From Austin Chronicle...
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The R-rated comedy gets a little harder with We’re the Millers,
pun intended. Among other things, it features an 18-year-old’s swollen,
grapefruit-sized testicle on prominent display not once, not twice, but
three times. (A pesky tarantula bite causes the gonad’s temporary
elephantiasis.) Not since another 18-year-old boinked an apple pie has a
movie played teenage male anatomy for such raunchy laughs. It’s only a
matter of time until someone crosses the Rubicon with a pants-down,
full-on (well, maybe only half-mast) boner that takes good-natured
vulgarity to the next graphic level. The question is: Will anyone be
shocked? At this rate, it’s unlikely. But if We’re the Millers is any indication, rest assured it will be outrageously funny in the right hands, so to speak.
With its tongue firmly in cheek – as well as in someone’s mouth most of the time – We’re the Millers
celebrates family values in a most nontraditional way. It exaggerates
the contempt that familiarity can breed between spouses and siblings –
the middle finger is the typical means of communication for the members
of the faux Miller clan – while depicting the affection and loyalty that
develops from the same intimacy. In its own twisted way, it’s a comedic
take on the love/hate dynamic that Eugene O’Neill and Edward Albee
mined so powerfully in their best work. If you’ve seen the movie’s
trailer, you know the storyline. A small-time Denver drug dealer
(Sudeikis), who’s deeply in debt to his source, recruits a stripper
(Aniston), a geek (Poulter), and a runaway (Roberts) to pose as his wife
and kids as part of a plan to smuggle a huge shipment of marijuana from
Mexico to the States. His thinking? No one will suspect the
gee-willikers foursome of any criminal activity as they cross the
international border in a mammoth recreational vehicle packed with
enough pot to impress even Willie Nelson. While its plot points are
pedestrian at best, the genius – at least, the definite charm – of We’re the Millers is its notion of family as something beyond a simple blood connection,
particularly when exigent circumstances create the ties that.
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Friday, August 9, 2013
The Smurfs Sequel Review
From Roger E Bert...
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This weekend, many parents are going to see "The Smurfs 2" under duress. They don't want to disappoint their children, who are wanting to see the film, and won't stop talking about it until they do. As lousy as it is, I won't discourage any parent from going to see "The Smurfs 2." After all, the film's big take-away message is at least partially noble: "love is [not] conditional." Any parent that goes to see "The Smurfs 2" is essentially teaching their children that lesson by example. Adults suffer so that their know-nothing spawn can enjoy all-too-brief happiness: Parenthood 101, right?
Still, you should know that "The Smurfs 2" is a charmless endurance test. It wears you down with tossed-off Smurf-related puns like, "I almost smurfed myself," and "Sometimes, you gotta smurf with the changes." Naturally charming performers like Neil Patrick Harris, Brendan Gleeson, and Hank Azaria are consistently wasted on a script that's like Mad Libs as filled in by a monomaniacal, but schematically programmed spambot ("Well, that was ducked up," one character groans after being transformed into, well, a duck). "The Smurfs 2" is generally moronic and unmoving when it most needs to be cute and disarming. Reluctant parents: you don't need to tell your kids that you won't love them if they like "The Smurfs 2." Instead, you can silently judge them until either you and/or they simply can't bear the thought of talking to each other.
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This weekend, many parents are going to see "The Smurfs 2" under duress. They don't want to disappoint their children, who are wanting to see the film, and won't stop talking about it until they do. As lousy as it is, I won't discourage any parent from going to see "The Smurfs 2." After all, the film's big take-away message is at least partially noble: "love is [not] conditional." Any parent that goes to see "The Smurfs 2" is essentially teaching their children that lesson by example. Adults suffer so that their know-nothing spawn can enjoy all-too-brief happiness: Parenthood 101, right?
Still, you should know that "The Smurfs 2" is a charmless endurance test. It wears you down with tossed-off Smurf-related puns like, "I almost smurfed myself," and "Sometimes, you gotta smurf with the changes." Naturally charming performers like Neil Patrick Harris, Brendan Gleeson, and Hank Azaria are consistently wasted on a script that's like Mad Libs as filled in by a monomaniacal, but schematically programmed spambot ("Well, that was ducked up," one character groans after being transformed into, well, a duck). "The Smurfs 2" is generally moronic and unmoving when it most needs to be cute and disarming. Reluctant parents: you don't need to tell your kids that you won't love them if they like "The Smurfs 2." Instead, you can silently judge them until either you and/or they simply can't bear the thought of talking to each other.
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Growns Up 2 Review
From Variety...
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The first scene in “Grown Ups 2” depicts a deer urinating directly onto Adam Sandler’s face. The penultimate scene (spoiler alert) depicts the very same deer apparently castrating Taylor Lautner. These bookends are not only the film’s highlights, they also represent the closest it comes to establishing any sort of narrative throughline. Among the slackest, laziest, least movie-like movies released by a major studio in the last decade, “Grown Ups 2” is perhaps the closest Hollywood has yet come to making “Ow! My Balls!” seem like a plausible future project. It is all but guaranteed a strong opening weekend.
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The first scene in “Grown Ups 2” depicts a deer urinating directly onto Adam Sandler’s face. The penultimate scene (spoiler alert) depicts the very same deer apparently castrating Taylor Lautner. These bookends are not only the film’s highlights, they also represent the closest it comes to establishing any sort of narrative throughline. Among the slackest, laziest, least movie-like movies released by a major studio in the last decade, “Grown Ups 2” is perhaps the closest Hollywood has yet come to making “Ow! My Balls!” seem like a plausible future project. It is all but guaranteed a strong opening weekend.
SEE MORE: From the July 16, 2013 issue of Variety
A follow-up to 2010’s critically savaged yet massively lucrative
“Grown Ups,” this sequel introduces a few changes. Most obviously,
although Dennis Dugan is back in the director’s chair and stars Sandler,
Kevin James,
Chris Rock and David Spade all reprise their roles as high-school
buddies turned over-the-hill dads, Rob Schneider is mysteriously
missing. But more importantly, while “Grown Ups” made some often
cringeworthy attempts to shoehorn maudlin life lessons and character
arcs into all the crotch smashing, this sequel barely attempts to
function as a piece of narrative filmmaking at all, almost immediately
devolving into a hash of frantic, random incidents strung together with
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Saturday, July 6, 2013
Chris Copeland to the Pacers. Switching Teams Part 3
From Indy Corn Rows
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According to Yahoo! Sports' Adrian Wojnarowski, the Indiana Pacers are nearing a conclusion with New York Knicks free agent Chris Copeland for a two year contract.
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According to Yahoo! Sports' Adrian Wojnarowski, the Indiana Pacers are nearing a conclusion with New York Knicks free agent Chris Copeland for a two year contract.
