Every so often we run across a photo on the world wide web that triggers a variety of reactions. This photo we saw on Deadspin of Baron Davis hanging out with the Albas in Cabo is one of them.
The Various Reactions:
1) Who the fuck is that chick to the left? Holy shit. Is she sucking in or does her stomach just look like that?
2) Is that a GD barbwire tattoo on Cash Warren’s left arm? He just went up another notch on the turd-o-meter. And he was already in upper 95th percentile.
3) Sprite and bottled waters? Are they at the beach or rehab? Where are the beers and boiled peanuts?
5) Is it evil that we still kind of want Cash Warren to trip into oncoming traffic despite the fact we know he’s a dad now? Would it be less evil if we’re knowingly prepared to take on his fatherly duties?
6) Does that chick to left have representation? Is she an Alba? Is Baron tapping it? How come when we hit the beach in Mexico it’s all fat chicks trying to sell us baja jackets? Where’s the equity?
Editor’s Note: We realize following up a Clay Aiken article with a Broadway musical article is a bit risky, but we’re going there.
We haven’t seen a musical since our third grade teacher told us Cats would be just like watching a live action episode of Thundercats. It wasn’t. But something tells us that a stage adaptation of American Psycho could be just the thing to get us back to the theater.
Both the Ellis novel and the movie ARE AWESOME. The movie is an especially underrated comedy. Christian Bale doesn’t get close to the credit he deserves for his ability to deadpan (”I have to return some videotapes”). We’re pretty sure he was just laying the sarcasm on pretty thick for his mom and his sister. So if the makers of the musical can translate that tone to the stage, then make sure they incorporate the following crucial elements, we may be in.
Crucial Elements:
TONS of Hughie Lewis. And the News. And other assorted 80’s tunes.
Verbatim pre-execution music criticism monologues followed by a Gallagher-esque spraying of the audience with fake blood (that tastes like strawberries).
Hot chick stage nudity, not Katherine Turner stage nudity.
We wanted to write something today about the new Dane Cook / Kate Hudson movie, My Best Friend’s Girl, which opens this weekend, but we couldn’t really find an angle outside of “Holy shit that movie looks terrible” and “Man, Dane Cook is the worst” and “Thank god Alec Baldwin is in it or there might be multiple cases of theater stabbings”.
Then we visited Dane Cook’s IMDb page and — much like after our first visit to a massage parlor — all became clear. Take a look (click to enlarge):
That’s right, playing some douchebag named “Tank” in My Best Friend’s Girl is the most recent entry. There’s nothing else. Nothing “completed” or “filming” or in “pre-” or “post-production” like on just about every other mainstream actor’s page (Jason Statham’s for example…Crank 2!). Sure, there’s the “2 in-development” credits listed at the top but that just means losers with nothing better to do can pay IMDb to find out that Dane is willing to give out handjobs for meetings with studio execs.
Our long national Dane Cook nightmare may soon be over. All it took was a slew of unfunny movies to convince Hollywood of what the rest of us already knew: Dane Cook isn’t funny. We have to imagine once this crapfest with Kate Hudson gets beat in the box office by Sam Jackson going Cape Fear on an interracial couple it will mark the end of seeing Dane’s name at the top of any credits. That also means not seeing him during commercial breaks, and not seeing him on the side of city buses, and not reading stories about how a bunch of Massholes thought it would be a good idea to name yesterday Dane Cook Day.
Sleep easier tonight, our friends. We know we will.
(Editor’s Note: Who else plans to DVR Mr. 3000 next time it’s on cable?)
Bangkok Dangerouslooks so GD hilarious it got us to thinking about other action movies that are actually comedies. Not action flicks with intentional comedy elements, we’re talking unintentional comedy at its finest. Here are some of our favorites. We’ve limited the list to one movie per actor because we didn’t want this thing to turn into Stallone’s IMDb page.
You haven’t lived until you’ve witnessed Howie Long as a fire-fighting action star. We own the DVD because this flick is the only thing that can cheer us up after a truly horrendous day. The axe-out-of-the-water scene is pretty much the awesomest scene in cinematic history.
Speaking of Stallone, of all the comedic material there is to choose from we go Over the Top for several reasons: A) It’s about arm wrestling, B) Sly’s character has a patented backwards hat turn, C) Scenes with the gay son are tremendous, and D) Someone painted the below picture. If you go Cobrain this spot we won’t argue.
We’ve got a lot of football related things to get to today so we’re going to make this brief: Brett Ratner is the worst. Who is Brett Ratner? Why, he’s the hobbit looking director responsible for such crapfests as X-Men: The Last Stand and Rush Hour III. At first we didn’t think the guy was all that bad. He made some good but not great movies. But being the industry insiders we are we came to realize fairly quickly that Ratner is in fact a debilitating douchebag.
