King of Queens is probably best known among the geek contingent as the sitcom that kept Patton Oswalt gainfully employed for nine seasons, but, judged against its admittedly shitty prime time competition, it was also an innocuous, occasionally funny showcase for the likable Kevin James. Granted, I only watched maybe five whole episodes of the … Continue reading →
I have no idea what four years of co-starring on NBC’s inexplicably long-running Las Vegas has done for Molly Sims’s acting chops; all I know is, the wear-and-tear of a soon-to-be-syndicated network drama has not had a deleterious effect on her looks. So while I could employ some knee-jerk snark and assume Sims was cast … Continue reading →
Now that Sir Ben Kingsley has worked with the great and powerful Dr. Uwe Boll (on 2005’s tremendously affecting BloodRayne), the temptation to call it a career and coast on His glory must be overwhelming. And yet Kingsley continues to work steadily and indiscriminately, hopping from one project to another with little regard to the … Continue reading →
When Charlie Wilson’s War screened last week to muted enthusiasm from critics, the 2007 awards season race was suddenly without a frontrunner. Actually, most prognosticators had already downgraded Mike Nichols’s film based on an uncertain marketing push and (steadfastly denied) rumors of reshoots, but the picture’s Oscar-friendly pedigree demanded too much respect. Also, Aaron Sorkin’s … Continue reading →
Does the sound of Michelle Trachtenberg trying to fuck her father (Matthew Perry) as a seventeen-year-old boy (Zac Efron) get you hot? What’s that? You’d just prefer the sight of Trachtenberg performing lazy, heroin-fueled sex with Perry in a dingy motel room off of Route 6 in Freemont, Ohio? Me too. Sadly, this is not … Continue reading →
I don’t mean to toot my own trumpet, but I got by far the best answer out of Will Smith at today’s I Am Legend press conference. And all I had to do was ask about the latest on Empire, his next collaboration with Michael Mann. Granted, I didn’t get much in the way of … Continue reading →
If anyone is qualified to repair the damaged state of acting in America, it is Anthony Abeson. And if you didn’t know the craft was in crisis, spend an hour or so talking with the highly credentialed acting coach, and see if you aren’t suddenly incensed over the film and television industry’s rigorously superficial approach … Continue reading →
A couple of months ago, John Cusack was being touted as a Best Actor contender for his performance as a grieving father of two in James C. Strouse’s Grace is Gone; now, he’s considered an also-ran (as is the movie in general despite a brand new score from Mr. Oscar himself, Clint Eastwood). Motherfuckin’ vicissitudes… … Continue reading →
If you live in Los Angeles and read CHUD regularly, this update shouldn’t be necessary. But just in case you’ve been busy lately and/or are a fucking idiot, here’s your friendly reminder that The Wright Stuff begins this Sunday!!! For two weeks this December (and if we’re lucky, maybe more), Edgar Wright is going to … Continue reading →