Archive: March 2009 (281-290 of 518)

Mar 16 2009 10:00 AM ET

Quote of the Day: 'Slings and Arrows' edition

"Now, let’s try it again…without the Vietnam flashback." — Geoffrey Tennant (Paul Gross) on Slings and Arrows


Mar 16 2009 05:30 AM ET

'Kings': Snap judgment

Kingsianmcshane_lI seem to have spent a goodly portion of the last two decades watching Ian McShane, whether he was playing an amiable antiques dealer in the BBC dramedy Lovejoy, a demonic whoremaster in HBO’s horse opera Deadwood or a deranged paterfamilias in the recent Broadway revival of Harold Pinter’s The Homecoming. Actually, it’s safe to say that I’ll watch the routinely awesome British thesp in pretty much anything. The main problem with Kings—which finds McShane portraying, with his usual reptilian brilliance, the monarch of an imaginary but America-like country named Gilboa—is that I’m sure what kind of "thing" I’m watching him in.

The two-hour series premiere, which was directed by I Am Legend helmer Francis Lawrence, had a God-ish bent. The plot was inspired by the story of David and Goliath with McShane’s young co-star Christopher Egan playing a soldier named David who blows up an enemy country’s “Goliath” tank while rescuing the king’s son. Eamon Walker from Oz, meanwhile, essays a priest who seems to represent the conscience of the morally dubious McShane. But you wouldn’t say Kings was a religious show. Nor is it really a political satire, despite the presence of a somewhat Dick Cheney-esque character—played by Dylan Baker—who is desperate for Gilboa to remain at war for financial reasons. Maybe what Kings creator—and Heroes writer—Michael Green was shooting for is a sort of alternative reality Sopranos and, certainly, this premiere had both fatalities and familial intrigue. But one wonders if network restrictions might put off fans of David Chase’s far bloodier, far more foul-mouthed mob drama or, indeed, those of the equally adult entertainment that was Deadwood.

So, Popwatchers, am I just being dim? Have you figured out what kind of show Kings is supposed to be?  Or, if not, will you be sticking around to find out?

Mar 15 2009 06:11 PM ET

Paul Rudd and Jason Segel at SXSW: I love you, buddy movies

Iloveyouman_l_2The annual SXSW Film Festival kicked off Friday night in Austin, TX with the premiere of the new buddy comedy I Love You, Man, starring snuggly everymen Paul Rudd and Jason Segel. After basking in the glow of their rapturous welcome to the Lone Star State, Rudd, Segel, and the writer/director John Hamburg sat down on Saturday to talk about some of their most beloved buddy movies.

Jason: One of my favorites was Swingers. Me and Seth Rogen were young when that came out. I was probably 17. And the notion that Jon Favreau had written that gave Seth and I a lot of inspiration. Like, if these guys are doing that, that’s what we should be doing.

John: My cousin Doug, Doug Liman, directed that. And I remember when he brought the dailies to a Passover seder. He was like, ”You got to watch these performances from these guys!” He showed us the scene at the coffee shop at the end when he thinks the girl is flirting with him. And Doug is like, ”This guy Vince Vaughn is in it and he’s amazing.” And we all watched, and it was incredible, and then we continued the seder.

Paul: That’s like so much of the seders that I went to back during that same time. It was just like that! Only my Grandfather was balancing a spoon on his nose, and he had no footage of a film to show us. [Laughter] There’s this great movie called Withnail & I.

Jason: Awww, so good!

Paul: It’s a British movie set in London in 1969, starring Richard E. Grant and Paul McGann. It’s really funny and I love their relationship. Withnail is a character and then the main character whose name is never said is I. Although, in the script, his name is Marwood, and I know that because I’ve read books on the movies. Bruce Robinson wrote and directed it and he only did three movies.

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Mar 15 2009 05:46 PM ET

Will Ferrell's Bush whacking: The morning after

Categories: Snap Judgment

Ferrelbush_lThe danger of Will Ferrell’s live Broadway show, Will Ferrell: You’re Welcome America — A Final Night With George W. Bush, was that it ran the risk of feeling like a friend’s home movies of a trip we already took, to a place we don’t want to revisit, five minutes after we left. But then he "parachuted" down to the stage, prayed to a "blonde, almost Swiss-looking Jesus," and showed us a penis. Lesson learned: Sometimes it’s not where you’re going, but with whom.

Ferrell, who introduced his Bush impersonation on Saturday Night Live, had plenty of time to master the former president’s mannerisms, clipped Texas accent, and trademark smirk. The tricky part is that until last night’s HBO special, he only had to do it for six minutes at a time, tops. But to hold onto Bush (and our attention) for an hour and a half—not to mention live, onstage? That takes cojones, and the dude proved he’s got ‘em…which we know, because we saw them. Or somebody’s, anyway.