The details of the contract
have yet to be revealed, but Indiana will add Copeland as a sharpshooter
off the bench. The 29-year-old Copeland was a rookie with the Knicks
last year, shooting .421 from three point range in a three-point heavy
New York offense. There are understandable concerns about Copeland being
a player who can contribute at the same level again this year, but
Indiana appears to be willing to take the risk on a two-year deal.
Copeland was easy to take note
of when the Pacers played the Knicks this past postseason, with Copeland
stepping into three pointers (and hitting them) immediately after
checking into the game, going 11-20 from three point range in the six
game series. Ideally, Copeland won't be relied on too heavily as a
necessary shooter or offensive threat in the second unit, but any
offensive potency will prove a welcome sign after last year.
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Friday, July 5, 2013
Despicable Me 2 Review
From Roger Ebert...
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I enjoyed 2010's "Despicable Me" immensely, so I approached "Despicable Me 2" with a wary eye. "Despicable Me" told a funny, sweet, self-contained story about a guy named Gru (Steve Carrell) who renounces villainy and embraces fatherhood. It ended on a note that required no further speculation. Satisfied viewers like me sang "So Long, Farewell" to Gru and his crew. Reps at Universal looked at "Despicable Me's" $251 million dollar domestic box office gross and sang "Never Can Say Goodbye." So, another summer weekend brings another summer sequel.
"Despicable Me 2" is as serviceable as it is unnecessary. Therein lies the rub for me. Here I sit on the fence between 2-1/2 and 3 stars, unsure of where I will fall. On the "thumbs down" side, there's dissatisfaction with a returning hero who is far blander than his original incarnation; he's been neutered by the one thing that made "Despicable Me"'s ending so satisfying. On the "thumbs-up" side is a series of clever touches made with love and attention by cast and crew. These moments are so good I almost feel despicable for being undecided. So this review is a battle between Evil Film Critic Odie and Emotional Moviegoer Odie. You have a luxury I currently do not: You can look at the star rating above and see who won.
The opening of "Despicable Me 2" is an example of its brash cleverness. An entire intelligence team and their outpost is attacked by a huge horseshoe magnet straight out of that Warner Bros. cartoon subsidiary, The Acme Company. Almost everyone and everything is pulled comically into the sky and relocated, save for a port-a-potty and its terrified inhabitant. This act of vandalism attracts the attention of the AVI, an organization that tracks and reports the kind of villainy Gru partook in back in the days of "Despicable Me." The AVI sends out agent Lucy (Kristen Wiig) to ask Gru to use his powers of villainous deduction to figure out who's behind these extreme demonstrations of magnetic personality. Lucy's idea of asking nicely is electrocuting Gru with a "lipstick taser" before tossing him into the trunk of her superspy car-slash-plane-slash-boat.
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I enjoyed 2010's "Despicable Me" immensely, so I approached "Despicable Me 2" with a wary eye. "Despicable Me" told a funny, sweet, self-contained story about a guy named Gru (Steve Carrell) who renounces villainy and embraces fatherhood. It ended on a note that required no further speculation. Satisfied viewers like me sang "So Long, Farewell" to Gru and his crew. Reps at Universal looked at "Despicable Me's" $251 million dollar domestic box office gross and sang "Never Can Say Goodbye." So, another summer weekend brings another summer sequel.
"Despicable Me 2" is as serviceable as it is unnecessary. Therein lies the rub for me. Here I sit on the fence between 2-1/2 and 3 stars, unsure of where I will fall. On the "thumbs down" side, there's dissatisfaction with a returning hero who is far blander than his original incarnation; he's been neutered by the one thing that made "Despicable Me"'s ending so satisfying. On the "thumbs-up" side is a series of clever touches made with love and attention by cast and crew. These moments are so good I almost feel despicable for being undecided. So this review is a battle between Evil Film Critic Odie and Emotional Moviegoer Odie. You have a luxury I currently do not: You can look at the star rating above and see who won.
The opening of "Despicable Me 2" is an example of its brash cleverness. An entire intelligence team and their outpost is attacked by a huge horseshoe magnet straight out of that Warner Bros. cartoon subsidiary, The Acme Company. Almost everyone and everything is pulled comically into the sky and relocated, save for a port-a-potty and its terrified inhabitant. This act of vandalism attracts the attention of the AVI, an organization that tracks and reports the kind of villainy Gru partook in back in the days of "Despicable Me." The AVI sends out agent Lucy (Kristen Wiig) to ask Gru to use his powers of villainous deduction to figure out who's behind these extreme demonstrations of magnetic personality. Lucy's idea of asking nicely is electrocuting Gru with a "lipstick taser" before tossing him into the trunk of her superspy car-slash-plane-slash-boat.
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Dwight Howard the the Houston Rockets. Switching Teams Part 2
From USA Today...
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After 20 months of twists and turns in the Dwight Howard saga, a person with knowledge of his decision told USA TODAY Sports he will join the Houston Rockets.
The person spoke on the condition of anonymity because his decision had not yet been announced.
After being traded from the Orlando Magic to the Los Angeles Lakers in a four-team deal a year ago, Howard entered the summer unsure of what he might do because of the awful Lakers season that had unfolded.
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After 20 months of twists and turns in the Dwight Howard saga, a person with knowledge of his decision told USA TODAY Sports he will join the Houston Rockets.
The person spoke on the condition of anonymity because his decision had not yet been announced.
After being traded from the Orlando Magic to the Los Angeles Lakers in a four-team deal a year ago, Howard entered the summer unsure of what he might do because of the awful Lakers season that had unfolded.
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Andre Iguodala to the Nuggets. Switching Teams Part 1
From the NBA Sports Illustrated...
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The Warriors have agreed to sign unrestricted free agent guard/forward Andre Iguodala to a multi-year contract, according to multiple reports.
Yahoo! Sports reports that Iguodala will receive a four-year, $48 million deal from Golden State. USA Today Sports confirms the terms.
“It’s a great opportunity,” Iguodala told NBA.com. “I’m trying to win a championship.”
To make way for Iguodala’s arrival, the Warriors will trade reserve forward Richard Jefferson and reserve center Andris Biedrins to the Jazz, according to NBA.com and the San Jose Mercury News. The Mercury News and CBSSports.com reported that forward Brandon Rush was also headed to the Jazz . Yahoo! Sports reports that Utah will send guard Kevin Murphy to Golden State and receive “multiple draft picks,” including a first-round pick in 2014 and 2017, in exchange for taking on the contracts.
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The Warriors have agreed to sign unrestricted free agent guard/forward Andre Iguodala to a multi-year contract, according to multiple reports.
Yahoo! Sports reports that Iguodala will receive a four-year, $48 million deal from Golden State. USA Today Sports confirms the terms.
