I hope Alan Moore goes to see Stardust. His work has never been treated with such reverence as Matthew Vaughn shows Neil Gaiman, but the film instills hope that it might be. Whether or not Moore buys a ticket, you definitely should. Not to make the point too directly, but it’s a wonderful piece of … Continue reading →
We should have seen this coming. I mean, really. It’s just that Wizard World Chicago, once the biggest comic book convention after San Diego, doesn’t seem to matter so much anymore, even if it is technically still second in line. But with The Dark Knight doing a bunch of location shooting in Chicago, it makes … Continue reading →
There’s nothing wrong with the dreadful Skinwalkers that couldn’t be fixed, which is why I hate it so much. I knew it was headed in the wrong direction when Cronenberg was no longer listed as an executive producer, and never did have faith that Jason Behr could project depth beyond his shaving commercial stubble to … Continue reading →
You mention that you still want to do a superhero film. You’ve been attached to Thor – is that still happening?’I’m not attached. We’re still discussing it. I’m interested in it. That’s from Devin’s interview with Matthew Vaughn that ran a few hours ago, though it was recorded about a week back. Now you don’t … Continue reading →
I’m tired and there’s really no preamble that can do anything to dress this story up, so here it is: Warner Independent is going to remake Enter The Dragon, with Kurt Sutter, executive producer of The Shield, handling both writing and directing duties. Sutter’s take will be a little different from the version we know: … Continue reading →
There’s a moment about halfway into Rush Hour 3 that sums it up nicely. Having evaded goons in the Parisian sewer system, Inspector Lee (Jackie Chan) and James Carter (Chris Tucker) arrive at their fancy hotel stinking of shit. In the elevator, reeking and dripping, also rides the French actress Silvie Laguna. (You might remember … Continue reading →
Just the other day, I was talking to a friend about ex-Pythons. He was booking Michael Palin for a personal appearance, and mentioned that a co-worker considered him the sexy Python. I agreed, and when John Cleese’s name was brought up as a rogueish alternate, I rebuffed the argument. He’s aged poorly, I said, and … Continue reading →
I’ve heard a lot of different things from people who have spoken to Chris Tucker over the years: he’s manic, he’s aggressive, he’s evasive. When I sat down at a small roundtable with him today, evasive was the only one that possibly applied. This version of Tucker, six years out of the spotlight, was affable … Continue reading →
Paul Bartel’s original Death Race 2000 is a full-blown non-guilty pleasure. It’s a fantastically fun movie with satire that’s cheap but biting and a memorable bunch of setpieces despite a budget that makes Dungeon Seige‘s craft service pockets look deep. Paul W.S. Anderson’s remake promises to be something significantly smaller. It already sounds terminally calculated: … Continue reading →