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Love or hate Marilyn Manson, you have to respect his impeccable taste in women. Sure, fortune and fame can get you anything (or anyone), but I’m still baffled by the homely Manson’s ability to pick up some of the most stunning up n’ coming starlets of the day. Here are a few of his conquests:

Rose McGowan

Actress Rose McGowan is best known for her roles in movies, such as Jawbreaker and Grindhouse, and the television show, Charmed.

She and Manson dated for 3.5 years in the late ’90s and early ’00s, during which time McGowan made headlines appearing at an awards ceremony wearing only a loose net over the front of her body and a cascade of strings across her backside (and oh, what a backside!).

After a two-year engagement, McGowan ended the relationship and Manson moved on to… Read the rest of this entry »

The cast of Bitch Slap!.

This will be my fifth attempt at writing a blog post. Delta, my favorite airline, managed to crush my Acer mini laptop to dust on the flight over to France.

I’m writing from a computer in the American Pavilion where I’m interning during the Cannes Film Festival. It’s not a bad gig: four credit hours and full festival accreditation for hanging out in this cafe on the French Riviera, and all the Sierra Nevada you can drink.

My first red carpet screening was this past Thursday. I gave away my Wednesday ticket to UP! in 3D so I could see the film Fish Tank. It was British director Andrea Arnold’s second feature film, and I was lucky enough to have orchestra seats in the grand Lumiere theater. The film was interesting; apparently shot on Steadicam, it’s a heartwarming tale about a 15-year-old girl and her struggles with family, sleeping with her mom’s boyfriends, and other 15-year-old girl things. All in all, it was a pretty good flick.

The evening started to pick up after the red carpet. The Pavilion was hosting the premier party for Bitch Slap!. Here’s the trailer.

I’d say the film is a mix of Charlie’s Angels and Grindhouse.  Anyway, I found that the women in the film, though extremely sexy,  weren’t worth talking with. I ended up spending the remainder of my evening listening to the lead girl tell me about how great it was to be sexy and know it.

Luckily, it started raining, and I got to make her wear a Hefty bag in lieu of an umbrella.

Take that, vanity!