No matter how talented a performer might be, he or she is bound to wind up with a consistent "type." For De Niro, it's gangsters. For Woody Allen, it's nebbishes. For Malin Akerman, it's occupants of past-era rock clubs. Last year, the comic actress shot for blockbuster in the disappointing Rock of Ages film adaptation, playing a music journalist entangled in a romantic affair with Tom Cruise's blistered pop star. In the developing film CBGB, Akerman is promoted to the position of spotlit artist, taking on the role of Blondie singer Debbie Harry.
Because Rock of Ages did little to impress, it doesn't bode too well for CBGB that the two films look so strikingly similar. But we're not here to shatter your hearts of glass — we're rooting for our flaxen-haired David Wain regular. So peruse these pictures from the CBGB set, and keep your spirits high with some pointers to separate the Adam Shankman flick with this new assembly of musical characters.
First off, the CBGB Akerman's hair is shorter, straighter, and a lot less toxic-looking than the 1980s 'do she sported in Rock of Ages. Perhaps a '70s Akerman will be one with more gravitas, more moxy, more oomph.
Secondly, there was no presence in Rock of Ages of the malnourished extraterrestrial (aka actor Taylor Hawkins as Iggy Pop) standing beside Akerman in the image above.
And finally, there doesn't seem to be any instance in CBGB of an adult male performing a love ballad to Akerman's rear end. But that doesn't mean there won't be any sexual tension...
CBGB also stars Alan Rickman, Rupert Grint, Justin Bartha, and Johnny Galecki.
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Hey, guys: look! Did your afternoon feel lacking and without a nice little sight gag involving a giraffe hurtling towards death on the freeway? Look no further, my friends, because, oh man, the chuckle brigade has reunited one last time to bring us the third iteration of The Hangover films, and the studio behind the comedy clusterf**k has released a few new clips for the hee-haw raucous romp of rehashed proportions.
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The Hangover Part III shows the Wolf Pack reunited at long, long, long last (you've all been waiting with breath that is bated for so eons — how have you managed to survive?!) to tackle one last shenanigansy-filled trip to Vegas: where things all began for Stu (Ed Helms), Phil (Bradley Cooper), Alan (Zach Galifinakis), and Doug (Justin Bartha). And — dear lord — hopefully where they will end.
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Do we really need to rehash what is likely to be the plot of this film? A seemingly inocuous trip turns into a vacation from h-e-double-hockey-sticks, and John Goodman is there. As is Ken Jeong. Oh, and look! Melissa McCarthy! If The Hangover II taught us anything, this will be another lesson in groan-worthy mediocrity. Because what isn't funny about making the same movie over and over again, amirite? Hollywood at its best!
Check out the new international trailer and TV spot, below:
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The wolf pack is... oh jeez, you get the idea already.
While the first trailer for The Hangover: Part III doesn't give away too much about the plot of the final chapter in Todd Phillips' drunken debauchery saga, how much could there actually be to give away, really? It's a safe bet the third installment will follow a similar formula as they first two Hangover movies: the guys will get drunk, do something terrible, forget about what happened, piece it back together, get away scot free, hilarity will ensure, and it will make buckets upon buckets of money.
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Still, there are some other things we picked up on from the trailer (which comes a day after those inspired Harry Potter-like posters were released), other than the fact that Phil, Alan, Stu (played by Bradley Cooper, Zach Galifianakis, and Ed Helms, respectively), Jade (Heather Graham) and unfortunately, the grating one-note Mr. Chow (Ken Jeong) are all back for more shenanigans at the original scene of the crime(s), Las Vegas. Just as Justin Bartha recently revealed to Hollywood.com, "You’ll get a lot of the characters that have been in the first two movies back in the third one.”
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It appears as though Doug's father-in-law Sid (Jeffrey Tambor) bites the big one, the fellas have gotten into trouble with mask-wearing gangsters (who John Goodman seems to be in charge of), a lollipop enthusiast (Melissa McCarthy) swaps spit with Alan, there's a prison outbreak, and Alan has an unexpectedly beautiful singing voice. Oh, and he buys a giraffe. Those wacky grown men!