“It’s a great opportunity,” Iguodala told NBA.com. “I’m trying to win a championship.”
To make way for Iguodala’s arrival, the Warriors will trade reserve forward Richard Jefferson and reserve center Andris Biedrins to the Jazz, according to NBA.com and the San Jose Mercury News. The Mercury News and CBSSports.com reported that forward Brandon Rush was also headed to the Jazz . Yahoo! Sports reports that Utah will send guard Kevin Murphy to Golden State and receive “multiple draft picks,” including a first-round pick in 2014 and 2017, in exchange for taking on the contracts.
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Saturday, June 29, 2013
The Top 5 Disappointing Things in the NBA this Season
Brian Scalabrine Assistant Coach
From Yahoo Sports...
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Golden State has lost two assistant coaches this offseason – Mike Malone to the Sacramento Kings as head coach, and Bob Beyer to the Charlotte Bobcats as an assistant.
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The Golden State Warriors are discussing an assistant coaching job with popular ex-player Brian Scalabrine, league sources told Yahoo! Sports.
Scalabrine met with Warriors coach Mark Jackson and team management last week, and conversations have continued in recent days, league sources said. Golden State has lost two assistant coaches this offseason – Mike Malone to the Sacramento Kings as head coach, and Bob Beyer to the Charlotte Bobcats as an assistant.
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Jrue Holiday and Nerlens Noel Blockbuster Trade
From CBS Sports...
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The Philadelphia 76ers are going big in the 2013 NBA Draft.
According to multiple reports, the 76ers will send guard Jrue Holiday to the New Orleans Pelicans in exchange for center Nerlens Noel, who was selected with the No. 6 overall pick Thursday night. Along with Noel, the Pelicans will send the Sixers a 2014 first-round pick, which is top-three protected.
By trading for Noel, the former Kentucky center, it would seem to indicate the 76ers don't have a lot of interest in re-signing Andrew Bynum. Trading Holiday, an All-Star, is a major price to pay, but the 2014 first-round pick could be incredibly valuable in the long term as next year's draft is viewed as one of the more talented and deep in recent memory.
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The Philadelphia 76ers are going big in the 2013 NBA Draft.
According to multiple reports, the 76ers will send guard Jrue Holiday to the New Orleans Pelicans in exchange for center Nerlens Noel, who was selected with the No. 6 overall pick Thursday night. Along with Noel, the Pelicans will send the Sixers a 2014 first-round pick, which is top-three protected.
By trading for Noel, the former Kentucky center, it would seem to indicate the 76ers don't have a lot of interest in re-signing Andrew Bynum. Trading Holiday, an All-Star, is a major price to pay, but the 2014 first-round pick could be incredibly valuable in the long term as next year's draft is viewed as one of the more talented and deep in recent memory.
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Paul Pierce and MarShon Brooks Blockbuster Trade
From NESN.com
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The pot got a bit
richer for the Boston Celtics on Friday.
The Nets will be sending MarShon Brooks to the Celtics as part of the
trade that has Kevin Garnett and Paul Pierce being shipped to Brooklyn.
There was some confusion over whether Brooks would or would not be
involved in the deal, but Stefan Bondy of the New York Daily News
confirmed it.
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The pot got a bit
richer for the Boston Celtics on Friday.
The Nets will be sending MarShon Brooks to the Celtics as part of the
trade that has Kevin Garnett and Paul Pierce being shipped to Brooklyn.
There was some confusion over whether Brooks would or would not be
involved in the deal, but Stefan Bondy of the New York Daily News
confirmed it.
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The pot got a bit
richer for the Boston Celtics on Friday.
The Nets will be sending MarShon Brooks to the Celtics as part of the
trade that has Kevin Garnett and Paul Pierce being shipped to Brooklyn.
There was some confusion over whether Brooks would or would not be
involved in the deal, but Stefan Bondy of the New York Daily News
confirmed it.
Read more at: http://nesn.com/2013/06/report-celtics-to-receive-marshon-brooks-from-nets-as-part-of-paul-pierce-kevin-garnett-trade/
Read more at: http://nesn.com/2013/06/report-celtics-to-receive-marshon-brooks-from-nets-as-part-of-paul-pierce-kevin-garnett-trade/
The pot got a bit
richer for the Boston Celtics on Friday.
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Monster University
From EW
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Origin stories are all the rage. Whether they explore the backstories of men in tights like Superman or sociopaths like Norman Bates, these snapshots offer glimpses of our favorite characters before they were stars. Kids, with their endless string of whys, aren't immune to that kind of curiosity. So it makes sense that Pixar would get into the act with a prequel to its 2001 things-that-go-bump-in-the-night hit, Monsters, Inc.
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Origin stories are all the rage. Whether they explore the backstories of men in tights like Superman or sociopaths like Norman Bates, these snapshots offer glimpses of our favorite characters before they were stars. Kids, with their endless string of whys, aren't immune to that kind of curiosity. So it makes sense that Pixar would get into the act with a prequel to its 2001 things-that-go-bump-in-the-night hit, Monsters, Inc.
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Sunday, June 23, 2013
My Top 10 Least Favorite NBA Players
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In this post, I will be telling you my ten least favorite players. I respect how they play, but there has to be ten players that are you least favorite players.
10. Demarcus Cousins
9. Andrew Bynum
8. Chris Bosh
7. Nate Robinson
6. Zach Randolph
5. Metta World Peace
4.Rajon Rondo
3. LeBron James
2. Kobe Bryant
1.Kevin Garnett
In this post, I will be telling you my ten least favorite players. I respect how they play, but there has to be ten players that are you least favorite players.
10. Demarcus Cousins
9. Andrew Bynum
8. Chris Bosh
7. Nate Robinson
6. Zach Randolph
5. Metta World Peace
4.Rajon Rondo
3. LeBron James
2. Kobe Bryant
1.Kevin Garnett
Friday, June 21, 2013
Now You See Me Review
From the Charlotte Observer...
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There’s no middle ground on puzzle movies: They’re either cleverly assembled, as boxes within boxes that take the length of the film to unwrap, or sloppily stupid.
“Now You
See Me” can’t quite claim to be the ideal crime drama – that would be “The Usual Suspects,” which justly won an Oscar for its script – but it’s only one level down. You might guess who’s behind the skulduggery, especially as you don’t have endless choices, but the last pieces of the puzzle don’t snap into place until the final scene.
We begin with four sleight-of-hand (and brain) artists: A gifted magician (Jesse Eisenberg), a mentalist who reads minds for blackmail (Woody Harrelson), a guy as adept at pickpocketing as card tricks (Dave Franco) and a Vegas-style illusionist who goes for splashy effects (Isla Fisher).
