Hey, America! Hollywood thinks you’re all fucking idiots! Want to prove them wrong? Awesome. Don’t go see Old Dogs next year when it passes through your local megaplex like last night’s Olive Garden. Because you’re inured to the implied insult of studio product like Wild Hogs, I know this is going to be a tough … Continue reading →
Slyvia Plath’s The Bell Jar, the book that makes every guy cringe when they find it adorning a female conquest’s bookshelf, is getting dragged out of women’s lit class again, this time by Julia Stiles and the Plum Pictures trio of Galt Niederhoffer, Celine Rattray and Daniela Taplin Lundberg. A watershed work exploring chronic depression … Continue reading →
Undeterred by his association with The Last Mimzy, Rainn Wilson, best known as the socially awkward Dwight Schrute from The Office, is bravely forging ahead with his big screen acting career, and may very well have found a pair of worthy collaborators in Mark and Brian Gunn (who both hail from the Missouri Gunns what … Continue reading →
When Nick Frost celebrates his birthday, hotel toilets are put to the test. Deport this man now before we’re neck deep in backed-up torte. The floating cigarette butt in the second video is a classy touch. For more of the same… go see Hot Fuzz in theaters now?
This headline is completely misleading. Unlike nearly everyone I know, I rather enjoyed Scott Smith’s The Ruins, the incredibly bleak follow-up novel to his equally bleak A Simple Plan. Though the book doesn’t quite do "for vacations in Mexico what Jaws did for beach weekends on Long Island" as Stephen King logrolling-ly claimed, it is … Continue reading →
Though I personally get a kick out of driving easily flippable SUVs, it’s my understanding that most of the country would rather keep all four wheels fixed firmly to the road*. One such person is Donna Bailey, a single mother who was nearly killed when her Ford Explorer rolled as a result of a design … Continue reading →
That three-year break the Coens took between The Ladykillers and No Country for Old Men must’ve been quite the bracer. Principal photography is still a few months away on Burn After Reading, and, already, the brothers have lined up their third post-hiatus feature with Focus and Working Title. It’s called A Serious Man, and… that’s … Continue reading →
Would you believe "The Script Stinks"? Actually, I’m not sure I would. Though IESB, the site currently running neck-and-neck with the hard-charging Collider for this year’s "Oh, Don Piano!" trophy (carefully judged by our own Devin Faraci), is citing anonymous sources claiming Rachel Weisz backed out of Rob Cohen’s The Mummy 3: Curse of the … Continue reading →
Devin’s been all over the idiocy of Paul W.S. Anderson’s satire-free remake of Death Race 2000, which, according to The Hollywood Reporter, will now bear the imaginative moniker Death Race. Devoid of camp or parody, the movie is ludicrous; it’s about a cross-country race where contestants are awarded points for running down civilians. If Anderson … Continue reading →
There was a time long ago, way back in 2004, when it appeared Lindsay Lohan might become her generation’s Ann-Margart tinged with a bit of Lucille Ball, but somewhere between Mean Girls and flashing her cooter to the public without charging so much as a quarter, she became the laughing stock of Hollywood (i.e. when … Continue reading →