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When will they ever learn?! Ah, right, never... but technically on May 24, when The Hangover: Part III hits theaters. Watch the preview here:
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The wolfpack is back, but their shenanigans might be a little more deadly this time around...
The Hangover Part III director Todd Phillips shared some sneak peak pictures of the upcoming movie on Instagram, and one photo in particular has us a little worried. Check out the pics below:
While we love our first look at John Goodman in the movie (see #5), that last picture shows Ed Helms, Bradley Cooper, and Justin Bartha standing in a cemetary, wearing their Sunday best. There could only be one explanation: they're attending a funeral.
Now, since this is an installment of The Hangover, many different and wacky scenarios could be the reason for this seemingly-out-of-place dramatic setting, and we're left to wonder: who dies? Could it actually be a member of the wolfpack, or someone else?
Take our poll below and let us know who you think bites the dust!
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When a movie gets knocked around from one crummy release date to another one would assume that it is pretty awful. However even I a knowledgeable and open-minded film geek wasn’t prepared for the monstrosity that is Season of the Witch a medieval mess that has reportedly been in the works for a decade. You’d never be able to tell so many years of preparation went into this sad excuse for a B-movie based on its laughable CGI dialogue and contrived premise. How many flavors of bad is this supernatural stinker? Sample this…
A period horror action flick Season of the Witch is initially set in a cursed city suffering from the Black Plague that has deformed and decimated the majority of its population. The disease has been unleashed as a result of a literal witch-hunt gone wrong. Ancient evil forces are afoot and the blame is put on a young girl who the Church believes is a witch. Though imprisoned in the dungeons of a castle her power reigns supreme. Enter Behman (Nicolas Cage) and Felson (Ron Perlman) Knights of the Crusades who happen upon the city on their way back to civilization. Once recognized as deserters they are imprisoned and given the choice to remain captive or lead a suicide transport mission to a remote monastery where the girl’s innocence or guilt can be determined. If deemed evil she is to be destroyed.
The premise though far from original could have been cool if executed with some style but director Dominic Sena (Gone In Sixty Seconds) is incapable of making it enjoyable. Instead of creating suspense through eerie environments he settles for cheap thrills that fall short every time. His use of CGI is painfully bad conjuring effects that would’ve looked dated around the turn of the century. Most insulting is the film’s big “twist” - a lazy paradigm shift so easily foreseeable the movie should have just been called The Devil’s Advocate. Is that not bad enough for you? Just wait it gets better (read: worse).
Stars Cage and Perlman are Razzie bound with a pair of pathetic non-performances. The accomplished actors don’t even try to get into character. Rather they don period garb shield and sword and run around like cheap imitations of their former selves for two hours. You won’t hear any attempts at English accents because apparently 14th Century Knights are just like contemporary buddy cops. With this little effort being put forth by the two men who are essentially the reason folks will pay to see the movie Season of the Witch doesn’t have much of a leg to stand on. The supporting cast which includes Ulrich Thomsen Stephen Graham and Christopher Lee try to bear the burden but cannot undo the damage that Cage and Perlman inflict upon this film. The scariest thing about Season of the Witch is the movie itself an abomination of bad filmmaking and terrible acting.
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John C. Reilly told Jimmy Fallon about what it was like to film a love scene with Jennifer Aniston, which I bet is exactly why you even went to college in the first place. And I can’t blame you. The sheer possibility of that information being part of my curriculum was what got me to arrive at my 7AM Advanced Freshman Spanish class on time.
Jimmy Boy (do you like that? I’m trying it on for size) also talked to Justin Bartha about being in the Broadway play, “Lend Me a Tenor.” He says it’s great, blah blah blah, but he’s so handsome you should watch it anyway. But oh! Bartha also talked about what it was like to star in a play where the theater is right in the heart of Times Square, so when random people decide to try and put a bomb in Times Square, it can be crazy scary. So you can watch the clip to hear more about that, or you can watch it to just watch his hair. But it’s up to you. You’re your own entity.
