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But whether you want to admit it or not, you probably have heard of Snooki, Lisa Vanderpump or Kim Kardashian.

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Reality TV is dismissed as guilty pleasure, low brow.

But how did Vegas become “Sin City”? From the genesis of shotgun weddings, to film portrayals of the mob-era, to the social engineering behind mega-casinos…season 2 of Spectacle explores the fabulous, the incorrigible, Las Vegas. An oasis in the desert, a mirage - a playground for adults replete with casinos, showgirls, and all-you-can-eat buffets. It's a city that has defined popular culture. Spectacle: True Crime is available June 23rd. From Neon Hum Media and Sony Music Entertainment. For advertising opportunities, contact 3: This season of Spectacle delves into the history of true crime - from the cases that shook us to our core, to its passionate audience, and what narratives and stereotypes it reinforces in our culture. From reality TV to true crime, Spectacle simultaneously celebrates and critiques the media, people and places that define us.

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Terrorists don’t like dirty jokes.Spectacle is a series that analyzes the cultural and societal implications of your guilty pleasures. People get burned on barbecue grills, people get scraped up playing softball, but no American was ever hurt by listening to dirty jokes. At every Fourth of July celebration in this great nation of ours, everyone wants hot dogs, softball and dirty jokes (some people can’t afford hot dogs and softball, but dirty jokes are universal). and the NASCAR boys (great name for a band) tell dirty jokes.

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Our movie is the funniest people in the world today swearing a lot. It says a lot more than “NC-17 - for Language,” and we didn’t have to pay for it. Unspeakable Obscenity.” That says everything. If this is a movie you want to see, someone will tell you about it. The two of us don’t need to have to deny our phony torrid off-screen romance in the tabloids just to advertise our movie. The studios need your money more than we do. It’s a motherhubbard! We don’t want to offend anyone we want to make people laugh - and if you don’t laugh at scatological words and street-corner descriptions of sexual perversity, why don’t you go see “Mr. If the F-word, C-word, L-word, G-word, or E-word (I’m just making them up now), has ever bugged you, oh, fudge, you are not going to like this movie. But if any word has ever offended you (just the word, not the idea or the context), you can be sure that ever-so-bad word is in our movie - so stay the heck away. If you want to see 105 comedians riffing on the same filthy joke, see it. The invisible hand of the marketplace will have the only voice. We think America needs superstars talking filthy dirty and laughing about it.

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We’re just putting it out, like free Americans. We saved the fee, the postage (and the possible bootlegging) of sending off the DVD to the powers that be. We didn’t get a rating for the simple reason that we didn’t ask for one. We made the movie exactly the way we wanted to - the comedian Paul Provenza and me, a few dozen of our famous friends, some consumer cameras, a computer and some editing software. It’s got no piece of paper from the freakin’ man. Our preview is rated, and it got a “G,” for golly gosh - but the movie ain’t rated nothing.

It’s being presented unrated to the great American public. No one disagrees with my hatred of wedding rock cover bands with electric cellos, so let’s move on to anonymous unelected ratings boards - like the MPAA - which I’m just as annoyed by.ĭan (I can call him that we’re kinda sorta family), had heard about our little movie “The Aristocrats.” We’re releasing it later this month, but we decided not to get it rated by the MPAA. of America president is a close friend of the bride’s dad, so there we were, screaming pleasantries over a wedding combo with a cello playing rocking Dave Matthews covers. Being an atheist teetotaler, I’m not much for weddings or parties but, to carny trash, free food is free food. I bumped into MPAA big cheese Dan Glickman at a party after the wedding of my wife’s cousin.

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