The British actor stars as a body language expert who helps criminal investigations by detecting lies in the programme, which has run for three seasons since its debut in 2009.
Executives at John Gertz Productions (JGP) claim to have acquired the rights to Roderick Anscombe's 2005 novel The Interview Room, about a psychiatrist who is an expert in detecting untruths, and turned it into a screenplay for a show called Lie to Lie which was offered to Fox in 2007.
The lawsuit, filed at Los Angeles Superior Court, alleges production company bosses spent three months working with chiefs at Fox on the idea, discussing "specific plot lines not only for the pilot episode, but also for subsequent episodes" before TV heads dropped the idea.
They claim it was subsequently turned into Lie To Me.
The legal papers, obtained by The Hollywood Reporter, state, "Defendants falsely stated to plaintiffs that they were abandoning the project. In reality, defendants did not abandon their efforts to make The Interview Room and Lie to Lie into a television series at all - defendants just wanted to cut plaintiffs out of the deal they made."
JGP and Anscombe are suing Fox, executive Simon Andreae and Imagine Entertainment, for breach of contract and breach of confidence, according to the publication.
In other words The Holiday probably falls under the “guilty pleasure” category. Its not a classic romantic comedy by any standards but darn it it still makes you smile more often than you want to admit. The story centers on two women: Iris (Kate Winslet) a British newspaper columnist hopelessly in love with a man about to marry someone else and Amanda (Cameron Diaz) a highly successful L.A. career woman who just broke up with her latest cheating boyfriend. Being at the right place at the right time these two gals meet online at a home exchange website and impulsively switch homes for the holiday. Shortly after arriving at their destinations both women find the last thing either wants or expects: A new romance. Amanda is charmed by Iris' handsome brother Graham (Jude Law) and Iris with inspiration provided by legendary screenwriter Arthur (Eli Wallach) mends her heart when she meets film composer Miles (Jack Black). Oh just go ahead and take a big gooey bite. It’s good for the soul. The biggest problem in The Holiday is unfortunately the casting—which is real shame because you really want the chemistry to zing. They get it right with Winslet and Law who are both trying something a little different as romantic leads. Winslet in fact admitted to Reuters this was one of the more nerve-wracking parts she’s ever played because she couldn’t hide behind an American accent or a costume playing someone closer to well herself. But you would think these two Oscar-nominees had been making these type movies all along especially the insanely gorgeous Law who should have every woman swooning with his sensitivity. Where they get it wrong is with the Americans as the Brits just act giant circles around them. Black is clearly out of place. Although being very charming and funny looking like he made Winslet laugh a LOT (and who wouldn’t with that guy around?) their connection on screen is somewhat amiss. Diaz comes off looking even worse. Even though she’s the veteran of the romantic comedy (There's Something About Mary My Best Friend's Wedding) her screechy neurotic klutzy Amanda is in no way appealing. You have to scratch your head wondering why Law’s Graham would fall so hard for her. What does make The Holiday work however is writer/director Nancy Meyers. She’s proven herself quite adept at the genre with films such as What Women Want and Something's Gotta Give under her belt. With The Holiday Meyers skillfully crafts individual moments of refreshing comedy as well as heartening scenes of blossoming romance. The initial seduction scene between Amanda and Graham is particularly sweet and quirky with the crisp dialogue flying at a nice clip. And isn’t it comforting to see a holiday movie minus feuding neighbors commerciality or any sort of mean-spiritedness? But Meyers has the tendency to go more for the superficial rather than dig deep with her characters. The Holiday has a one of those glossy rosy glows whose only aim is to make you feel good. True the film will mostly speak volumes to the women in the audience (that’s a polite way of saying its a “chick flick”) but oh well. It’s fluff may be a nice reprieve during the hustle and bustle of the season.