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Mar 15 2009 02:47 PM ET

'Idolatry': How about a Kris-Allison-Adam final three? And does Simon hate birds?

Categories: American Idol, Idolatry

It’s an action-packed, two-part Idolatry this week (part 2 automatically plays after part 1 finishes streaming): My co-host Kristen Baldwin gets slapped in the face. I envision (or perhaps fantasize about) a Kris-Allison-Adam final three. Danny Gokey’s "P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing)" gets dissected. And an Idolatry super-viewer offers a verrry fowl theory involving Simon Cowell. C-ch-check it out. And if you haven’t already, do sign up for EW.com’s Idol Prediction Challenge. It will change your life. Okay, maybe not your life. But it’ll definitely add some excitement to your Idol season.

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‘American Idol’: Our Advice for the Top 13
‘American Idol’: On the scene at the Top 13 results show
Jorge Nunez Q&A: ‘Nothing to Be Sad About’
Jasmine Murray: ‘I Know Now That This Is What I Want to Do’
‘American Idol’: Tracking the Top 13 Finalists with our Idol Tote Board
EW’s ‘Idol’ Headquarters

Mar 14 2009 08:00 PM ET

'The Last House on the Left': Snap judgment

Lasthouseontheleft_lIt is surely now just a matter of time before someone remakes Wes Craven’s old belly button lint ("He’s back and this time it’s personal and…he’s got belly button lint!"). Craven has already overseen two recent movies based on his 1977 film The Hills Have Eyes and, apparently, there are plans for further remakes of three other Wes works: A Nightmare on Elm Street, The People Under the Stairs, and Shocker, a film I thought was only remembered by me.

Yesterday, meanwhile, saw the release of The Last House on the Left, in which the parents of a rape victim wreak vengeance on the family who assaulted their child and left her for dead. This Craven-produced splattershow is a remake of the director’s 1972 debut, which provoked controversy for its level of graphic horror. Now, I’m a fair-sized Craven fan — hey, I’ve seen Shocker! — but the original Last House is, these days, a pretty grim and depressing watch. And, for its first hour at least, this new version is a similarly enjoyment-free zone. Things pick up in the last 30 minutes, however, as Monica Potter and Tony Goldwyn battle the family of maniacs — led by Garret Dillahunt from Deadwood — using whatever they can find in their remote summer home. In fact, the third act plays like Home Alone, reimagined by, well, Wes Craven, as the couple have at their maniacal foes with a poker, a kitchen knife, a fire extinguisher and…. Actually, I’m not going to spoil the pretty unforgettable conclusion by revealing the final household item which is put to a homicidal purpose. Suffice to say, the last scene is a hot one. Or, as the guy sitting behind me put it while the credits began to roll, "Ooh, that’s how you end a f—ing movie!"

What do you think? Ending get you, too? Did this remake improve on the original? Are you scared of every random item in your home now? How spooked are you by The Last House on the Left? (Fair warning, by the way: There may be SPOILERS in the comments, so read on at your own risk!)

Mar 14 2009 05:30 PM ET

Lady GaGa live in L.A.: EW photo blog!

Categories: Art, Music, On the Scene

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Pop ate the Wiltern in Los Angeles Friday night, thanks to the post-post-post-modernist stylings of dance sensation Lady GaGa, her backpack-wearing backup dancers, and an audience so prepared to match their hostess in sartorial experimentation that it made Rocky Horror look like cotillion. One presumed the Lady approved — and somewhere, to be sure, Andy Warhol stirred in his grave.

Glowsticks came courtesy of The White Tie Affair, a bouncy nu-punk band that dared to throw an acoustic guitar into the proceedings while battling through a tough opening spot. They sweated it out under the blacklights as best they could, but all those girls in the exotic tights and hair bows (and the club boys who accompanied them) were there for one thing only: the 22 year old self-proclaimed artist whose superhero visage soon splashed huge on a kabuki curtain in front of the stage. A short film played, a voice purred, "My name is Lady GaGa, and this is my house," and in a blaze of video flame, she appeared.

Her wig is now an austere blonde bob, and her stage show just as carefully crafted. DJ Space Cowboy spins from a distant back corner; set/costume pieces are angular and clean. Her onstage banter was at times a bit silly ("I travel the whole world, and when I come home, I can still smell the stench of greed") and the visuals occasionally lacking in coherent theme, but her voice was strong and refreshingly free of overbearing tracking vocals. For all her cocky bluster, perhaps the most undeniable aspect of GaGa’s talent is this: The girl can, and does, sing. From the back of a packed house, it was mostly impossible to see the teensy tyro — interested parties will likely be able to catch the whole thing on YouTube tomorrow, based on the number of view-blocking cameras in the air — but when you wanna just dance, all you need is the music, anyway. GaGa devotees, prepare to be delighted when her disco stick lights up your town.