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There’s no middle ground on puzzle movies: They’re either cleverly assembled, as boxes within boxes that take the length of the film to unwrap, or sloppily stupid.
“Now You
See Me” can’t quite claim to be the ideal crime drama – that would be “The Usual Suspects,” which justly won an Oscar for its script – but it’s only one level down. You might guess who’s behind the skulduggery, especially as you don’t have endless choices, but the last pieces of the puzzle don’t snap into place until the final scene.
We begin with four sleight-of-hand (and brain) artists: A gifted magician (Jesse Eisenberg), a mentalist who reads minds for blackmail (Woody Harrelson), a guy as adept at pickpocketing as card tricks (Dave Franco) and a Vegas-style illusionist who goes for splashy effects (Isla Fisher).
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Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Spurs vs Heat Game 7
From CBS Sports...
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Being at the NBA Finals between the Miami Heat and San Antonio Spurs is an exhausting experience. The players are exhausted from a long season and the intensity of the last series. The media is exhausted from constant travel, waiting, and asking the same questions over and over again. But what's most exhausted are the storylines and banal leading questions asked of these athletes over and over again.
Before Game 6, I noticed at every single scrum for a player, the question was, "Do you have to look at this game as a Game 7?" Royce Young said that he wished someone would ask if Game 7 was a must win. So I did.
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Being at the NBA Finals between the Miami Heat and San Antonio Spurs is an exhausting experience. The players are exhausted from a long season and the intensity of the last series. The media is exhausted from constant travel, waiting, and asking the same questions over and over again. But what's most exhausted are the storylines and banal leading questions asked of these athletes over and over again.
Before Game 6, I noticed at every single scrum for a player, the question was, "Do you have to look at this game as a Game 7?" Royce Young said that he wished someone would ask if Game 7 was a must win. So I did.
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The Hangover Part 3 Review
From Film...
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It’s no great secret that every writer eventually runs out of things to say. The well dries up, so to speak, and for a prime example you need look no further than “The Hangover 2: Copy / Paste Edition”. For the thing that made the original “Hangover” great, non-linear innovation, was the very thing that made “The Hangover II” poor, there was nothing resembling innovation. So it gives me great pleasure to report that “The Hangover Part III” doesn’t suffer from the same problem, and it is funny, and huzzah, who doesn’t love a summer comedy done right? If the three films were boxers, “The Hangover” would be Mike Tyson, full of tremendous uppercuts, while “The Hangover 2″ would be Michael Spinks, only good for about 90 seconds of entertainment. “The Hangover Part III”? Evander Holyfield, steady and solid, though still slightly battle worn and ear torn.
Fair warning: “The Hangover Part III” starts off on a discordant note, though thankfully it’s about as unfunny as the film gets. Alan (Zach Galifianakis) has purchased a giraffe, and for some reason he’s towing it behind his car, leading to an eventual (and completely predictable) sight gag. This sort of idiocy is almost without precedent in the series, as the “Hangover” series has been embedded with the gritty realism of drug-induced bad decisions and seedy environments. This giraffe angle was almost as if someone had this idea back in their 6th grade creative writing class and finally saw a way to make that dream come true.
Nothing about this makes sense, you can’t buy a giraffe in the United States, and even if you could, you certainly couldn’t tow it behind your convertible like some kind of giant moronic rube. The scene is meant to convey Alan’s dip into crazy, but all of the audience here is credentialed, we’ve been pre-dipped into Alan, and sorry for your luck if you somehow missed the first film. And really, if there is a problem with the “The Hangover Part III” it comes, surprisingly, in the form of Alan, a character who has been utilized well up until this point. They stay with Alan about one beat too long for almost every joke, and they lose a little momentum each and every time they do it.
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It’s no great secret that every writer eventually runs out of things to say. The well dries up, so to speak, and for a prime example you need look no further than “The Hangover 2: Copy / Paste Edition”. For the thing that made the original “Hangover” great, non-linear innovation, was the very thing that made “The Hangover II” poor, there was nothing resembling innovation. So it gives me great pleasure to report that “The Hangover Part III” doesn’t suffer from the same problem, and it is funny, and huzzah, who doesn’t love a summer comedy done right? If the three films were boxers, “The Hangover” would be Mike Tyson, full of tremendous uppercuts, while “The Hangover 2″ would be Michael Spinks, only good for about 90 seconds of entertainment. “The Hangover Part III”? Evander Holyfield, steady and solid, though still slightly battle worn and ear torn.
Fair warning: “The Hangover Part III” starts off on a discordant note, though thankfully it’s about as unfunny as the film gets. Alan (Zach Galifianakis) has purchased a giraffe, and for some reason he’s towing it behind his car, leading to an eventual (and completely predictable) sight gag. This sort of idiocy is almost without precedent in the series, as the “Hangover” series has been embedded with the gritty realism of drug-induced bad decisions and seedy environments. This giraffe angle was almost as if someone had this idea back in their 6th grade creative writing class and finally saw a way to make that dream come true.
Nothing about this makes sense, you can’t buy a giraffe in the United States, and even if you could, you certainly couldn’t tow it behind your convertible like some kind of giant moronic rube. The scene is meant to convey Alan’s dip into crazy, but all of the audience here is credentialed, we’ve been pre-dipped into Alan, and sorry for your luck if you somehow missed the first film. And really, if there is a problem with the “The Hangover Part III” it comes, surprisingly, in the form of Alan, a character who has been utilized well up until this point. They stay with Alan about one beat too long for almost every joke, and they lose a little momentum each and every time they do it.
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The Internship Review
From The Village Voice...
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Eager young people can't find jobs; qualified older people can't find jobs. There's nothing funny about that, which is exactly why someone ought to be making comedies about it. The Internship, in which downtrodden old-school salespeople Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson enter the 21st century and land internships at Google, might have been just the palliative for this sad state of affairs. But when you need cheering up about your inability to pay the rent or your lack of health insurance, do you really want to drop 10 precious shekels (or more) on a movie so desperately unfunny it makes you want to slit your wrists?
I laughed exactly once during The Internship, at a moment when Vaughn's character performs a Google search using the words "jobs for people with few skills." If you've been there yourself, you'll probably find this funny, too. But mostly, it's depressing to watch two reasonably gifted comic actors play clueless oldies who just can't get the hang of this brand-new Internet thing.
As the movie opens, longtime pals and business partners Billy (Vaughn) and Nick (Wilson) meet with a loyal customer at a tony restaurant. Their job? Selling wristwatches the old-fashioned way, out of a case with a handle on top. The customer has to break the news to them that the company employing them has gone out of business; they confront their boss, who confirms their worst fears. (He's played by John Goodman, phoning in his patented Foghorn Leghorn imitation.)
