Suh-weetness. Ben Stiller is considering joining Neighborhood Watch. Now, this is a project to get excited over. It follows a group of neighborhood dads who form a neighborhood watch (thus the title) more to have some male bonding time instead of, you know, actually watching the neighborhood. But then things get crazy when they actually uncover a dastardly plot. It was recently rewritten by Seth Rogen and Evan Goldberg (awesome). So Ben Stiller joining? Woo!
Another great piece of news for this project is Akiva Schaffer has been offered the directing job. Schaffer’s a member of The Lonely Island and is generally responsible for directing most of SNL’s Digital Shorts. He also rapped on "I’m on a Boat" and directed Hot Rod. He’s a really talented and this high profile gig would be awesome.
You may be asking yourself “Hollywood.com, why are you reporting on an announcement of a rap album, let alone a fake rap album?” Well I’ll tell you why, fictional person who talks to computers: banana hemorrhoids. Yes, that answer doesn’t make any sense, but neither does talking to a computer and asking it stupid questions.
No, we’re reporting on it because this album will be the basis of most of the SNL Digital Shorts next year and those are always awesome. For those unaware, Andy Samberg and his friends Jorma Taccone and Akiva Schaffer started the Lonely Island prior to joining SNL (Taccone and Schaffer as writers), where they created short digital videos that were precursors to the "SNL Digital Short" of today. Both Schaffer and Taccone have branched out into directing as well. Schaffer handled the Lonely Island’s first feature Hot Rod while Taccone directed the masterpiece MacGruber. So yes, we’re excited.
And we’re also reporting on it because their last album, Incredibad, is actually a good album and worth listening to as it’s actual music and not a collection of jokes. These guys actually know how to rap and have good taste. Along with their great sense of fun and star studded guest MCs and singers, their next album should be straight up ballin’. Which I’m pretty sure is a term popularly used for expressing one’s appreciation in someone else’s work of art.
Check out the video announcement and tell me you’re not ready for this to drop:
Source: The Lonely Island Twitter
Commercials for MacGruber have been airing for weeks proudly boasting quotes that refer to it as “the best SNL skit movie since Wayne’s World” and “arguably the best action-comedy since Beverly Hills Cop.” Such outsized blurbs — usually accompanied by miniscule attributions — have long been a sine qua non of movie marketing strategy but what makes MacGruber’s case unique is that its praise came not from the usual studio fluffers but from The Atlantic the venerable 150-year-old publication that counts the likes of Longfellow and Ralph Waldo Emerson among its founders. Calling anything “the best SNL skit movie since ...” may be faint praise akin to "You're the smartest stripper I've ever met " but it’s still impressive for a film based on a shtick that typically struggles to conjure enough laughs to fill a two-minute sketch.
And it’s true. MacGruber star Will Forte and director Jorma Taccone (who also co-wrote the film along with John Solomon) much like the character Richard Dean Anderson they mercilessly parody took the scrap that was their middling SNL sketch and somehow turned it into one of the funniest films of the year.
The film which pits the super-handy MacGruber against his sworn enemy a nuke-stealing terrorist named Dieter Von Cunth (Val Kilmer gracefully entering the self-mocking stage of his career and selling it like a champ) works in part because it heartily exploits all the advantages unavailable to its television counterpart: a hard-R rating that lets it showcase among other things MacGruber’s unmatched throat-ripping skills and his willingness to suck a c**k to save American lives (let's see Jack Bauer try that); a script that clearly took more than a week — possibly as many as two — to construct; and guest stars who actually care enough to learn all of their lines. Forte's SNL co-star Kristen Wiig is fantastic as MacGruber's partner/love interest — a role more crucial to the comedy than you'd think — and even the much-maligned (by me mainly) Ryan Phillippe is pleasantly serviceable opposite Forte as his beleaguered straight man. In fact — dare I say it — he’s almost likable.
Don’t tell him I said that.
Andy Samberg gets his “D**k” out of the box and into his “Pants.”
The clever SNL filmmaker scores again with his latest Digital Short entitled “J*** In My Pants,” teaming once again with his cronies Jorma Taccone and Akiva Schaffer, the masterminds behind the first mega-YouTube hit, the Digital Short “Lazy Sunday.”
You’ll recognize cameos from actress/model Molly Sims and former Sopranos star Jamie-Lynn Sigler, as “the hot girls,” as well as Justin Timberlake (natch).
Click here to laugh your ass off, courtesy of Hulu.com.
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Rod Kimble (Andy Samberg) is what Napoleon Dynamite might’ve been had he fantasized about Jackass instead of ligers: a gawky half-wit with a penchant for stunts he can’t come close to pulling off. But when his stepfather (Ian McShane) falls gravely ill and can’t afford a heart transplant it’s just the motivation Rod needs to go that extra mile er bus. See Rod has decided to try and jump across 15 buses in hopes of raising money for his stepdad’s operation—but only to get him healthy enough for Rod to beat him fair and square in a fight (which will make more sense if you see the movie). So Rod assembles his “crew”—stepbrother/videographer/team manager Kevin (Jorma Taccone); mechanic Dave (Bill Hader); ramp builder Rico (Danny McBride); and newest member Denise (Isla Fisher) on whom Rod has a massive crush—to help whip him into shape. He hits an emotional roadblock when he learns that his real father did not in fact die testing a stunt for Evel Knievel but ultimately nothing can keep Rod down—except gravity. Usually Saturday Night Live stars have to leave the show before they can headline a movie—like Adam Sandler whose brain Samberg would clearly love to pick (and transplant into his own). But Samberg was wise to allow himself something in SNL to fall back on because his Digital Shorts talent (i.e. the Justin Timberlake collabo “D**k in a Box”) doesn’t exactly translate into feature-length humor. There are undeniably hilarious random freak-outs even to the un-stoned and in a few years he might be the Next Great SNL retiree but the jokes become one-note very quickly. So comedic voice of Generation Y(ouTube)? Not quite. He might not even be the current voice of SNL if costar Hader has any say. Hader is choosing all the right movies and roles in them (see this month’s Superbad—seriously!) and his inane humor is much more sustainable than Samberg’s. Simply looking at Hader is cause for laughter which is half the battle between these neo-SNLers. Unlike Hader Wedding Crashers star Fisher is terribly miscast. Not only does Fisher look more mature (to put it nicely) than her character is supposed to be but she’s much funnier than the stupid-funny of Hot Rod in which she of all people is the proverbial “straight man.” And in a double-take-worthy role revered actress Sissy Spacek graces the screen as Rod’s mom a la Kathy Bates in Sandler’s The Waterboy. You can take the dudes out of SNL but you can’t take the SNL out of the dudes. And the foursome of SNL contributors—Samberg Taccone Hader and Akiva Schaffer who directs—along with screenwriter Pam Brady (Team America) demonstrate why SNL is no longer much to laugh at as they replicate the show’s stupid humor under the guise of fresh humor (“fresh” because you see Andy Samberg is youngish and YouTube-cool). After about a quarter of the way in it becomes clear that Schaffer is satisfied with virtually no storyline resting the movie’s fate in the purportedly funny hands of Samberg. Granted the first quarter holds promise that the movie will take a Talladega Nights-like turn into a mock story but it remains nothing more than the silliness of Napoleon Dynamite (only not nearly as offbeat) combined with the failed stunts of Jackass (only not nearly as dangerous to the star). The Napoleonic resemblance continues with the obscure ‘80s soundtrack which is about the funniest thing Hot Rod has going for itself.