Guy walks into a bar…and all hell breaks loose! In a saloon in Nowheretown USA the regular Joes and Janes are doing the regular deeds when “Hero” (Eric Dane)--introduced via freeze-frame as all characters are with vital statistics typed out including life expectancy--bursts through the door bloodied and warning that “These things are coming.” Well let’s just say his “life expectancy” was ambitious. Then his er widow “Heroine” (Navi Rawat) bursts through the door with the same urgency. The motley crew of patrons and employees (Krista Allen Balthazar Getty Judah Friedlander Henry Rollins Clu Gulager and Duane Whitaker) are all caught off-guard but soon have to take the threat seriously. The threat as it turns out comes from monsters--as they are technically known in the film--stalking them from outside the bar. Which is never good. Like any true campy horror flick Feast’s cast is decidedly C-list (to put it mercifully). In fact if you watched the most recent season of Bravo’s Project Greenlight show--on which Feast was greenlit and filmed--you’re more likely to think of this group as reality TV stars than movie veterans which isn’t a knock on their talent! Rawat (TV’s The O.C. and Numb3rs) scores the meatiest role but doesn’t always look like the right choice for it. Getty who is slowly creeping towards possible “It” status is likable but snagging all the good lines never hurts. Friedlander is Hollywood’s most notorious “Oh that guy!” guy whom you’ll instantly recognize once you see him. Predictably he plays the doofus but plays it well. (Talk about being typecast!) The beautiful Allen maybe best known as George Clooney’s rumored on/off girlfriend can act but is perhaps too pretty for her own good a la pre-Monster Charlize Theron. And Rollins the aging punk-rock icon who usually plays harder-edged roles cleans up nice here so to speak. Project Greenlight is so much fun to watch but for director John Gulager the televised fishbowl that was his Hollywood directorial debut must’ve been absolute hell. With so much quibbling on the set and in the offices to concoct a product that both makes for great TV and a profitable movie--its quality seemed of secondary importance on the show--is so far from what moviemaking is about; the filmmaker’s (a.k.a. “winner” of the contest) voice if not entire career is automatically stifled in the process. As expected the show also turned Feast into a mess. The intros for each character and their life expectancy are somewhat clever (thanks to writers Marcus Dunstan and Patrick Melton) but not properly executed. From that point on Feast has moments that are fun in a sleazy way but most notably the director just seems absent or muted--there’s nothing distinctive which is where the director typically comes in. And the graininess hurts the film’s look often coming across as more of a student film than proper B-horror.
Alejandro (Banderas) the former thief turned defender of the downtrodden seems poised to give up his swashbuckling ways as California shifts from Mexican territory to U.S. statehood. But he stubbornly refuses to be domesticated. A rift grows between Mr. and Mrs. Zorro when his wife Elena (Zeta-Jones) insists he’s not there for his spirited young son Joaquin (Adrian Alonso). But even as Elena appears to divorce Alejandro and dally with a mysterious dashing old schoolmate (Rufus Sewell) Zorro remains a much-needed force of good when he discovers a plot that threatens to tear the U.S. apart. Still ranking high among the most beautiful people currently on the big screen Banderas and Zeta-Jones successfully evolve their on-screen relationship to reflect the too-long passage of time between films. If only the arch energy they bring to their banter and the passion they heat their love scenes with weren’t hindered by the clichéd by-the-numbers script. Meanwhile though a semi-believable potential romantic rival to Banderas the ever-arresting Sewell remains one of the most underutilized actors in Hollywood relegated to yet-another period heavy role. Alonso shows pluck as the budding Zorro Jr. but his charisma is dampened by overly cutes-y scenes and too-modern one-liners. Even though both Banderas and Zeta-Jones have emerged as top-flight actors and A-level movie stars since the original the sequel still sorely misses the class and gravitas Anthony Hopkins brought to the first outing. None of director Martin Campbell’s films since The Mask of Zorro have demonstrated the same whip-smart panache and sadly this sequel though serviceable is no exception. He competently carries off the necessary but familiar-feeling action set pieces and at times he lets the simmering sex vibe between his stars run loose albeit briefly on the screen. The film certainly isn’t so lackluster as to provoke bored Zs from the audience but it’s a shame to see El Zorro’s blade this dulled.