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Sunday, June 16, 2013
This is the End Review
From The Global and Mail...
I do not own this picture/poster. This is the End and/or Collider owns it all.
Who knew that public transit would come to have so much in common. These days, the apocalypse is to the big screen what the bus is to an urban commuter – just as regular in appearance, just as forgettable an experience. Sure, sometimes the ride is a real horror show, occasionally even a comic fest, but mainly it’s a tedious, over-priced, stare-ahead-blankly trip from start to finish. Turns out that hellfire is just one more thing to be bored by – best to wear headphones and crank up your iPod.
On to the latest in last-days hilarity, This Is the End, which apparently enjoyed a beginning as a short sketch that got posted online to considerable attention. Then again, cats-that-look-like-Hitler are posted online to considerable attention, and they don’t get stretched into a feature flick. (Okay, not yet anyway.) But this sketch did, because some famous folks made it, and now more famous folks have gathered to huff and puff and inflate the little notion to nearly two hours – a long commute by any measure.
Which famous folks, you might eagerly ask? Seth Rogen, Jay Baruchel, James Franco, Jonah Hill, Craig Robinson and Danny McBride, who, having all worked together in the past, reconvene to portray Seth Rogen, Jay Baruchel, James Franco ... well, you get the idea. This time, the comic actors are playing themselves, or at least heightened versions of themselves, a shortcut that has the immediate merit of dispensing with all that time-consuming business of creating actual characters. Better yet, since comedy is the ostensible metier of comic actors, one might think the dudes would be, you know, funny. Sorry, not really.
I do not own this picture/poster. This is the End and/or Collider owns it all.
Who knew that public transit would come to have so much in common. These days, the apocalypse is to the big screen what the bus is to an urban commuter – just as regular in appearance, just as forgettable an experience. Sure, sometimes the ride is a real horror show, occasionally even a comic fest, but mainly it’s a tedious, over-priced, stare-ahead-blankly trip from start to finish. Turns out that hellfire is just one more thing to be bored by – best to wear headphones and crank up your iPod.
On to the latest in last-days hilarity, This Is the End, which apparently enjoyed a beginning as a short sketch that got posted online to considerable attention. Then again, cats-that-look-like-Hitler are posted online to considerable attention, and they don’t get stretched into a feature flick. (Okay, not yet anyway.) But this sketch did, because some famous folks made it, and now more famous folks have gathered to huff and puff and inflate the little notion to nearly two hours – a long commute by any measure.
Which famous folks, you might eagerly ask? Seth Rogen, Jay Baruchel, James Franco, Jonah Hill, Craig Robinson and Danny McBride, who, having all worked together in the past, reconvene to portray Seth Rogen, Jay Baruchel, James Franco ... well, you get the idea. This time, the comic actors are playing themselves, or at least heightened versions of themselves, a shortcut that has the immediate merit of dispensing with all that time-consuming business of creating actual characters. Better yet, since comedy is the ostensible metier of comic actors, one might think the dudes would be, you know, funny. Sorry, not really.
Saturday, June 15, 2013
Man of Steel Review
From Washington Post...
I do not own this picture/poster. Man of Steel and/or DJ Prince Nor Way owns it all.
Newly minted superstar Henry Cavill makes a well-built, handsomely credible Superman in “Man of Steel” — or at least he will, in an already-planned sequel that, with luck, will more thoughtfully exploit his talents.
For now, audiences can only speculate as to the hidden depths of Cavill, who in Zack Snyder’s busy, bombastic creation myth is reduced to little more than a joyless cipher or dazzling physical specimen. Produced by Christopher Nolan, who brought such grim self-seriousness to the “Batman” franchise, “Man of Steel” clearly seeks the same brand of grandiose gravitas. But that dour tone turns out to be far more appropriate for a tortured hero brooding in his cave than for an all-American alien who is as much a product of the wholesome windswept Plains as a distant planet called Krypton.
Snyder and his writer, David S. Goyer, accentuate Superman’s intergalactic provenance in “Man of Steel,” which opens on Krypton just as the planet is crumbling, the rogue General Zod (an alarmingly skeletal Michael Shannon) is threatening a coup and the wise scientist Jor-El (Russell Crowe) is sending his infant son Kal-El into the cosmos in order to begin the world over again. Seeking to cram as much back story as possible into a movie that feels like a reboot, prequel and creation myth all in one, Snyder and Goyer then leap forward to a time when Kal — now an adult earthling named Clark Kent — is working on a fishing boat, haunted by an unnamed past and once in a while jumping into the water to save a crew from a burning rig with his superhuman strength.
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Newly minted superstar Henry Cavill makes a well-built, handsomely credible Superman in “Man of Steel” — or at least he will, in an already-planned sequel that, with luck, will more thoughtfully exploit his talents.
For now, audiences can only speculate as to the hidden depths of Cavill, who in Zack Snyder’s busy, bombastic creation myth is reduced to little more than a joyless cipher or dazzling physical specimen. Produced by Christopher Nolan, who brought such grim self-seriousness to the “Batman” franchise, “Man of Steel” clearly seeks the same brand of grandiose gravitas. But that dour tone turns out to be far more appropriate for a tortured hero brooding in his cave than for an all-American alien who is as much a product of the wholesome windswept Plains as a distant planet called Krypton.
Snyder and his writer, David S. Goyer, accentuate Superman’s intergalactic provenance in “Man of Steel,” which opens on Krypton just as the planet is crumbling, the rogue General Zod (an alarmingly skeletal Michael Shannon) is threatening a coup and the wise scientist Jor-El (Russell Crowe) is sending his infant son Kal-El into the cosmos in order to begin the world over again. Seeking to cram as much back story as possible into a movie that feels like a reboot, prequel and creation myth all in one, Snyder and Goyer then leap forward to a time when Kal — now an adult earthling named Clark Kent — is working on a fishing boat, haunted by an unnamed past and once in a while jumping into the water to save a crew from a burning rig with his superhuman strength.
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Friday, June 14, 2013
Epic Review
From NY Daily News.
I do not own this picture/poster. Epic and/or The Beyond Hollywood.
If you have a little one fascinated by the struggle between dung and mulch, “Epic” may briefly hold your child’s interest. Yet even young would-be botanists will find this charmless animated adventure as exciting as watching grass grow.
On the forest floor, tiny leaf-men ride birds and watch over the forest. Their queen (a dull vocal performance from Beyoncé) is choosing a small bud to become her heir when the evil Boggans, who live to rot away greenery, interrupt her. The bud lands with human teen Mary Katherine (Amanda Seyfried), who’s visiting her nutty professor dad at his cabin.
