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Celebrate Today’s 10-Year Anniversary of The Royal Tenenbaums
…by dressing exactly like Richie Tenenbaum for Halloween. We picked out every single piece you’d need to play the part of the tortured, Björn Borg-inspired, Elliott Smith-loving tennis prodigy—including his trusty hunting falcon. Make Wes Anderson proud!
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The Seven Worst Sentences In Chuck Palahniuk’s New Novel
It’s called Damned, and it’s about a teenage girl who dies of a marijuana overdose (??) and winds up in Hell. If this sounds like a book you’d want to read, please first consider this evidence:
Page 33: “I watch the surf crest and break in rolling brown waves on Shit Lake.”
Page 190: “Even through the dirty lenses, fogged with dead flakes of scalp, I can see Adolf Hitler crumpled beside me.”
Page 206: “Looking at me, with Caligula’s shriveled balls worn on my belt, next to that Hitler’s nasty mustache hanging like a tiny scalp, my assorted bloodstained daggers and bludgeons, then wrinkling her button nose, Babette says, ‘You never could accessorize for shit.’”
Page 43: “The group of us skirted around the margin of the flaky, greasy Dandruff Desert, where scorching winds as hot as a billion hair dryers blow the scabs of dead skin into drifts as tall as the Matterhorn.”
Page 175: “The prickly hillocks of discarded finger and toenail parings continue to grow and slough in scratchy avalanches.”
Page 75: “Still climbing, I skirt my way around the wrinkled folds of the labia majora, hauling myself, like Jonathan Swift’s worst nightmare, through the pungent thickets of curling, dense pubic hair.”
Page 176: “The noxious Great Ocean of Wasted Sperm continues to spread, engulfing the hellish landscape around it.”
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The Survivors: Lil Wayne
Our final November cover subject sat down with GQ contributor Claire Hoffman to talk about quitting syrup, getting hooked on skateboarding and running into his father outside of a show. The encounter with his father didn’t go well—that bit is below. The rest of GQ’s interview is here. Tomorrow at GQ.com: an exclusive interview with Lou Reed and his latest recording partner, Metallica.
GQ: Your relationship with your biological father seems complicated. Lil Wayne: He don’t give a shit about me. And I don’t give a shit about him. I know his friends be like, “Damn, nigga. That is not your son. Stop lying. Nigga, you could be living in a motherfucking ranch right now, nigga.” You know, whatever your father’s into, if you’re rich, you’re gonna get him that shit. I would’ve got that nigga all kinda harnesses, ranches—you know what I mean? I saw the nigga recently—I had a show in New Orleans. And I ain’t afraid to put this out there, ‘cause this is just how much I don’t give a fuck about a nigga, and I want people to see how you’re not supposed to be. I was parked at the hotel, and I saw him walking outside the hotel. Just walking back and forth. I’m like, “Look at this nigga! You gotta be looking for me.” If Lil Wayne got a show in New Orleans, the whole of New Orleans knows. Basically, you’re not there for nothing else but me. So I call my man on the bus. I’m like, “Nigga, that’s my daddy.” He’s like, “Word? Oh shit. That nigga looks just like you!” So I tell my man, “Go see what’s up.” So my man goes to holla at him. He tells my man, “Oh. I didn’t know y’all was here. I’m here waiting for this little ho to get off. Get off work from the hotel.” For real? That’s when I was like, “Typical Dwayne Carter.” So that’s what’s up with me and my real father. I don’t want to look like his ass, but I do.
GQ: Are the tattoos a way of not looking like your dad? Lil Wayne: Tattoos are just a way of expressing myself. Me being me. I just went crazy. I don’t know what happened. I think somebody slipped something in my drink, like a drug that’ll make you get, like, a bunch of tattoos.
GQ: How does life look right now through Lil Wayne’s glasses? Lil Wayne: I can describe it like this: Today I was riding up to the venue. I had just woken up, and I looked out the window, and there was like a billion cars in the parking lot. I turned to my girl, and I said, “Isn’t it crazy how all those cars and all those people are there to see me?” And the craziest part was I still could get that feeling. All this time, after all those albums, videos, all those awards and money and groupies and homeys and gangbanging and friends and no-longer friends. That I can still get that feeling, like, “Wow. This is amazing.” That’s what it is to be me. Yeah.
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The Survivors: Lil Wayne
Our final November cover subject sat down with GQ contributor Claire Hoffman to talk about quitting syrup, getting hooked on skateboarding and running into his father outside of a show. The encounter with his father didn’t go well—that bit is below. The rest of GQ’s interview is here. Tomorrow at GQ.com: an exclusive interview with Lou Reed and his latest recording partner, Metallica.