Couples therapy is for the birds. Trying to annihilate one another with high-tech weaponry is the best
way to spice up a dull marriage. So say John (Brad Pitt) and Jane Smith (Angelina Jolie) a seemingly ordinary suburban couple stuck in a six-year lifeless marriage. They learn this helpful marriage tip firsthand after discovering each other's "little" secret. Seems they are actually two of the world's most deadly assassins but they work for competing companies. Yeah you'd think something like that would have come up at some point while eating at the breakfast nook. Of course once the secret is out there's no turning back. Now hired to assassinate each other the fun really begins as the once-bitter Smiths discover a newfound source of excitement in their marriage. Oh boy do they ever. So does one of them kill the other to keep their job? Or should the two hottest people on the planet--after shooting up their house and beating the holy whaley out of each other--reconcile and get blood all over each other while having steamy sex? You decide.
OK let's just get it over with. Whatever may have happened off set between Jolie and Pitt there's no denying that they indeed have an immediate palpable connection on screen. From the moment they appear as Mr. and Mrs. Smith sitting in a therapist's office discussing their marriage you can feel the chemistry oozing off of them even in their estrangement. Maybe it's real but it may also be a
testament to their talent. Sure Jolie and Pitt can play professional assassins exchanging rapid gunfire in their sleep. But painting a convincing picture of a strained marriage? That's a different story. Between the bickering the long silences the tense politeness even finishing each other's sentences these highly capable actors rise to the occasion as the married Smiths. And to think Nicole Kidman was originally slotted to play Mrs. Smith. That would have been an entirely different film. For a little extra comic relief there's the always hilarious Vince Vaughn as John's colleague. He's a mild-mannered fellow who lives with his mother because she's the only woman he's ever "trusted." The quippy exchanges between Vaughn and Pitt are classic. "Women. They all try to kill you slowly painfully cripplingly… " he warns John. I wouldn't say all that. Hand me that gun please.
First-time writer Simon Kinberg came up with Mr. & Mrs. Smith for his Master thesis at Columbia University Film School. Several drafts later and with a little help from the Academy Award-winning screenwriter Akiva Goldsman and director Doug Liman
(The Bourne Identity) the real Smith was born. Liman has a good handle on all the action especially in choreographing the penultimate confrontation between the Smiths in their beautifully manicured home. Firing guns throwing punches and knives and blowing stuff up just feels good doesn't it? But you do have to throw logic out the window when you're in the Smith world. Come on the fact that these two highly trained über-killers never knew each other's secret professions seems more than a little farfetched especially if we are to believe they--and the competing companies they work for--are as high tech professional and deadly as they say they are. No matter. The implausibility of it all rarely detracts from watching two of the sexiest movie stars around pound the living crap out of one another--and then kiss to makeup. Good stuff.
Actor Robert De Niro will be hosting 9/11, a CBS special on the World Trade Center attacks of Sept. 11. The two-hour program will feature exclusive footage from inside the complex, shot by two French brothers, Gedeon and Jule Naudet, who were at ground zero filming a documentary when the attacks happened. They were the only ones to capture the first plane hitting the World Trade Center.
De Niro is co-founder of the Tri BeCa Film Center, which is located just a few blocks from ground zero. Widely considered the quintessential New Yorker, De Niro was chosen as host for his long-standing association to the Big Apple. The show will air Sunday, March 10, at 9 p.m.
Latino singing sensation Gloria Estefan will help bring a little salsa to the Olympic Games closing night ceremonies Feb. 24 in Salt Lake City. Estefan will be singing a medley of her greatest hits, and won't that be fun?
ShoWest 2002 has picked Jennifer Lopez as their female star of the year. She'll be feted March 7 at ShoWest's gala awards in Las Vegas. Last year's recipient was Sandra Bullock.
Another match made in pop-singer heaven: Pop artist Jessica Simpson, 21, has announced her engagement to Nick Lachey, 28, of boy band 98 Degrees. No wedding date has been set.
