
If you watched football at all this weekend, you probably caught that ad (video after the jump) for The Spirit full of glowing review quotes. You probably thought, “Wait, isn’t that the movie everyone says is a disaster?” Yep, the very same. Turns out all the quotes in the commercial came from some douche no one’s heard of. But if you want something more honest, you need only look at the short Variety article about The Spirit‘s premiere (in Variety parlance, The Spirit “preemed” last week at the Chinese theater – meanwhile, I wonder if Variety’s writers were “preemies”):
The After-party was across the street at the Roosevelt Hotel where producer Deborah Del Prete said director Frank Miller would rather draw than tell the actors what he wanted done on set. [emphasis added]
Yeah, that sounds about right.



When questioned for comment, Frank Miller was quoted as saying “I don’t have to tell them actors to DO A GOD-DAMN THING!”
But if he was drawing boobies then I don’t blame the guy.
Banner Pic: SHIT, MUTHAFUCKA, WILL YOU WATCH IT?
I once was Frank Miller’s partner for a game of Pictionary. We lost, mainly because he refused to show his drawings until he finished shading them in.
Frank Miller once cost his team the game on Win Lose or Draw because he drew nothing but close up eye shots and silhouettes.
Nice mascara on Sam. Does he play a drunk sorority chick?
You know, I watched Dick Tracy for the first time in a few years yesterday and it made me realize that Frank Miller ain’t so special.
I’ll split the bill with you, Rexy…
Just returning the favor for the Blower reference on the Fag and the Curious thread, Stone. ;)
About an hour after I watch a movie at a Chinese theater, I want to watch another one.
How hard can it be to sit there and tell Eva Mendes to look hot with her titties flopping around?
I wish Will Eisner were still around to just walk up and slap Miller across the face.
I went to watch this movie… *nudges Jacktion!* in Spirit.
Banner Pic: Mos Def Releases The Spirit Gets Sweded.
Frank Miller scored zero on his SATs because he answered each question by filling in four of the scan-tron bubbles with black, and one with red.
Banner Pic: Sam Jackson’s mascara runs after his he is told he can’t say muthafucka in this movie
I once preemed. My prom date was NOT happy about having to have her dress dry-cleaned.
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I was hoping they would use the red saturated color effect on Samuel Jackson’s Kool-Aid smile.
I tried to draw a picture of my review of this film, except the pen ran out of ink while I was still adding “wanking motion” lines.
Burnsy, we need to jump on the HumpFuckSex.com train.
Frank Miller can only ever use his pc in Safe Mode. The concept of 32 bit colour for him would be like hearing the true voice of god/Alanis Morrisette in Dogma.
Sammy J is crying because he found one of Frank Miller’s drawings:
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The average length of a movie shown at a Chinese theater is considerably shorter than that of a African American theater.
“Frank Miller would rather draw than tell the actors what he wanted done on set.”
I use the same method when communicating, but when I hold up my drawings the say “SUK MY 8===D”
There was a big ruckus at the Chinese theater over a misunderstanding when somebody was yelling at his personal assistant over the phone to start a file.
To be fair, is anyone allowed to tell Samuel L. Jackson what to do? I’m pretty sure he just shows up on set, yells some badass one-liners, and collects his paycheck.