GQ: Your relationship with your biological father seems complicated.
Lil Wayne: He don’t give a shit about me. And I don’t give a shit about him. I know his friends be like, “Damn, nigga. That is not your son. Stop lying. Nigga, you could be living in a motherfucking ranch right now, nigga.” You know, whatever your father’s into, if you’re rich, you’re gonna get him that shit. I would’ve got that nigga all kinda harnesses, ranches—you know what I mean? I saw the nigga recently—I had a show in New Orleans. And I ain’t afraid to put this out there, ‘cause this is just how much I don’t give a fuck about a nigga, and I want people to see how you’re not supposed to be. I was parked at the hotel, and I saw him walking outside the hotel. Just walking back and forth. I’m like, “Look at this nigga! You gotta be looking for me.” If Lil Wayne got a show in New Orleans, the whole of New Orleans knows. Basically, you’re not there for nothing else but me. So I call my man on the bus. I’m like, “Nigga, that’s my daddy.” He’s like, “Word? Oh shit. That nigga looks just like you!” So I tell my man, “Go see what’s up.” So my man goes to holla at him. He tells my man, “Oh. I didn’t know y’all was here. I’m here waiting for this little ho to get off. Get off work from the hotel.” For real? That’s when I was like, “Typical Dwayne Carter.” So that’s what’s up with me and my real father. I don’t want to look like his ass, but I do.GQ: Are the tattoos a way of not looking like your dad?
Lil Wayne: Tattoos are just a way of expressing myself. Me being me. I just went crazy. I don’t know what happened. I think somebody slipped something in my drink, like a drug that’ll make you get, like, a bunch of tattoos.GQ: How does life look right now through Lil Wayne’s glasses?
Lil Wayne: I can describe it like this: Today I was riding up to the venue. I had just woken up, and I looked out the window, and there was like a billion cars in the parking lot. I turned to my girl, and I said, “Isn’t it crazy how all those cars and all those people are there to see me?” And the craziest part was I still could get that feeling. All this time, after all those albums, videos, all those awards and money and groupies and homeys and gangbanging and friends and no-longer friends. That I can still get that feeling, like, “Wow. This is amazing.” That’s what it is to be me. Yeah.[Photograph by Mark Seliger]
Romney’s rhetoric is more informed than Michele Bachmann’s, less nutty than Ron Paul’s, and less self-admiring than Newt Gingrich’s, but his line on Obama’s record on national security and foreign policy is a sham. Obama is responsible for an aggressive assault on Al Qaeda, including the killing of bin Laden, in Pakistan, and of Anwar al-Awlaki, in Yemen. Beginning with his 2009 speech in Cairo, the President has walked a deliberate, effective path on the question of Arab uprisings, encouraging forces of liberation in the region without ignoring the complexities of each country or threatening Iraq-style interventions. He has drawn down forces in Iraq and Afghanistan; awakened to the miserable realities of Pakistan and Iran; and, most recently, played a crucial role, without loss of American lives, in the overthrow of the world’s longest-reigning dictator. If a Republican had been responsible for the foreign-policy markers of the past three years, the Party would be commissioning statues. In Tripoli, Benghazi, and Surt, last week, Obama won words of praise; on Republican debate platforms, there was only mindless posturing. In an election year, the world is too little with us.
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Harry Shum Jr Keeps His Cool
We teamed up with the Glee star to show you how to winterize your wardrobe in style. Check out all the looks then read our bonus interview with “The Man with No Bones.”
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The Survivors: The Black Keys
Today’s exclusive Q+A is with frontman Dan Auerbach of The Black Keys, who talks to GQ’s Devin Gordon about (finally) leaving Akron, his bandmate’s rough romantic life, and the MTV video music award trophy they received that was made out to “The Black-Eyed Peas.” Tomorrow at GQ.com: Jim James of My Morning Jacket.
Do you think the word “survivors”—our theme for this portfolio—accurately applies to you and Pat? Dan Auerbach: Um, do we feel like survivors? Well, I don’t know. It’s a little over-the-top, you know what I mean? I wouldn’t use the term survivor. Like, my uncle was a survivor. He survived the Holocaust. Me? I’m a fucking musician. I play music. I got lucky.
GQ: Maybe persistence is more like it.Dan Auerbach: Yeah. Persistence. There you go. Hard-headedness.
