Michael Fassbender to try on two costumes for size; The Hunger Games ups their drama quotient; HBO has a date with your DVR; Keri Russell makes some interesting choices; Kevin Smith isn’t a hockey player even though he plays one in his wardrobe; Olivia Munn is a journalist, no really; Wayne Brady will not be ignored. Continue reading
Hollywood decides to uncomplicate the royals and goes with a simple name; HBO decides not to give us another movie about the lineage of Fox News; Charlie Sheen is somewhere perfecting his smug bastardry; Seth Meyers to find a daytime television suit of armor; web series give actors something to do. Continue reading
Danny McBride rescues his hair from Sam Worthington and returns to Eastbound & Down ; More superheroes no one asked for; Glee‘s students return to high school we guess; Spidey to challenge The Avengers to a money duel; we lose a great actor from the sliver screen; we get our next ‘Tribute’; Terry Crews spreads his power; and Lifetime will probably make us cry — this has nothing to do with Lindsay Lohan. Continue reading
I love movies. More importantly, I love seeing movies before almost everyone else. Certain movies will get me to the theater at midnight, so I figured I’d see them first and write a review the next day so you can get a real review from someone that isn’t a Hollywood hack.
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It looks like we’re going to continue seeing how news teams handled the past while it’s the present for another season; Norman Bates will have pimples; Bristol Palin to talk about pimples and child rearing at bedtime; Ryan Reynolds’ suck streak continues; Stay at Schrute Farms, tell ’em Mose sent you, even if we can’t find him. Continue reading
Today marks the release of Magic Mike, the big, whopping, man-o-sex, pulsing abs and buttock show that promises to be a thing of sensational acting and even better lookee-loo eyeball cocaine. Ok. Maybe not quite the first thing, even though the movie’s racked up a Stripper Candy Spectacular 79% on the tomatometer. So this may mean something not terrible for walking butter stick, Channing Tatum, right? Apparently. Continue reading
Maybe the better question would be: Is Seth MacFarlane the jackass? In the June 18th edition of The New Yorker, there appears an article that should be one of that magazine’s typical pop culture pufferies; clever, knowing, in-depth, but not too taxing. You know the ones: Tad Friend usually writes them. I usually eat them up. I’m not looking for a scathing take-down of Andrew Stanton or The Artist or Anna Faris, I just want more information than I knew before, a few telling details, some cultural context, a little inside dope and a diverting read. Continue reading
Will Smith wants off the sequel ride…kinda; we still hate Michael Bay and so apparently do The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles; Strafe and roll with Splinter Cell; Ethan Hawke is truly a gossip; Matt Damon shaves his head and finds his tense face again; Django is still casting because that’s not at all scary.
Hey guys, I know it’s been like forever since we had a Caller, so here’s one to knock the dust off it. Continue reading
Whether in the wee hours of the morning or the late nights of Adult Swim, 2D beauties have graced our TVs for as long as we can remember. But we don’t have to be shallow just because they lack a dimension. These toons’ brains, hearts, and occasional super powers give them depth beyond the flat screen.
Six sexy sketches after the jump.
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Oh, Prometheus. You were supposed to be that great big movie behemoth that would charge up a flailing movie genre like no other. Continue reading