Many shoes, little plot in Sex and the City 2 trailer.
By ASHLEY ROSS | Jan. 6, 2010When you’re wearing metallic gold Christian Louboutin pumps, who needs a plot line?
When you’re wearing metallic gold Christian Louboutin pumps, who needs a plot line?
What do Michael Cera, sex-crazed teenagers and gratuitous violence have in common? They are all mashed up in the new film “Youth in Revolt,” a teen sex comedy opening nationwide in theaters tomorrow. You may have, by now, been exposed to the subtly salacious trailer or seen the posters with Cera’s boyish face around campus.
Last weekend, two of the lead cast members in ABC Family’s “Greek” rushed the UF campus to celebrate homecoming and promote their partnership with the “Pledge Yourself to Do Something” campaign.
The cast of the new Comedy Central show "Secret Girlfriend" want to be your best friends, literally. The show is shot in an unheard of first-person view, and you are the main character.
"Mystery Team" is the story of three high school virgins stuck as their 7-year-old Encyclopedia Brown-type personalities. Kind of like my life, but with actual cases to solve and not just wishful thinking. The three friends ride matching bikes and harass 6-year-olds. In fact, they get in trouble for forcefully removing a kid from the playground and teaching him a lesson about putting his fingers in things.
At the intersection of expectation and reality you can sometimes end up at disappointment street. You can look forward to something so much that it will never live up to the idea you had in your brain. A shame, really.
The first 10 minutes of Bruno, featuring an outrageous and distasteful anal sex scene, is a straight kick to the balls. And no, the rest of the movie isn't about to pull any punches either.
Music and film don't always synch up. While some try to hard to push the entertainment factor with forced tour bus orgies and unlimited profanity, others come up dry. But among the failed attempts, some music-related films mesh both genres of entertainment in perfect harmony.
There are some people who strive for greatness. Ken Edwards, of England, ate 36 cockroaches in one minute. Jackie Bibby, "The Texas Snake Man," sat in a bathtub with 87 rattlesnakes. Director Jon Russell Cring shot 12 movies in 20 months with equipment his wife won in a student filmmaking contest.
Superman may be bulletproof, submarines may be waterproof, but Hollywood is recession proof.
In an effort to improve my conversation skills, I've searched for a "universal ice breaker" - a topic so engaging it transcends barriers of age, class and gender.
For me, there's no better way to spend those long, summer afternoons than with a matinee. Especially when mom's paying.
While most people are still renting movies from stores like Blockbuster and Movie Gallery, a small local video store is thriving in the shadow of these corporate giants cast.
What happens in college often tends to stay in college.
I must confess, I have never read "Watchmen." So I can't speak of the movie's faithfulness to "the most celebrated graphic novel of all time." But I can tell you that one of the most anticipated movies of this year delivered on its big blockbuster promise.
Random blurs of colors and images. There is static. The screen goes blank. The audience is confused.
Most weddings have those inevitable tense moments: the drunken toast from a distant relative, the mother-in-law's last ditch effort to abort the wedding, the clash of personalities that arise when families come together for the first time.
For many, the opportunity to study at NYU's School of Law on full scholarship epitomizes the term "no-brainer."
By Jack Benge
Unfortunate results tend to ensue when Hollywood moguls cast their significant others in leading roles.