Getting indignant over remakes of our favorite movies may be old hat, but it’s not always unwarranted. Remember "The Case of The Film-Going Fuck Chassis Who Mistook Mel Brooks’s To Be Or Not to Be for an Original"? Though this is hardly epidemic, the rise of the amateur critic via the internet is endangering the … Continue reading →
Casting news out of Hollywood is coming fast and furious with Das Strike looming (I’m actually “in final negotiations” for The Larry B. Scott Story. It’s good work if you can get it). That means actors and actresses are getting good, bad, and ugly options offered to them like never before. For Scarlett Johansson – … Continue reading →
For over a year now I’ve been doing weekly appearances on Playboy Radio on Sirius (website), discussing the new releases, chit-chatting with the hosts and Playmates, and on one occasion in studio, not touching the exposed beautiful breast of a naked cover girl. Pussy be thy name. It’s been a lot of fun working without … Continue reading →
For over a year now I’ve been doing weekly appearances on Playboy Radio on Sirius (website), discussing the new releases, chit-chatting with the hosts and Playmates, and on one occasion in studio, not touching the exposed beautiful breast of a naked cover girl. Pussy be thy name. It’s been a lot of fun working without … Continue reading →
Just when Jamie Foxx gets back into my good graces with a nice, nuanced performance in The Kingdom, he goes and indulges his worst glory-seeking interests by taking the lead in The Soloist, a true-life biopic (ugh) centered on the heartbreaking tale of Nathaniel Ayers, who tumbled from being a Juilliard prodigy to schizophrenic and … Continue reading →
Y’all know me. Know how I feel about men fightin’ in the nude. And now you know how David Cronenberg and Viggo Mortensen – with their second collaboration, Eastern Promises – feel about it, too (courtesy of The Globe and Mail‘s Liam Lacey): "But the scene that will undoubtedly prove the major talking point of … Continue reading →
There’s really no point in rehashing the love of Apatow this week, is there? The film to see, undoubtedly, is Superbad. Jump on it. AS SUMMER COMES TO A CLOSE The internet allows for expediency heretofore unimagined, so let’s do an analysis of the summer grosses, shall we? This week: THE WINNERS (sort of)! # … Continue reading →
I have a feeling time is of the essence on this story, so here, sans swipes at Batman Begins‘ moronic third act, are a bunch of highly unauthorized pictures from The Dark Knight (you can find more at Worst Previews): "Nope, that’s just a zit, not a Manitou." "I’m sorry, Joker, but I’m a big … Continue reading →
UPDATED! Scroll down below the first poster for the new goods. Alright, this is a lot better. After the filigree and font-heavy design of the first one-sheet, I’m psyched for the old-school simplicity of this new design. It’s stark and simple, like some of the ’60s and ’70s western posters I used to have on … Continue reading →
Here’s something slightly different from Der Komedy Kommandant Judd Apatow: a full-blown parody of music biopics. Judging from its just-released trailer, Walk Hard is going to play much more broadly in the Adam McKay/Will Ferrell vein. And following his bravura turn as the puppy-dog faithful Cal Naughton, Jr. in Talladega Nights, I can’t think of … Continue reading →