Last night, at the behest of my girlfriend, I saw the steaming pile of mastodon dung known as The Time Traveler’s Wife. Going in without reading the novel, I carried several misconceptions about the movie. I will now disabuse you of any of said misconceptions that might cause you to accidentally watch this thing…
Apparently having heard enough criticism from Anti-Angelinos (or virtually everyone who doesn’t reside in the city), a local blogger for Metblogs LA has decided to simply post a standard list of grievances against the city and offer up her comments page as a modern day version of the Ninety-Five Theses.
SlashFilm is reporting that several independent producers are going to finally bring Voltron to the big screen, including Dark Knight producer Charles Roven.
As a professional contrarian, I’ve often held to the notion that once something is well-liked by too many people, it can no longer be of decent quality. Despite this tendency, I went into a showing of Box-Office Leader Bruno, last night, with high expectations. Sacha Baron Cohen, in my opinion, had the chance to transcend the usual Hollywood nonsense and become an important satirist — a figure that could actually bring insightful commentary to the increasingly vacuous American public forum of debate. My hopes were soon lost in the nether-regions of a hideously bad movie.
The MEP Report is first to report on this exclusive. Sources have discovered that Jon, of Jon and Kate plus 8, has an illegitimate son. Most news reports have covered Jon’s affair, and others have picked up on his new girlfriend (way to waste no time at all, Jon…). However, MEP report contacts have informed us that the affair was not just a one night stand! “I could have handled that,” said Kate to a friend, “a simple affair would have been fine…but when I heard he had another child, making his total nine to my eight…I just couldn’t stand for that.”
MEP Report photographers have acquired this exclusive photo.
It’s Arnie’s world and the rest of us are just living in it. The San Diego Union Tribune is reporting that California is on the precipice of mandating that debtor institutions accept its IOUs as payment.
While this would nominally allow California to stave off impending fiscal doom, the ramifications of doing so are fantastically interesting.
I’m so tired of these esoteric, emotionally driven movie plot-lines. How many angst-ridden close ups of Ralph Fiennes can a man take? Nobody can be that excruciatingly jilted all of the time!
Things got somewhat supernatural on the Colbert Report this week when the rampaging spirit of Jeff Goldblum burst on air to declare that he hadn’t yet shuffled off the mortal coil, despite his death being reported by multiple Twits.