Grasping the bud as a full moon rises, M.K. is shrunk down to leaf-man size. Recruited to help leaf-man warrior Ronin (Colin Farrell) and young soldier Nod (Josh Hutcherson), M.K. learns that every daisy, dandelion and stick has a face, as her dad suspected, and that a skeletal creature called Mandrake (Christoph Waltz) wants to rule the forest. A caterpillar librarian (Steven Tyler, really?) croaks out a song. An annoying slug-and-snail team provide “comic” relief.
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If you have a little one fascinated by the struggle between dung and mulch, “Epic” may briefly hold your child’s interest. Yet even young would-be botanists will find this charmless animated adventure as exciting as watching grass grow.
On the forest floor, tiny leaf-men ride birds and watch over the forest. Their queen (a dull vocal performance from Beyoncé) is choosing a small bud to become her heir when the evil Boggans, who live to rot away greenery, interrupt her. The bud lands with human teen Mary Katherine (Amanda Seyfried), who’s visiting her nutty professor dad at his cabin.
Grasping the bud as a full moon rises, M.K. is shrunk down to leaf-man size. Recruited to help leaf-man warrior Ronin (Colin Farrell) and young soldier Nod (Josh Hutcherson), M.K. learns that every daisy, dandelion and stick has a face, as her dad suspected, and that a skeletal creature called Mandrake (Christoph Waltz) wants to rule the forest. A caterpillar librarian (Steven Tyler, really?) croaks out a song. An annoying slug-and-snail team provide “comic” relief.
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Sunday, June 9, 2013
Iron Man 3 Review
From New York Post...
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There’s so much dumb stuff in “Iron Man 3” that I expected the credits to say, “Written and directed by Thor.” The villains are all wrong, the motivations are muddy, even the gadgetry is off. And the swaggering genius at the center of it all has become a preening fool. It’s like watching a great company switch CEOs from Bill Gates to Donald Trump.
Tony Stark, still jumpy with post-traumatic stress from his “Avengers” visit to New York City (I guess this town ain’t for California cream puffs, pal), challenges a terrorist (Ben Kingsley) called the Mandarin who murders Americans on live TV. Meanwhile, an inventor-turned-magnate (Guy Pearce) whom Tony once insulted has developed a system for regenerating human limbs. But that has the side effect of turning its beneficiaries/victims into human bombs. There’s also Tony’s scientist ex-girlfriend (Rebecca Hall), who can’t seem to make up her mind whether to be good or evil.
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There’s so much dumb stuff in “Iron Man 3” that I expected the credits to say, “Written and directed by Thor.” The villains are all wrong, the motivations are muddy, even the gadgetry is off. And the swaggering genius at the center of it all has become a preening fool. It’s like watching a great company switch CEOs from Bill Gates to Donald Trump.
Tony Stark, still jumpy with post-traumatic stress from his “Avengers” visit to New York City (I guess this town ain’t for California cream puffs, pal), challenges a terrorist (Ben Kingsley) called the Mandarin who murders Americans on live TV. Meanwhile, an inventor-turned-magnate (Guy Pearce) whom Tony once insulted has developed a system for regenerating human limbs. But that has the side effect of turning its beneficiaries/victims into human bombs. There’s also Tony’s scientist ex-girlfriend (Rebecca Hall), who can’t seem to make up her mind whether to be good or evil.
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The Reason Why I Did Not Write A Review for a While.
SORRY, but I did not see any new movies. The last movie I saw was Iron Man 3 and that review will come out soon.
Saturday, March 23, 2013
LeBron James Fan Runs On the Court
From Mash Able...
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How can you get LeBron James to follow you on Twitter? Storm the court during one of his NBA games, it seems.
King James has more than 7.7 million followers on the microblogging network, while following less than 300 himself. But huge LeBron fan James Blair recently became the NBA superstar's 297th follow after running onto the court during a game in Cleveland earlier this week.
LeBron's Miami Heat played in Cleveland, where James spent the first seven years of his career before leaving as a free agent, on Wednesday night. During the fourth quarter of the game, a Cavaliers fan — later identified as Blair — ran from the stands onto the court before quickly being wrapped up and dragged away by security.
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How can you get LeBron James to follow you on Twitter? Storm the court during one of his NBA games, it seems.
King James has more than 7.7 million followers on the microblogging network, while following less than 300 himself. But huge LeBron fan James Blair recently became the NBA superstar's 297th follow after running onto the court during a game in Cleveland earlier this week.
LeBron's Miami Heat played in Cleveland, where James spent the first seven years of his career before leaving as a free agent, on Wednesday night. During the fourth quarter of the game, a Cavaliers fan — later identified as Blair — ran from the stands onto the court before quickly being wrapped up and dragged away by security.
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The Croods Review
From SF Gate...
I do not own this book cover. The Croods and/or DreamWorks owns it all.
With so many second-rate animated films falling back on crudeness and bodily function humor when they lack a good script, it was fair to worry that "The Croods" would set a low in the genre.
There are signs of the apocalypse here, but those are only plot points. The prehistoric family comedy from DreamWorks Animation is a creative romp, light on focus but with plenty of ingenuity.
There is no shortage of stock characters to adorn lunch boxes and fast food kid meals. But even the gratuitous cute animal sidekick - a lemur-like creature named Belt who is used as a fashion accessory - feels pretty original.
Directors Kirk DeMicco and Chris Sanders seem hell-bent on avoiding "The Flintstones" comparisons, creating an environment that's closer to James Cameron's "Avatar" world than the Paleolithic era audiences are used to. This is (sort of) explained later, but largely irrelevant. The filmmakers establish early on that they're playing by their own rules.
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With so many second-rate animated films falling back on crudeness and bodily function humor when they lack a good script, it was fair to worry that "The Croods" would set a low in the genre.
There are signs of the apocalypse here, but those are only plot points. The prehistoric family comedy from DreamWorks Animation is a creative romp, light on focus but with plenty of ingenuity.
There is no shortage of stock characters to adorn lunch boxes and fast food kid meals. But even the gratuitous cute animal sidekick - a lemur-like creature named Belt who is used as a fashion accessory - feels pretty original.
Directors Kirk DeMicco and Chris Sanders seem hell-bent on avoiding "The Flintstones" comparisons, creating an environment that's closer to James Cameron's "Avatar" world than the Paleolithic era audiences are used to. This is (sort of) explained later, but largely irrelevant. The filmmakers establish early on that they're playing by their own rules.
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Friday, March 22, 2013
Admission Review
From Screen Rant
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In Admission, Tina Fey plays Portia Nathan, an admissions officer at Princeton University. Portia lives a life of seeming happiness – choosing the nation’s best young minds by day, routine nights of intellectual pursuit with her live-in boyfriend – until one by one, every element of her world starts to unravel.
