newspaper group about ... you know? Bums?)

So that leaves The Times. I haven't subscribed to it - yet.
Tellystar
22-08-2016
Originally Posted by Thornfield:
“I can't bring myself to read it. Just the headline was nasty enough.

The Mail are a disgrace and everytime you think they can't possibly sink any lower, they do. ”

It's not the DM's fault that Liz Jones writes a nasty, spiteful article.
Clearly she is a very unhappy individual
Freedom if speech and all that, however repulsive it is
Suzy_Cat
22-08-2016
Originally Posted by Tellystar:
“It's not the DM's fault that Liz Jones writes a nasty, spiteful article.
Clearly she is a very unhappy individual
Freedom if speech and all that, however repulsive it is”

It is however the DM's fault that it chooses to publish her pieces - it doesn't have to - and freedom of speech would not extend to anything libellous that Liz wrote. The DM would wear the cost of publishing anything Liz wrote that was libellous.

The DM publishes LJ's stuff as clickbait, end of story.
Lizzyroz
22-08-2016
Originally Posted by Tellystar:
“It's not the DM's fault that Liz Jones writes a nasty, spiteful article.
Clearly she is a very unhappy individual
Freedom if speech and all that, however repulsive it is”

It's their fault if they publish it. They could turn it down, but because of their hateful agenda against people they see as 'different', they choose not to.

Freedom of speech is all well and good, but with that freedom comes responsibility and consquences.
The Prumeister
22-08-2016
^ I didn't think the article was especially nasty - it was simply a pathetic lot of dreary, meaningless piffle and if that really is the best she can drum up then well, time to retire, methinks.

I mean even an article about the virtues of Kim Kardashian's derriere would have been more newsworthy and journalistically credible.
cobriza
22-08-2016
Originally Posted by amikolaichek:
“The famous movie star paced, white faced, round the room of her luxurious suite in the Kings Cross Travelodge. Her manager regarded her in alarm. ‘What’s happened?’ he enquired anxiously. ‘I’ve never seen you so agitated.’

The famous movie star stopped pacing and shuddered. ‘I’ve just come from The Hospital Club and …’

Her agent interjected. ‘Oh no, don’t tell me you’ve done – you know – again? I thought your latest rehab had knocked that on the head.’

‘Nothing like that,’ replied the FMS quickly. ‘It’s an HOTEL, if you must know. Because somehow I’d been persuaded to see some woman there about a film script. Tell you the truth, when I agreed, I was a bit confused – it was at an awards ceremony for something or other and she was sitting near me and I’d been a bit too free with the tequila … you know how it is, and next thing I knew, she was texting me to remind me that we were having a meet …’ She trailed off miserably.

Her agent nodded sympathetically. ‘Still, could be useful. Not much film work around at the moment. Apart from the voice-over I got you for the new Toilet Duck commercial. And possibly a nice little earner for another commercial, where all you have to do is look pretty and pour blue liquid on an, ahem, panty liner thingie.’

The FMS glared at him. ‘Thanks!’ she snapped. ‘Anyway, it was hellish. At the restaurant, she was there with all these weird people. Two of them were draped in scarves and beads and looked like Camila Batmanghelidjh’s sisters – apparently they were psychics. And some other women … she said they were going to produce the film, also cast it and do all the publicity …well, I mean, what PLANET is the woman on? Yes, I was beginning to wonder if The Hospital Club was some sort of – you know – asylum or something?’

Her agent gawped. ‘I’m almost lost for words. Who IS she? Perhaps she’s a brilliantly talented but eccentric writer, and maybe we should humour her …? After all, work’s work …’.

He trailed off as the FMS threw a thick sheaf of papers at him. ‘HER SCRIPT!’ she screamed. ‘First, she started rambling on about punching some boxer … or was it a horse … on the nose. Then she lectured me because I ordered a steak with all the trimmings, and THEN she went off on one because the veg. with my steak came in a stack .. and she bawled out the poor waiter. I tell you, by then I thought I was in a nightmare and would wake up. But it got worse. She insisted I read some of her bloody film script there and then … OK, YOU have a look at it. Tell me I’m not going mad.’

Her agent shuddered and studied the first page.

‘SCENE 1. A poor home in Essex. A little girl of about seven is discontentedly playing with a broom, on which she sits astride. She is dressed in obviously homemade knitted jersey, skirt, socks. Her mother is sitting nearby, busily knitting.
Little girl: ‘Mummy, what are you doing?’
Mother: ‘I am knitting you a nice new pair of knickers’
Little girl: ‘Mummy, this broom does not feel like a horse. It is no use pretending it does. There is nothing like the warm, sweaty feeling of real throbbing horseflesh between one’s pumping thighs as one jogs up and down, up and down, up and down ... The broomstick isn’t doing it for me. Why can’t you and Daddy buy me a horse?’


The FMS screamed. ‘Stop, STOP … no, go on a bit, leave out all the childhood crap. Try the middle part.
Obligingly, her agent flicked through the manuscript. ‘Ah, here we are:

SCENE 3,298: The sitting room of a big house in deepest Yorkshire. The heroine is angrily striding around in a tastefully appointed sitting room. She is screaming at a cowering elderly man of somewhat hippy aspect who is hastily trying to stub out a roll-up in an Abigail Ahern plant pot.