And now to top things off this weasel has signed Eddie Murphy to do Beverly Hills Cop 4, which will undoubtedly make two ass clowns a bunch of money despite being the worst movie ever made. Al Gore needs to finish that time machine he’s building NOW. Because we need to borrow that bitch and go back in time and off some people in their primes. Namely Eddie Murphy.
Seriously, if you live in LA and see this midget Ratner anywhere near a flight of stairs, kick him down those stairs. It will be just like that scene in Get Shorty, only much easier because Ratner’s a tubby elf.
Here’s the trailer for Fast & Furious (aka The Fast and the Furious 4), which reunites the cast from the award winningcritically acclaimed original. Let’s dive in.
What We Know:
It’s a lot easier to make the sequel no one originally wanted to make when the cast isn’t getting any other offers.
Nick Cage is one of our favorite actors. Not so much for his acting, more so for his dedication to unintentional comedy. Over the last few years we’ve grown to appreciate him even more as he’s gone as far as to sacrifice his hair for the sake of audience laughs. We’re pretty sure it all started when Nick rewatched Con Air on TNT one hungover Sunday and came to the realization that funny hair will make any unintentionally hilarious movie even more unintentionally hilarious. Ever since then he’s taken things to a whole new level. Here’s the best of…
The Con Air Hair. Where it all started. Fingers crossed Nick catches this flick on cable again in the next few months and decides every character he plays going forward should have a Southern accent.
The Next Hair. How our local Blockbuster has this flick filed under “Action” is beyond us. Fucking hysterical.
If you’ve seen the trailer for or have read anything about Babylon A.D.– the new Vin Diesel sci-fi flick — you’re probably well aware that it’s going to suck. And even if you’ve never heard of Babylon A.D. you would probably guess it’s going to suck once you found out it stars Vin Diesel. That guy lost you somewhere betweenThe Pacifierand dressing up like Ice Cube for the XXX sequel.
But before all that Vin Diesel was in a few of movies that weren’t completely unwatchable. Five to be exact.
Saving Private Ryan. Diesel must have been sitting on naked pictures of Spielberg and that kid who played Short Round, because there’s really no explanation as to how he got cast in Saving Private Ryan. The dude had virtually nothing on his resume at the time yet some how lands a supporting gig next to a bunch of really talented actors in one of the best flicks ever made. Something still doesn’t add up there.
Boiler Room. Arguably the most likable Vin Diesel has ever come off in his entire career, probably because he was genetically engineered to hock crappy stocks over the telephone. Or maybe it’s just because he was a solid contrast to what a little bitch Giovanni Ribisi is.
What’s that you say? Never heard of this one? Well, let me tell you why…
It came down to me reviewing one of two movies, and with the whole wife and kids thing soaking up more time than you’d think I take movie selection very seriously. (Sidenote: It’s kind of scary to sit back and think about the number of shitty movies I watch in relation to the little amount of free time I have…pot probably does have long-term side effects.)
Anyways, I had my choices whittled down to Son of Rambo and Redbelt. That means I was choosing between a movie about two young boys filming a movie OR a movie about this some black dude you always see in supporting roles (Chiwetel Ejiofor) doing karate. Watching little boys isn’t really my thing so I went with the fight flick.
Apparently I’m an idiot. I should have watched Wall-E and called it a night.
IMDb Synopsis (with Irony’s commentary):
“A fateful event leads to a job in the film business for top mixed-martial arts instructor Mike Terry. Though he refuses to participate in prize bouts, circumstances conspire to force him to consider entering such a competition.”
Sounds like a whole bunch of ass whooping, right? A bunch of punching and kicking people in the face, right? Well, what if I told you everyone pretty much decides to talk things out in the end. How would that make you feel?
OH YEAH, did I mention Tim Allen is in this movie? Yeah, Tim Allen. Apparently Ted Danson was booked solid. When Tim first appeared on screen I could have sworn I was seeing things. And I was. I was seeing washed up actors cashing paychecks.
THIS MOVIE SUCKS.
The fight style used throughout the flick is Ju-Jitsu. For those of you who aren’t familiar it’s pretty much Brazilian grappling. It’s the thinking man’s fighting style, one of finesse and science, patience and speed. It tends to end with the opponent either tapping out or falling asleep, much like the spectators.
Honestly, this movie might as well have starred Bobby Fisher. They took an absolutely great idea and pissed all over it. If this producer had gotten hold of Rambo he would have had Stallone filling up Rambo’s boat’s gas tank for 45 minutes, catching fish for 10 or so, and then arm wrestling the war lord for the hostages. The End.
Redbelt has three fight scenes. 3 FUCKING FIGHT SCENES!
You know what other movies have three fight scenes? Lifetime Originals. BONG!!!!!
Things I Thought While Watching Redbelt:
1) This movie sucks.
2) I wonder if she will get naked.
3) Nope.
4) My balls hurt.
5) That fart smells.
6) I need to call my wife down here to smell it it’s so bad.