It’s rare that I get excited for a movie based solely on a trailer– well, except for Basic Instinct 2– but after seeing the trailer for Darkon, I can NOT WAIT to see this movie.
It’s like Braveheart meets… Revenge of The Nerds. And it’s real. What more could you possibly ask for?
Watch the trailer here. Then add Darkon as one of your MySpace friends. They currently only have 137 friends… which will seem incredibly appropriate after you watch the trailer. I can’t wait for this movie.
After being misrepresented as a blogger by the Huffington Post, George Clooney is now going after Gawker and it’s recent launch of a celebrity sightings section. According to Page Six, the Oscar-winning actor wants to flood the blog’s email with fake celebrity sightings rendering the blog inaccurate.
In an email forwarded by his publicist to other celebrity publicists he wrote: "Get your clients to get 10 friends to text in fake sightings of any number of stars. A couple hundred conflicting sightings and this Web site is worthless. No need to try to create new laws to restrict free speech. Just make them useless."
Hey George will you attack our blog now? We would love a little press.
As you surely know by now, most of the steamy scenes from Basic Instinct 2 that circulated around the Internet (don’t pretend like you didn’t watch them) didn’t actually make it into the movie. In fact, there is very little sex and gratuitous nudity in the final version. This is quite disappointing and a little disturbing. But now I have even worse news. A spy who has seen the final version of Snakes on a Plane got in touch with me to reveal something even more shocking than the lack of sex in Basic Instinct 2: There are no snakes in Snakes on a Plane!
NBC has just announced that all current episodes of this season of Scrubs are now available on iTunes. He may be playing a goofy but irresistible doctor on i-Pods across America now, but we remember when Zach Braff first appeared on our clunky wood-paneled TV set as an awkward, humorless teen in the Babysitter’s Club. Check out these old-school screen grabs of Braff on TBC courtesy of Barbie Martini. Never forget where you came from, Braff. (And never get that haircut again.)
Reunions are always a good time to make amends, patch up old feuds and show your past acquaintances how well you’ve matured. Unless of course you’re at the Flava of Love reunion–then you gonna get bitch-slapped.
A humble suggestion for the writers of LOST:
Last night when I was watching the show, something occurred to me: nobody on the island seems even remotely concerned about sex. Sure, there was the Sayeed/Shannon thing and all sorts of painfully unfulfilled sexual tension between Kate and Jack and Sawyer, but I find it strange that sex is never even so much as implied or alluded to on the show. These people have been stuck on that island for months now with nothing to do, and I’m sure that some of them have to be pretty hard up some for some lovin’. I haven’t seen such a sexless collection of "mystery solvers" since Scooby-Doo. Hell, even the "others" have to kidnap children, which leads me to believe they’re either without women or saving themselves for marriage.
Since they insist on stretching their plot points out for million years, what the show really needs is a total horndog character to provide a comedic/romantic subplot about their unending quest to bone everybody on the island, leaving all that "mystery solving" to Locke and company. Hurley’s eating problems are boring – why not make him a raging sex fiend? Or maybe Samantha from Sex and the City can crash a hang-glider and get stranded or something. Quit it with all this "secret maps and mystery" gobbleygook and get to the real action!
At least Sun is getting laid.