Runaways from this one.

In 1975, teenage girls did not play in rock bands. They did not sing sexually enticing songs. If anything, they sang slow, sappy love songs, just like ones their parents listened to. Then along came the Runaways.

The Runaways, a new biopic of sorts by writer-director Floria Sigismondi, shows a potentially interesting story, but is peopled with some not-so-interesting characters. It is the story of one of the first successful female rock singers, Joan Jett (Kristen Stewart), and her band, The Runaways, which began their career with Cherie Currie (Dakota Fanning) as their lead singer.

During the course of the film, only Jett and Currie receive most of the attention from Sigismondi. The other three band members stay in the background, as obscure as Jett and Currie are one-dimensional. At first, Jett and Currie seem like little more than self-absorbed, sullen, spoiled teens. At the end, they are self-absorbed, sullen, spoiled teens who have experienced fame, drugs, sexual freedom and adulation. But they're still not interesting.

The one glistening light in The Runaways Michael Shannon's role as Fowley, the snide, vicious, conceited, over drugged, and oversexed manager of The Runaways. His superb acting was utterly unlike anything else in the film.

Overall, The Runaways is a tale we've heard 100 times, like another three-chord bar-band rock anthem: the ascent, decent and demise of you name it. A band. A career. An enterprise.

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Yankee Hater!

I was really excited that we got to write about anything we wanted this week because I've been holding this in for a while now. I STRONGLY DISLIKE THE NEW YORK YANKEES! there I said it. To me they are the epitome of what a baseball team should be. All the players on the team are "pretty boys" who only care about making money and their public image, they don't care about the game it's self.

What makes this worse is the fact that my own mother is a die-hard Yankees fan while myself, my sister, my brother, and my father are all die-hard Boston Red Sox fans. Luckily for us her only good comeback when we make fun of A-Rod and Jeter is "where's your ring?"

Everything about the Yankees irks me-they way they run out on the field, the way they stand when they bat, even their smirks when they make a catch. It humors me that they get more credit for spending so much money on new stadium, then they did for their ball playing skills.

I just think they are a bunch of "pretty boys" who only care about making money and how it makes them look to the public. There, I feel so much better being able to get that off my chest and for all you Yankee lovers out there, does you team care about anyone but themselves?....nope, and do they have an awesome song written about them?( Sox fans you know what I'm talking about) I don't think so!