Brett Berk

The third film in the amazing Step Up franchise was released last week, but it took me until today to finally write a review of it for the webby folks over at Vanity Fair. Why? Because I’m a lazy sack of shit. Well, not really. Because I’ve been busy with other stuff, because the movie didn’t come to the crappy multiplex by our house Upstate, and because I really had to think hard in order to ask, and answer, the titular question.

If you’d like to find out what all of this nonsense means, and why the movie should have included more showering, click on over to VF.com and read the write up.

Everyone’s talking about Steven Slater (AKA the Enraged Jet Blue Flight Attendant) and Breffny Flynn (AKA the Head-Butting Upper West Sider) in adulatory and reverent tones. But are these two really “American Heroes?”

Find out by clicking here to read my political analysis of New York’s recent Howard Beale moments for Vanity Fair.

I recently spent some time in the drivers seat of a pair of Benzes: an E550 Convertible and an E350 Estate. And their marked similarity, and dissimilarity, inspired me to reprise a fairy/fairy-tale title from Stick Shift’s past.

Check out my silly review for the Vanity Fair website, by putting it in drive right here.

I perform an analysis of the historic California gay marriage decision, and offer up some advice on how to best impact on the case’s eventual trajectory toward the Supreme Court, for the Vanity Fair website.

Note: My plan involves bribery, and speaks directly to “Friends of Dorothy”. Click here, to begin clicking your heels together, bitches.

The Gay Uncle makes a triumphant return to the virtual pages of Momlogic with this instructive piece on how (and how not) to deal with your unruly child on a three-hour flight.

NOTE: Air Sickness bags play a fun and exciting role.

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The Gay Uncle has his fingers in a whole host of proverbial pies. One of them encompasses his role as Academic Adviser to the Children’s Advertising Review Unit of the Council of Better Business Bureaus (CARU). This is the group that is responsible for creating and enforcing the rules that govern consumer messages (ads, and the like) aimed at kids, and protecting them from nefarious practices.

CARU has just produced a series of new Public Service Announcements aimed at encouraging parents to pay attention to where their kids are going on line both in order to help kids understand the potential perils of their behavior, and to alert them to the fact that CARU is a resource for more information on how to talk to your kids about navigating the world of consumerism. These spots are titled “Do You Know Where Your Children Are…On the Internet?” and star TV mom Catherine Hicks (from “7th Heaven.”) Just click here, and you can scroll through and view all three of the thirty second videos.

My eleven year-old niece and I took a road trip together to Provincetown last weekend in a BMW 335i Convertible. Can you say “Girls Just Want to Have Fun?”

Check out the travelogue and car review over at the Vanity Fair website by clicking right here.

In an uncharacteristically low-ball lob, I created a slide-show this week for my online car column at Vanity Fair. Its subject? Ten cars that look exactly like adorable animals. You will not believe how fucking CUTE it is!

Click here to be placed into a cuddliness coma.

I had the good fortune of landing two tiny automobile-related pieces in a pair of print mags this month. If you’re interested in reading them, you can either play a game of Where’s Waldo and attempt to locate them in the actual hard copy, or you can click beneath and view them that way.

(Sorry for my mad-shitty technical skills. I’m sure there’s a much lovelier way to render this.
But I don’t know it.)

The Acura RL is just like Jennifer Grey, Warhol’s “Empire”, and Skeet Ulrich. Find out how in my review of Honda’s upscale brand’s top-notch offering, over at the Vanity Fair website.

Click here to get a wheel.