GQ: Why have you guys managed to stick together for so long?Dan Auerbach: I don’t want to be a dickhead, but honestly, it’s because we’re good and because we’ve worked harder than any band I’ve ever met, without a question. We’ve toured harder and done more dates and played for less money. Not mixing a record over and over again, trying to change and grow. But I’ve got to say: it’s probably easier to change and grow when there’s just two of us. Everybody is always like, “Beck is such a chameleon.” And I’m always like, “Of course he’s a fucking chameleon. Nobody tells him what to do. He has to answer to no one—he can do whatever he wants, whenever.” And I think that when you’re in a group, it’s harder to change, because you’ve got to pull everybody with you. Pat and I—you’ve just got to convince one person to try something.
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The Survivors: The Black Keys
Today’s exclusive Q+A is with frontman Dan Auerbach of The Black Keys, who talks to GQ’s Devin Gordon about (finally) leaving Akron, his bandmate’s rough romantic life, and the MTV video music award trophy they received that was made out to “The Black-Eyed Peas.” Tomorrow at GQ.com: Jim James of My Morning Jacket.
Do you think the word “survivors”—our theme for this portfolio—accurately applies to you and Pat?
Dan Auerbach: Um, do we feel like survivors? Well, I don’t know. It’s a little over-the-top, you know what I mean? I wouldn’t use the term survivor. Like, my uncle was a survivor. He survived the Holocaust. Me? I’m a fucking musician. I play music. I got lucky.GQ: Maybe persistence is more like it.
Dan Auerbach: Yeah. Persistence. There you go. Hard-headedness.GQ: Why have you guys managed to stick together for so long?
Dan Auerbach: I don’t want to be a dickhead, but honestly, it’s because we’re good and because we’ve worked harder than any band I’ve ever met, without a question. We’ve toured harder and done more dates and played for less money. Not mixing a record over and over again, trying to change and grow. But I’ve got to say: it’s probably easier to change and grow when there’s just two of us. Everybody is always like, “Beck is such a chameleon.” And I’m always like, “Of course he’s a fucking chameleon. Nobody tells him what to do. He has to answer to no one—he can do whatever he wants, whenever.” And I think that when you’re in a group, it’s harder to change, because you’ve got to pull everybody with you. Pat and I—you’ve just got to convince one person to try something.[Photograph by Mark Seliger]
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So Long, Boob Tube
Perhaps you’ve noticed there’s been a lot of shiny waxed chests parading around on the big screen. (Ahem, Gosling.) And a lot of cock shots on TV (Ahem, True Blood.) Even some long lingering cock shots. (Ahem, Fassbender.) There’s a sexual revolution afoot. And Julieanne Smolinski is not sure this new era of male objectification is working for her:
Part of the problem is vestigial. We’re conditioned to see male nudity and think: funny! Like, say, Will Ferrell’s butt. Or all those naked people in The Full Monty. Our discomfort with the male member has long been mined to make us laugh—Graham Chapman’s penis was actually the first one I’d ever seen. (I’m not counting Mark Wahlberg’s in Boogie Nights, which is really closer in spirit to a Muppet than to a sexual part.) That is, in my opinion, the sole advantage the male apparatus has over the female: Our junk just isn’t as funny. It’s not as kinetic. It will probably never make anyone laugh, nor would it be medically possible to watch a woman’s genitals flop around while she cries, like Jason Segel’s did so memorably in Forgetting Sarah Marshall.
Even aside from the actual cock shot, it’s hard for me to process, let alone get turned on by, all the general eye-fucking of the newly bare male form. When the camera lingers on Justin’s bare-butt musculature, I might as well be trying to get turned on by a Michelangelo sculpture.
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Dwyane Wade Suits Up
Lately Dwyane Wade has been looking just as sharp off the court as he does on, so we asked the Miami Heat superstar to break down his five favorite looks of the season. This is what Dwyane calls his “Throwback Tweed Look”:
“To wear a gray tweed suit, you have to be mature and confident in yourself. Some people can’t pull it off. My thing is that I always want to do something to pop my outfit. The sweater adds that punch of color, and the driving cap grabs attention.”
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Wear It Now: Smokin’ Camels
We recruited the ever stylish rapper Theophilus London to prove that there’s nothing better for fall than a camel-colored topcoat. Check out our selections (and how to wear them) here. [via gqfashion]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltxtwqVHdU1qgj6jvo1_400.jpg)
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Wear It Now: Smokin’ Camels
We recruited the ever stylish rapper Theophilus London to prove that there’s nothing better for fall than a camel-colored topcoat. Check out our selections (and how to wear them) here. [via gqfashion]
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