Heroine: ‘You have LET ME DOWN AGAIN. Yesterday you let the dogs eat one of my lovely neon pink sofas. Today you forgot to pick up my dry cleaning. Thanks for that! So I have NO KNICKERS to wear. And I want to go and ride one of my surviving horses and I don’t have jodhpurs any more as I had to sell them to raise money to pay off the Inland Revenue … they are PERSECUTING me and it's all my accountant's fault and my friends' fault and my family's fault because I buy them lovely presents and what do I get in return and IT'S NOT FAIR AND ...’
Elderly Man interrupting: Well … who needs knickers? Ride “commando”. I’ll take photos
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‘NO MORE’, bellowed the FMS. ‘Pour me a gin … in fact, give me the damn bottle. And tomorrow, get onto the blue liquid on panty pads ad agency and tell them to send the contract …’”

Ha! Perfect!
tszujme
22-08-2016
Originally Posted by dorydaryl:
“The article on Nadiya, who I have met and is adorable, is pure bile and jealousy.”

Jealous! I love her.

Originally Posted by Tellystar:
“It's not the DM's fault that Liz Jones writes a nasty, spiteful article.
Clearly she is a very unhappy individual
Freedom if speech and all that, however repulsive it is”

That's not what freedom of speech is.

The DM intentionally commission journos to write incendiary articles (the more trollish the better) for the clickbait, it's a 100% conscious, well planned out marketing strategy.
Thornfield
22-08-2016
Originally Posted by Tellystar:
“It's not the DM's fault that Liz Jones writes a nasty, spiteful article.
Clearly she is a very unhappy individual
Freedom if speech and all that, however repulsive it is”

I support freedom of speech but what the press print very often abuses the concept of free speech. Articles like that which LJ wrote about Nadiya are all out bullying and utterly worthless at best and damaging to society at worst. Most of the time those bullied by the press have no right of reply which makes it even worse.

And ultimately the DM are responsible for what their journos write because they are the ones who tell them it's okay and print it.
nitenurse
23-08-2016
Originally Posted by The Prumeister:
“^ I didn't think the article was especially nasty - it was simply a pathetic lot of dreary, meaningless piffle and if that really is the best she can drum up then well, time to retire, methinks.

I mean even an article about the virtues of Kim Kardashian's derriere would have been more newsworthy and journalistically credible.”

Have to agree with you. It was typical poor meee, nobody arranged a marriage for meee..
tuppencehapenny
23-08-2016
Originally Posted by tszujme:
“
That's not what freedom of speech is.

The DM intentionally commission journos to write incendiary articles (the more trollish the better) for the clickbait, it's a 100% conscious, well planned out marketing strategy.”

That's why they commissioned the ridiculous Samantha Brick articles - not incendiary in the same sense but calculated to infuriate readers.
Thornfield
23-08-2016
Originally Posted by tuppencehapenny:
“That's why they commissioned the ridiculous Samantha Brick articles - not incendiary in the same sense but calculated to infuriate readers.”

Oooh, Samantha Brick! Wonder how she's making money since being dethroned as clickbait queen by Katie Hopkins?

Apart from the vile attack on Mary Beard, Samantha Brick's articles always gave ma a good chuckle.
Suzy_Cat
28-08-2016
In which Pod!Liz and Pod!Dave politely faux-text some promotion for Liz's novel, and then real Liz explodes in a doubtless Prosecco-fuelled rant full of all the usual bollocks.

Meanwhile, to my shock, I rather liked Liz's article about riding a bike with designer trainer wheels attached. It was light, self-deprecating and quite funny. Till she got to the gastric band quip, which was completely unnecessary, She just does not know where to pull her punches, does she?
Thornfield
28-08-2016
Originally Posted by Suzy_Cat:
“ It was light, self-deprecating and quite funny. Till she got to the gastric band quip, which was completely unnecessary, She just does not know where to pull her punches, does she?”

It's like LJ just cannot help but be nasty. Even if there is no real oppertunity to do so she will pluck a chance to spew bile out of thin air anyway. It's like there is something deep within her core being on which being nasty thrives. I'd feel sorry for her if she weren't wretched in pretty much every single way.
Harriet Vane
28-08-2016
She's written a 'thriller'? What's the betting it features a deranged farmer terrorising the plucky but hard-up vegan, animal loving 'journalist' next door. I can see all sorts of Wicker Man possibilities here, whereby 'the villagers' make a pyre on her front lawn with the neon pink Conrans, back copies of Vogue, the Ashton Kutcher (or whatever it was) desk, toothpick jeans (what the hell are they?) and buttery soft bomber jackets. They could use the Dipstick candles and Myla knickers to set it alight. Oh wait -spoiler alert, as the DM are fond of telling you after the ahem - spoiler alert.
Jennifer_Jones2
28-08-2016
Yes the gastric band quip was nasty, which is what decided me to praise the article on the same subject by Dame Jenni Murray in the Mail a couple of weeks or so ago. It's accompanied by a lovely photo of her on her bike, complete with stabilisers bought by her son (a MUCH better bike too).

Liz looks a complete mess and she's not even trying to ride the bike properly. Why does the MOS let her do these things? It really is a carp newspaper nowadays.
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