Wokes hate American babes: Wokies mad at Sydney Sweeney and Sabrina Carpenter

I like both of them - of course the wokes naturally hate their appeal

 

can't believe the NY Times likes Sydney Sweeney

https://www.nytimes.com/2025/08/11/opinion/sydney-sweeney-secret.html

Sydney Sweeney Has a Secret
Aug. 11, 2025
By Frank Bruni
Mr. Bruni is a contributing Opinion writer who was on the staff of The Times for more than 25 years.

Those of us with insomnia have shamefully low bars for our late-night television viewing, which is how I justify my acquaintance with “Echo Valley,” a bonkers new Apple TV+ movie about a mother’s sacrifices for her drug-crazed daughter. It requires not so much the suspension of disbelief as the incineration of it. But it gives its actors a lurid excess of opportunities to suffer nobly or scheme nefariously, so it lured A-listers such as Julianne Moore, whom I’ll follow into almost any valley, gulch or gorge of her choosing, and Domhnall Gleeson, who’d be riveting reciting a recipe for porridge.

Also Sydney Sweeney, who steals the movie from them both.

She plays the cursed daughter to Moore’s mom, though “plays” doesn’t do the performance justice. She reels. Rages. Combusts. During one sequence, as she asks and then terrorizes Moore for money, her desperation metastasizes into a hysteria so raw and so real that I gasped.

Forget Sweeney’s “great jeans.” She has great talent.

Not that anyone would know that from the overwrought, omnipresent, cynically engineered chatter about Sweeney’s cheeky ad campaign for American Eagle. Over the past few weeks, Sweeney the actor has been swallowed whole by Sweeney the pitchwoman, Sweeney the provocateur, Sweeney the partisan chew toy, Sweeney the political riddle. I say that not out of sympathy for her — she’s obviously a willing, witting participant in at least some of this. I say it out of sadness for the rest of us and for a society in which attention is a greater currency than artistry, professional distinction is too often a mere steppingstone to ambient celebrity and objects of admiration turn into endlessly deconstructed objects of curiosity, both against their wishes and by their own design.

Can’t actors just be actors, musicians just musicians and athletes just athletes without conscription into our culture wars? Must they exploit their prominence for maximum profit or be exploited as social media fodder? I barely remember the performances that won Gwyneth Paltrow and Matthew McConaughey their Oscars; those golden moments receded behind the dross of all the merchandising they’ve done, all the cultural baggage they took on, as they traveled a drearily familiar arc from being celebrated for their artistic achievements to being famous for being famous.

George Clooney — whose suavity has been used to hawk watches, coffee, tequila — won praise for his lead role in the Broadway production of “Good Night and Good Luck” this year, but I bet more Americans are familiar with the role he played in last year’s presidential race, entering the fray by publicly questioning President Joe Biden’s cognitive state and beseeching him not to run for re-election. Starring alongside Clooney in the 2024 election was Beyoncé, who blessed the use of her song “Freedom” as a campaign anthem for Vice President Kamala Harris and took the stage with her at a Houston rally — an appearance that President Trump recently railed against, calling for a criminal investigation into it. Amid such ridiculousness, a person could briefly lose track of Beyoncé’s musical genius. And of her own denim evangelizing — for Levi’s.

Not all celebrity endeavors and endorsements are created equal. Occasionally they reflect genuine conviction, real caring, altruistic goals. But there’s something crass and confusing about so many successful entertainers’ readiness to stray into just about any arena of American life. And there’s something about the digital age and social media that has mixed their various ventures together more thoroughly than ever before, into a sort of all-purpose dough, a.k.a. brand, that can be stretched, shaped and cooked this way and that, in accordance with a star’s appetite for influence and income.

Sweeney’s hunger is immense, as Doreen St. Félix observed in an excellent essay in The New Yorker. “She spoke plainly, in an interview from three years ago, about how acting can’t pay her bills,” St. Félix wrote. “She takes advertising deals that seem beneath her.” In The Times, Yola Mzizi tallied the sources of Sweeney’s supplemental income: “She’s smiling while holding up a face cream in an ad on the subway and pops up when customers are placing orders at Baskin Robbins. She’s taking awkward selfies with the latest Samsung flip phone or trying to convince you that pink fuzzy loafers are cool. She sells her bath water.” That’s not to mention her swimsuit collection. And she reportedly has a lingerie line in the works.

That frenzy of commercialism distinguishes Sweeney, who’s all of 27. So does her instinct for impact. While she and the creators of the American Eagle ads couldn’t have foreseen the exact chain of events by which those ads would become a cultural flashpoint — the supposedly widespread outrage among progressives was exaggerated and promoted by right-wing agitators, as Ken Bensinger and Stuart A. Thompson wrote in The Times — they must have sensed that the exaltation of her “blue eyes” and the genes/jeans wordplay would draw a certain kind of notice. Generate a certain manner of discourse. And that Sweeney, Sweeney, Sweeney would be discussed ad nauseam.

But not in terms of the accomplishments that initially brought her renown and made her current ubiquity possible. The fuss over Sweeney’s body obscures an extraordinary body of work. “The White Lotus,” “Euphoria,” “The Handmaid’s Tale,” “Sharp Objects” — she’s prestige TV royalty. For a reason: She nails almost every role and almost every scene.

Her performance in the 2023 HBO movie “Reality” — about Reality Winner, the N.S.A. contractor convicted of leaking a classified intelligence report to The Intercept — is an exquisitely subtle wonder in which the slightest shifts in her posture and the fleeting darting of her eyes convey the secrets she’s keeping and the control she’s on the verge of losing as two F.B.I. agents press her to come clean about what she has done.

Her performance in the 2024 horror flick “Immaculate” — about a mysteriously pregnant nun-to-be — is the operatic opposite of that. It culminates in howls of fury that maintain their bone-rattling, bloodcurdling intensity longer than seems humanly possible. They transform the movie, a dollar-store descendant of “Rosemary’s Baby,” into a grotesque, gory analogue of “Sophie’s Choice.”

I like to think that if I had a gift like Sweeney’s, I’d be purely devoted to it. Wholly sated by it. And too grateful for my genes to care much about my or anybody else’s jeans.

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High schools back in the 80s before the woke shiitheads contaminated with their poison.

 

Ahh here's our safe place. Let's post about them woke damn liberals ruining wait where are the Epstein Files?

 

Attention
@basso
@Space Ghost
@Os Trigonum

Your friend @tinman is developing an unhealthy obsession with Sydney Sweeney

Please intervene on his ass and help him realize that she is not in love with him , and they have no future together

@tinman , you are free to jerk off to whomever you want to , but please ... The rest of the bbs doesn't need to know .

 

I take it you're more of a Taylor Swifty?



probably deserves its own Swifty thread

 

Nah I'm not into blondes.

In other news I've got some video of @tinman 's latest attempt to woo Mrs Sweeney

 

This thread is sincerely hilarious. A bunch of fat ugly boomers having sexual thoughts about a girl who wouldn't touch them in real life if the world depended on it

 

Not into blondes? In other news I got news for you....

 

related

 

Better than having sexual thoughts about Joe Biden like you frequently do. Lol

 

Not nearly as hilarious as this one

https://bbs.clutchfans.net/threads/...-cultists-thread.323548/page-56#post-15836119

 

Old fat boomers salivating over a female who probably thinks they're ugly losers is 1000x more pathetic