Harry Connick Jr is RIDICULOUS! You’ll disagree, but he’s ridiculous because he has three daughters, and he told David Letterman about them. It's so ridiculously adorable I almost want to kill him.
Choosing two clips from Jay Leno’s show last night is hard, because I like both of the guests very much: Dennis Leary and Judd Apatow. Dennis Leary is great, but I feel like he’s so insane that if you asked him to sign one of the math tests you failed, he’d refuse because he wouldn’t understand what the point of adding his signature would be. He’s brilliantly insane. So this is the clip I think you should watch of him being that way.
And I like Judd Apatow, because he’s quietly smart and hilarious. His humor isn’t all hopped up on ‘roids or something, like Robin Williams. Apatow is an average guy who happens to be very funny. I feel like I could ask him to help me put air into my soccer ball (HAPPY WORLD CUP DAY!). So watch this clip of him talking about meeting Sarah Palin and his new movie, “Get Him to the Russian.” I mean “Greek.” Sorry.
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Who would have thought there’d be so much secret buried treasures in this fine country of ours? Thank goodness we have treasure hunter Ben Gates (Nicolas Cage) on the case. It’s been a few years since he and his crew discovered the Knights Templar treasure beneath the streets of New York but it looks like a new treasure hunt is afoot. It all starts when a missing page from the diary of John Wilkes Booth surfaces accusing Ben’s great-great-grandfather as a key conspirator in Abraham Lincoln’s death. In order to clear his family’s name Ben must rummage through the Queen’s desk at Buckingham Palace kidnap the President of the United States and get his hands on the fabled Book of Secrets with all of our nation’s deep dark ones--AND get his acrimoniously divorced parents (Jon Voight and Helen Mirren) in the same room together--just so he can find one of the world’s most elusive treasures: the ancient Native American “City of Gold.” Hunting along with him once again is his trusted--now broke--friend Riley Poole (Justin Bartha) and estranged girlfriend Abigail Chase (Diane Kruger) who honestly were just waiting for another cool adventure to pop up so they could take a break from their ordinary lives. It’s always better in a Nic Cage actioner when he doesn’t ham it up. Ben Gates is a perfect alter ego for the actor--whip-smart a little nerdy but adorably inquisitive and relentless in his pursuit of ancient artifacts or to clear his family's name or whatever the case may be. I guess you could call him a modern-day Indiana Jones minus the fedora and whip. Voight too doesn’t have to overplay it as Ben’s dad Patrick and can feel proud to have his name attached to the movie (unlike say Bratz or Anaconda). As for the lovely Mirren you half-expect her to show up at Queen Elizabeth II when Ben is in Buckingham Palace but alas the Oscar winner just gets to sit back and have fun as Ben’s mom a professor of Native American culture (yes she comes in handy). Kruger’s Abigail is still blonde spunky and protecting historical documents. But it’s Bartha as electronics expert Riley who steals nearly every scene he is in with one snarky line after another. My personal favorite: “So let's recap: We've broken into Buckingham Palace and the Oval Office stolen a page from the President's super-secret book and actually kidnapped the President of the United States. What are we gonna do next short-sheet the Pope's bed?” Good thing director Jon Turteltaub stumbled upon this goldmine franchise or he might be stuck making sequels to Disney’s The Kid. Much like the Indiana Jones series what makes the National Treasure movies fun are their sense of adventure the code-breaking--and the American history slant. They speak not only to the treasure hunters who crave excitement but also to the History Channel buffs. It’s a combination that works. Of course Book of Secrets is just as wildly far-fetched as the original National Treasure but Turteltaub keeps things moving at a good clip so you don’t mind suspending disbelief. Actually you might want to jot down some notes--you know just in case there might be a sliver of truth. Then again that might be something the filmmakers don't want you to do. With the climactic ending at a famous American landmark (won't give it away) they keep it pretty vague exactly where Ben and the gang are looking for the treasure. I'm sure the peeps wouldn't appreciate amateur treasure seekers flocking to the landmark to look for the City of Gold. Oh and if Book of Secrets makes the piles of cash it should look for a third installment hinted at at the end of this one.