First, her boyfriend Mark (Michael Sheen) leaves her for an ice-queen colleague (Sonya Walger), just as Portia’s career is poised to advance with the departure of her mentor (Wallace Shawn). If that wasn’t complicated enough, into Portia’s life walks John Pressman (Paul Rudd), the free-spirited dean of an eccentric new-age school. John comes hat in hand asking Portia to personally review the application of a student named Jeremiah (Nat Wolff), a genius savant who has struggled to find his way. At first, buttoned-up Portia wants nothing to do with the kid – but as John begins to share more and more about this unique boy, Portia finds herself questioning the entire college system she’s helped perpetuate for so long.
Based on the novel by Jean Hanff Korelitz, Admission is a pretty successful movie adaptation that manages to capture a good portion of the depth and complexity of its source material – which ultimately results in one strange bird of a film. A character study that’s not afraid to take its time developing its protagonist, narrative and thematic arcs, the movie is probably not what most viewers will expect – but may find pleasantly surprising, thanks in large part to the presence of Tina Fey in the central role.
The story was adapted for the screen by Karen Croner, who hasn’t had a screenwriting credit since One True Thing. Admission isn’t just a title, but rather a cornerstone term for what the story is about, thematically speaking: the idea of “letting someone in” (the same double entendre found in the film’s marketing), but also “admission” in the sense of confession; confronting the reality of self.
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I do not own this picture. Admission and Fandango owns it all.
In Admission, Tina Fey plays Portia Nathan, an admissions officer at Princeton University. Portia lives a life of seeming happiness – choosing the nation’s best young minds by day, routine nights of intellectual pursuit with her live-in boyfriend – until one by one, every element of her world starts to unravel.
First, her boyfriend Mark (Michael Sheen) leaves her for an ice-queen colleague (Sonya Walger), just as Portia’s career is poised to advance with the departure of her mentor (Wallace Shawn). If that wasn’t complicated enough, into Portia’s life walks John Pressman (Paul Rudd), the free-spirited dean of an eccentric new-age school. John comes hat in hand asking Portia to personally review the application of a student named Jeremiah (Nat Wolff), a genius savant who has struggled to find his way. At first, buttoned-up Portia wants nothing to do with the kid – but as John begins to share more and more about this unique boy, Portia finds herself questioning the entire college system she’s helped perpetuate for so long.
Based on the novel by Jean Hanff Korelitz, Admission is a pretty successful movie adaptation that manages to capture a good portion of the depth and complexity of its source material – which ultimately results in one strange bird of a film. A character study that’s not afraid to take its time developing its protagonist, narrative and thematic arcs, the movie is probably not what most viewers will expect – but may find pleasantly surprising, thanks in large part to the presence of Tina Fey in the central role.
The story was adapted for the screen by Karen Croner, who hasn’t had a screenwriting credit since One True Thing. Admission isn’t just a title, but rather a cornerstone term for what the story is about, thematically speaking: the idea of “letting someone in” (the same double entendre found in the film’s marketing), but also “admission” in the sense of confession; confronting the reality of self.
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Monday, March 18, 2013
Reggie Bush Trade
From the LA Times
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The Reggie Bush rumors appear to be coming to an end, as ESPN is reporting that the free-agent running back has agreed to terms on a four-year contract with the Detroit Lions.
[Updated at 1:08 p.m.: Bush was introduced as a member of the Lions at a press conference Tuesday afternoon. Terms of his contract were not disclosed.]
Reports earlier Wednesday had the Lions as a leading contender for Bush's services, after the former USC star visited Detroit on Tuesday and was said to have left with an offer to become the team's full-time running back.
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The Reggie Bush rumors appear to be coming to an end, as ESPN is reporting that the free-agent running back has agreed to terms on a four-year contract with the Detroit Lions.
[Updated at 1:08 p.m.: Bush was introduced as a member of the Lions at a press conference Tuesday afternoon. Terms of his contract were not disclosed.]
Reports earlier Wednesday had the Lions as a leading contender for Bush's services, after the former USC star visited Detroit on Tuesday and was said to have left with an offer to become the team's full-time running back.
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Sunday, March 17, 2013
The Incredible Burt Wonderstone Review
From EW...
I do not own this poster. The Incredible Burt Wonderstone owns it all.
In the Incredible Burt Wonderstone, Steve Carell and Steve Buscemi play world-famous Las Vegas magicians. Carell wears spangled red velvet and a poufy wig that makes him look like Barry Manilow, and Buscemi sports an even more unreal-looking lanky mop. Each night, they kick off their act by doing a smiley little dance to ''Abracadabra,'' that cheesy-catchy Steve Miller Band classic. This trademark fanfare places the two somewhere between Siegfried & Roy and the head-bopping Butabi brothers from Saturday Night Live, and I chuckled, with mild pleasure, at the dopey kitschiness of it. I assumed (or at least hoped) that the dance would be a warm-up for the much bigger laughs to come.
Carell's Burt Wonderstone and Buscemi's Anton Marvelton have been partners ever since they were childhood geeks who began inventing their own magic tricks back in the early '80s. They've been doing their sold-out show at Bally's for so long now that they're sick of it, and sick of each other, too. Burt, off stage, is a toxic diva who makes groupies sign contracts and treats Anton like an indentured servant. One night, the two are working with a brand-new assistant, Jane (Olivia Wilde), performing a classic trick that requires Burt and Jane to huddle inside a box, which Anton jabs with swords. Squeezed inside the compartment, Burt asks Jane to sleep with him that night, and when she turns him down, he throws a hissy fit. It should be an over-the-top funny moment, as Carell lashes out with a faux-aristocratic hauteur. He's going for a Will Ferrell meltdown, yet there's something a little too controlled about Carell's bombastic nuttiness. The effect isn't hilariously insane. Once again, it's just kind of mild.
Burt Wonderstone seems to be reaching for the tone of early Farrelly brothers movies like Kingpin, and also for the madcap hostility of Zoolander. Yet in too many scenes, the comedy doesn't quite ignite. The movie rarely climbs out of the chuckle zone, except for a few times when Jim Carrey is on screen as Burt and Anton's rival, a stringy-haired, tattooed street magician who specializes in cable-TV stunts that represent the new era: He's like Criss Angel as a Zen pain freak. The gleam of madness in Carrey's eye finds a perfect home in this role, which has him upping the ante on how far he'll go (holding in his urine for 12 days, spending a night on hot coals), all as a way to bedazzle jaded audiences.
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I do not own this poster. The Incredible Burt Wonderstone owns it all.