Former Playmate and MTV queen Jenny McCarthy will be getting a dose of reality soon enough. She and her husband, director John Asher (Showtime's Going to California), are expecting their first child in June.
Bob Dylan's 1965 collection Highway 61 Revisited, Willie Nelson's 1975 breakthrough album Red Headed Stranger and Bing Crosby's popular single, "Swinging On a Star" were just some of the 55 recordings inducted into the Grammy Hall of Fame on Thursday.
NBC Studios and the Jim Henson Co. have discussed a deal to develop and produce an original Muppet movie for this year's holiday season. It's a Wonderful Muppet Christmas will blend parodies of classic Christmas films with feature guest shots and cameo appearances from NBC stars. Plus, Kermit the Frog will apparently kiss Miss Piggy full on the snout.
Stop the presses! Joan Collins, 68, will be taking the marriage plunge--for the fifth time--this weekend. She'll wed her much younger paramour, 36-year-old Peruvian-born theater company manager Percy Gibson, at London's Claridge's Hotel.
Jada Pinkett Smith, the pixie-cutie married to recent Oscar-nominee Will Smith, says she and Will carry on like every day was Valentine's Day. "I know this might sound a little cheesy but we really try to celebrate Valentine's Day every single day," Pinkett Smith told The Associated Press. "We don't wait for the 14th to come around. We really, really try to do it every single day." That's sweet. Delusional, but sweet.
In a ruling Thursday, British pop singer Robbie Williams lost his copyright battle with Ludlow Music, who charged that Williams' song "Jesus in a Camper Van" substantially copied from the Woody Guthrie song "I Am The Way." The defendants will be expected to hand over 25% of the royalties earned from "Jesus in a Camper Van," as well as pay for all legal expenses.
Actress Jami Gertz, best known for her recent stint on Fox's Ally McBeal, is set to star as comedian and former SNL star Gilda Radner in ABC's movie It's Always Something: The Gilda Radner Story. Radner died of ovarian cancer in 1989. ABC plans to air the movie this spring.
The Federal Trade Commission filed a complaint Wednesday to shut down Access Resource Services Inc. and Psychic Readers Network, the companies responsible for those popular psychic hotlines currently being hawked on television. The FTC objects to their rampant deception, and included a suit against the service's spokeswoman Youree Dell Harris, known as "Miss Cleo." Harris now has to prove she is a clever shaman from Jamaica. I guess she can't quite predict everything.
Years after Earth is destroyed by a hostile alien race (when aren't they
hostile?) a strapping young buck named Cale (Matt Damon) is recruited
for a mission to locate a spaceship that holds the key to human
survival. With the alien baddies on their tail Cale and company are in
a race against time to secure a new home for the Earthlings who have
been left homeless by the Drej.
This brilliant animated sci-fi adventure has the added benefit of a
stellar cast. Other than John Leguizamo who renders a whimsical voice
for the nonhuman navigator Gune the cast refrains from altering their
normal voices instead injecting their regular speech with the type of
emotion sincerity and charm you'd expect from a live-action feature. In
addition to Damon Drew Barrymore is Akima the pilot who catches Cale's
eye; Bill Pullman is the authoritative captain; Nathan Lane is the
suspicious first mate; and Janeane Garofalo is a weapons specialist with
(surprise!) a bad attitude.
In addition to producing "Anastasia " veteran animators Don Bluth and
Gary Goldman are known for creating some of the most popular laser disc
interactive video games and it shows in "Titan A.E." The brilliant
graphics and sophisticated animation here will prompt more than one
double take as you wonder whether what you're seeing is real or
animated. The tapestry that surrounds the characters -- particularly in
the final moments of Earth -- is nothing short of the best animation
ever to hit the big screen. Just one question: What's up with Cale's
naked butt scene and Akima's shower sequence? We haven't seen this much
animated skin since Shelley Winters evacuated the Poseidon.