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RATED AARGH! #42 – PUZZLING

I’d much rather spend a quiet afternoon fiddling about with a puzzle box to get into Hell than have to battle some psychotic three-headed mutt. If I wanted to get into Hell.

HEY TONY – GROUP SHOT!

Over the last few months we’ve been treated to some nicely geekgasmic photos from Jon Favreau’s upcoming Iron Man: the original suit, the shiny and steppin’ Mark 4 armor and Tony Stark with his chest of wonder.Since Entertainment Weekly is apparently Paramounts go-to for first-looks, we get yet another image taken from its pages. Though … Continue reading

THE DEVIN’S ADVOCATE: DIE HA_D

Tonight I saw a silly, but entertaining and ultimately enjoyable, Fox movie. But before paying to see Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer, I attended a press screening of Live Free or Die Hard. I cannot give you my review of this cartoonish film that shares only a title and character name in common … Continue reading

HYMN FOR A HITMAN

Have you ever seen that Girls Town movie on MST3K featuring Mel Torme as a juvenile delinquent and Paul Anka cameoing as a choirboy who serenades a young harlot with the "Ave Maria"? I only ask because every time I hear the fucking "Ave Maria", I think of that movie. So color me impressed that … Continue reading

SHIA: SPIELBERG :: STEWART: HITCHCOCK

* Noted CHUD reader and Dodgers enthusiast Shia LaBeouf was dropping all kinds of hints at the Transformers junket about a project he was developing Steven Spielberg (or that Spielberg was developing for him whether he liked it or not – which would be kinda creepy and awesome if it were, like, a small-scale remake … Continue reading

THE AYATOLLAHS OF ROCKNROLLA

This is something like my third update regarding Guy Ritchie’s RocknRolla, and I still have to reacquaint myself with the premise every time I write about it. Couple that with the fact that I never thought Ritchie was all that great to begin with, and you’ll understand why I’m down on this follow-up to the … Continue reading

RUN, MAX, RUN

If you read Where The Wild Things Are as a kid, you’ll understand why I say it’s a childhood touchstone – the kind that morphs into a generational pass-along. Whether it was the dark yet charming Caldecott winning illustrations, the realization of childhood imagination, the ability to dominate fear and subsequently wield its power, or … Continue reading