After the jump: Photos from the Fame Ball, night two. And for the uninitiated, a quick GaGa primer from our pages.

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Mar 14 2009 05:00 PM ET

Tribeca 2009 lineup: Will Eric Bana be driving his 'Beast'?

Earlier this week, the powers that be at the Tribeca Film Festival — you know, Jane Rosenthal and that De Niro dude — announced the lineup for their eighth annual par-tay, which runs April 22-May 3. It looks like there might be a few decent movies to check out this year. Steven Soderbergh will be dropping by with The Girlfriend Experience, a look at five days in the life of a $2,000-an-hour (yowza!) Manhattan hooker, played by "adult film star Sasha Grey," according to the politely euphemistic press release. In the one-for-them, one-for-me philosophy by which Soderbergh operates, Girlfriend is clearly one for him.

I’m also intrigued by Cheryl Hines’ feature directorial debut, Serious Moonlight, which stars Meg Ryan as a "high-powered attorney" whose lyin’, cheatin’ husband (Timothy Hutton) has been getting it on with a younger hottie (Kristen Bell). I’m less interested in the actors — especially since Ryan just played a jilted rich lady in last summer’s The Women — than I am in the fact that Adrienne Shelly wrote Moonlight before she tragically died in 2006. I love Hines in Curb Your Enthusiasm, and I loved what she and Shelly did together in 2007′s Waitress. So I’m allowing myself to be optimistic about Moonlight.

But what am I most curious about? Love the Beast, which the Tribeca press release — again, hilariously — calls a "love story." What kind of love story, you ask? Why, one between a man and his car. And that man happens to be…Eric Bana! The Munich star has had the same Ford XB Falcon since he was a 15-year-old lad growin’ up Down Und-ah. And in his directorial debut, he tells the story of that everlasting love — a story "fueled by family, friendship, and the bonds that form through a common passion." I don’t give a hoot about cars, but I do dig Bana. (If you’ll allow me a moment of Mandi Bierly-like girlishness, I think Bana is dreamy.) Check out the trailer below, in which Bana, speaking with exaggerated, trailer-voice drama in his rarely-heard native Aussie accent, explains, "When I was a kid, I dreamed of being a race-car driver. Even though life has taken me on a surreal and unexpected journey, two things have remained constant: my mates and my beast!" AWESOME. (Watch for cameos by Jay Leno and Dr. Phil.) My only question is: Will Bana be rolling into downtown Manhattan in his Beast? Will the Beast be making a red carpet appearance? Oh, the suspense!

Mar 14 2009 04:40 PM ET

'Ghost Whisperer': The episode we've been waiting for!

Ghostwhispererlove_l I didn’t want to put a spoiler in the headline, so it was either "Ghost Whisperer: The episode we’ve been waiting for!" or "Ghost Whisperer: … Yay!"If you saw the promo for last night’s show in which David Conrad said "Why do you keep calling me Sam?," you guessed that we were getting our Jim back. (Plus, it’s sweeps, which is probably why CBS’ promo department spoiler-ed itself.) I almost wish I hadn’t known. I bet my reaction would’ve been even stronger had I not been expecting it to be "the one." I mean, I still experienced a strong desire to hug someone, which is pretty great. But I’ve could been jumping off the couch and doing a little "[Shake it to the left] Jim! Jim! [Shake it to the right] Jim! Jim!" dance. (I’d had a large, killer mango margarita with dinner. I was primed.)

How did you celebrate the return of Jim? I didn’t realize how much I missed the sweet, laid-back, wrap-you-in-a-blanket-of-love tone of voice Conrad reserved for that personality until I heard it again. (Watch the "Just call me Jim, Mel. It’s my name" clip after the jump.) What are you most looking forward to now that the couple is reunited? (I’m all about seeing Conrad wear those wifebeaters to bed again… and carrying around this major spoiler.) And was the resolution to the "Sim" storyline (that’s amnesiac Sam, with Jim’s soul inside him) dramatic enough for you? Sim’s "Leap of Faith" into the water filling the underground tunnels, where ghost Dr. Byrd told Eli Melinda was trapped after trying to save another "step-in," did it for me. After watching his swim again, I think that Jim finally emerged in Sim when Sam’s body neared death (again), and that Jim’s life passed before his eyes when he realized that he’d been holding his breath for two minutes. That montage melted my jaded TV viewer heart. Or maybe it was just the shots of Conrad in a wet T-shirt. Either way… Yay!

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Mar 14 2009 02:00 PM ET

Happy Pi Day!

Categories: Ridiculata

Today is 3/14, so at 1:59, raise a glass and toast your favorite math teacher. Or something irrational. Or something Greek. Or Darren Aronofsky.

In honor of the special math holiday, here’s the greatest pie-lover I can think of: Agent Dale Cooper.

Math it up, fuzzball! What will you toast to today?

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