In the Incredible Burt Wonderstone, Steve Carell and Steve Buscemi play world-famous Las Vegas magicians. Carell wears spangled red velvet and a poufy wig that makes him look like Barry Manilow, and Buscemi sports an even more unreal-looking lanky mop. Each night, they kick off their act by doing a smiley little dance to ''Abracadabra,'' that cheesy-catchy Steve Miller Band classic. This trademark fanfare places the two somewhere between Siegfried & Roy and the head-bopping Butabi brothers from Saturday Night Live, and I chuckled, with mild pleasure, at the dopey kitschiness of it. I assumed (or at least hoped) that the dance would be a warm-up for the much bigger laughs to come.
Carell's Burt Wonderstone and Buscemi's Anton Marvelton have been partners ever since they were childhood geeks who began inventing their own magic tricks back in the early '80s. They've been doing their sold-out show at Bally's for so long now that they're sick of it, and sick of each other, too. Burt, off stage, is a toxic diva who makes groupies sign contracts and treats Anton like an indentured servant. One night, the two are working with a brand-new assistant, Jane (Olivia Wilde), performing a classic trick that requires Burt and Jane to huddle inside a box, which Anton jabs with swords. Squeezed inside the compartment, Burt asks Jane to sleep with him that night, and when she turns him down, he throws a hissy fit. It should be an over-the-top funny moment, as Carell lashes out with a faux-aristocratic hauteur. He's going for a Will Ferrell meltdown, yet there's something a little too controlled about Carell's bombastic nuttiness. The effect isn't hilariously insane. Once again, it's just kind of mild.
Burt Wonderstone seems to be reaching for the tone of early Farrelly brothers movies like Kingpin, and also for the madcap hostility of Zoolander. Yet in too many scenes, the comedy doesn't quite ignite. The movie rarely climbs out of the chuckle zone, except for a few times when Jim Carrey is on screen as Burt and Anton's rival, a stringy-haired, tattooed street magician who specializes in cable-TV stunts that represent the new era: He's like Criss Angel as a Zen pain freak. The gleam of madness in Carrey's eye finds a perfect home in this role, which has him upping the ante on how far he'll go (holding in his urine for 12 days, spending a night on hot coals), all as a way to bedazzle jaded audiences.
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Sunday, March 10, 2013
Amar'e Stoudemire Out for 7 weeks
From Newsday...
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Just when Amar'e Stoudemire was back to playing his best basketball in more than a year, the Knicks announced Saturday that he will undergo left knee surgery and miss the rest of the regular season.
Stoudemire will have an arthroscopic procedure known as a debridement performed this week and will miss at least six weeks. He had the same procedure performed on his right knee in the fall and missed the first two months of the regular season.
"It's a loss, it's a major loss to what we're trying to do," Knicks coach Mike Woodson said before Saturday night's 113-84 victory over the Utah Jazz. Woodson's Knicks are in a virtual tie with the Pacers for second place in the Eastern Conference, 2½ games ahead of the fourth-place Nets.
Stoudemire, who had two 22-point games in the past week, missed the team's shootaround after complaining of soreness in the knee. An MRI Saturday afternoon revealed the swelling.
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Just when Amar'e Stoudemire was back to playing his best basketball in more than a year, the Knicks announced Saturday that he will undergo left knee surgery and miss the rest of the regular season.
Stoudemire will have an arthroscopic procedure known as a debridement performed this week and will miss at least six weeks. He had the same procedure performed on his right knee in the fall and missed the first two months of the regular season.
"It's a loss, it's a major loss to what we're trying to do," Knicks coach Mike Woodson said before Saturday night's 113-84 victory over the Utah Jazz. Woodson's Knicks are in a virtual tie with the Pacers for second place in the Eastern Conference, 2½ games ahead of the fourth-place Nets.
Stoudemire, who had two 22-point games in the past week, missed the team's shootaround after complaining of soreness in the knee. An MRI Saturday afternoon revealed the swelling.
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Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Parker Review
Reserve a special place in hell for movies that end up awful when they don't have to be. To a list that includes Alex Cross, Savages and The Paperboy, add Parker. Taylor Hackford (Ray) is credited as director and John J. McLaughlin (Black Swan)
with the script. But the movie seems untouched by originality or human
hands. The title character, created by novelist Donald E. Westlake under
the name Richard Stark, is a career criminal with no first name. He
inspired many movies – one, 1967's Point Blank, with Lee Marvin, is top-tier. Another, 1999's Payback, with Mel Gibson, at least aspires to be.
Parker, with Jason Statham in the lead, inspires only
disgust. Statham is born for this material. But he plays the role with
as much enthusiasm as a paycheck actor going through the motions. Parker
is out for revenge against his fellow thieves, led by Michael Chiklis,
who steal his share of a robbery and leave him for dead. Ha! Parker
never dies! Instead, he follows his former crew to Florida and plots to
hijack their next heist with the help of a local realtor (Jennifer
Lopez, miscast as a simple girl with a dream) who's eager to walk on his
wild side.
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Saturday, January 26, 2013
NBA All Star Bench
I do not own this picture. News OK owns it.
In this article, I will be talking about who I think should be on the bench on the NBA All Star Game. I know they already announced it, but I think this is who it should be
East
Joe Johnson (Brooklyn) (Instead of Chris Bosh Miami)
Tyson Chandler (New York)
Carlos Boozer (Chicago) (Instead of Luol Deng Chicago)
J.R Smith (New York)(Instead of Paul George Indiana)
Paul Pierce (Boston) (Instead of Jrue Holiday Philadelphia)
Kyrie Irving (Cleveland)
Brook Lopez (Brooklyn) (Instead of Joakim Noah Chicago)
West
Andre Iguodala (Denver) (Instead of LaMarcus Aldridge Portland)
Tim Duncan (San Antonio)
James Harden (Houston)
David Lee (Golden State)
Damian Lillard (Portland)(Instead of Tony Parker San Antonio)
Rudy Gay (Memphis) (Instead of Zack Randolph)
Russell Westbrook (Oklahoma City.)
In this article, I will be talking about who I think should be on the bench on the NBA All Star Game. I know they already announced it, but I think this is who it should be
East
Joe Johnson (Brooklyn) (Instead of Chris Bosh Miami)
Tyson Chandler (New York)
Carlos Boozer (Chicago) (Instead of Luol Deng Chicago)
J.R Smith (New York)(Instead of Paul George Indiana)
Paul Pierce (Boston) (Instead of Jrue Holiday Philadelphia)
Kyrie Irving (Cleveland)
Brook Lopez (Brooklyn) (Instead of Joakim Noah Chicago)
West
Andre Iguodala (Denver) (Instead of LaMarcus Aldridge Portland)
Tim Duncan (San Antonio)
James Harden (Houston)
David Lee (Golden State)
Damian Lillard (Portland)(Instead of Tony Parker San Antonio)
Rudy Gay (Memphis) (Instead of Zack Randolph)
Russell Westbrook (Oklahoma City.)
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