Let's just get through Gigli's plot so we can move on to the fun stuff. A lowly hit man Larry Gigli (Ben Affleck) is hired to kidnap the mentally handicapped little brother (Justin Bartha) of a federal prosecutor for Mob purposes. A second hitperson the comely independent-minded Ricki (Jennifer Lopez) is also put on the case because Gigli can't be trusted to do the job correctly. Holed up in Gigli's apartment the duo clashes at first but gradually form a bond even though Gigli is a chauvinistic jughead and Ricki a tough-nut lesbian. Of course they also form an attachment to their quarry Brian who in his untainted innocence manages to change these two hardened individuals. Now that's over with here's just a sampling of some of the deep and meaningful dialogue that passes between these two lovebirds: Says Gigli: "I am the bull and you are the cow…f**k with the bull you get the horn." Gigli to Ricki: "I'm the Sultan of Slick…the original gangster's gangster." Ricki to Gigli: "You know this might be a good time to suggest you not allow the seeds of cruel hope to sprout in your soul." Then later more from Ricki: "The penis is a sea slug or more like a really long toe. But kissing the mouth…The mouth--the lips the warm moist hole--is a twin sister to the…" Well you get the picture. Even Brian gets in a good one when he chirps spastically "It's not my fault I'm brain damaged!" Can it get any better than this?
Ben Jen what were you thinking? On second thought don't answer that--we'd probably rather not know. This is one time when watching two huge celebrities like Jennifer Lopez and Ben Affleck fall in love is more cringe-worthy than romantic in any way. Imagine if you will Lopez as Ricki who having succumbed to Gigli's er charm sprawls herself seductively on the bed in a little kimono robe and tells him "It's turkey time. Gobble gobble"--with a straight face. Or how about this one: "You know I'm not into the whole man thing…but somehow you got through." (Insert audible collective audience groan here). Affleck who stands around looking like he's been hit in the face with a frying pan most of the time--of course without ever mussing his hair--comes off looking even worse if that's possible. His accent fluctuates between that of a Brooklyn thug and Southern California surfer dude. As far as how some of the high-profile cameos in the film got there--including Christopher Walken as a quirky cop and Al Pacino as a mobster who gets to vent in his usual boisterous way--obviously some favors must have been called in. Pacino did win his only Oscar for his performance in Scent of a Woman helmed by Gigli's director Martin Brest. Maybe they all deserve more credit for enduring such utterly banal garbage.
Writer/director Brest has had a spotty career at best. Of a handful of movies he's had a hit here and there (Beverly Hills Cop) and a few failures (Meet Joe Black). But with Gigli the filmmaker reaches the bottom rung. He took big names thrown them in a big-budget crime drama that really wants to be a small talky indie and the end result is more like a really bad play in which all the characters give their own over-the-top soliloquies waxing prophetic about every subject under the sun--differences between males and females being gay vs. straight anger management retardation slopping pie on one's head (believe it). Granted on some level Brest is trying to think out of the box within a formulaic setting and in all honesty Gigli's premise isn't all that dreadful--just hacky. There may have been a somewhat decent movie hidden somewhere in Gigli--enough of movie at least to attract Lopez and Affleck (whose romance began on the shoot). Instead it's a discombobulated jumbled mess of incoherent musings and horrible dialogue that moviegoers just shouldn't be subjected to. We wonder if at this very moment J. Lo isn't saying to her future hubby "Let's not do this again"--but wait they are in Kevin Smith's Jersey Girls. We don't want to know what he's saying.