WEEKEND PREVIEW
03.20.09Opening this weekend (click titles for trailers):
- I Love You, Man: You can see Chodin’s review here. I agree for the most part. Rudd and especially Jason Segel are really funny, but god damn the script is formulaic. And they had to explain every joke twice – I thought it was funny that the dog was named Anwar Sadat. Not so much 15 minutes later when they had to cut between the dog’s face and a picture of Anwar Sadat to make sure the idiots in the audience were onboard. But nevertheless, funny.
- Duplicity: Julia Roberts and Clive Owen star in a spy comedy that was better when it was called Mr. and Mrs. Smith. I mean, I guess it was, I haven’t seen either. Mrs. Smith makes some good cookies though. Put them in a bowl with some milk and you’ve got what George Lucas calls “cereal.”
- Knowing: Icarus Cage stars in an Alex Proyas film that looks like it was stolen from Roland Emmerich. This reviewer for the AP calls it “an early contender for worst movie of the year.” But then, she also says “it literally goes off the rails,” so unless she watched it on a train the AP needs to hire better copy editors.
- Explicit Ills (trailer after the jump): Right now you can only catch this one in New York, Philly, and L.A., but it stars Dookie from The Wire, Rosario Dawson, and the preacher kid from There Will Be Blood. Plus, the producer emailed me. See? The system works.
SITE NEWS: Too much news today, come back tomorrow for Friday Free for All.



Does Nicky Cage’s character in Knowing do any famous has-been impersonations? B/c if not, he should. That should be the only way he does a movie. How much cooler (what’s 10000% x 0) would National Treasure have been if Nic had done the whole thing as James Garner.
And not Rockford Garner, I’m talking like Maverick or whatnot.
Pictured: Nic cage and his Morlocks rummage through the debris to find lady bodies that “aren’t THAT bad”.
Looks like I picked the wrong weekend to stop taking methamphetamines.
I have a script about acheiving morbid obesity, uber fanboy status, and becoming a Rascal spokeperson called Knowling.
I didn’t know there was an Explicit I and and Explicit II already.
He’s looking for all those $5 bags of peantus.
Banner pic: Artist’s representation of a Fox Studio meeting of the creative directors board.
Also “going off the rails,” Tom Siezmore.
[puts finger to side of nose, winks]
[pulls out pocket tumbleweed, starts going to town]
Crap, is it just me or did somebody tell your avi to sit on it and rotate?
Bubo is doing his impersonation of Nic Cage’s career.
Ellicit Ills’ original title was Sexy AIDS.
Whaddaya mean “come back tomorrow” for the Free For All?
There’s still plenty of Friday left, mister. I have better things to do with my who am I trying to kid. See you tomorrow.
Danny McBride throws like a girl.
Kenny Powers is a bulletproof tiger.
Bill Brasky is a son of a bitch.
Honey, I love you, but you dress like a dickhead.
Sheena is a punk rocker. What are we playing?
Tony Shalhoub is Gary Busey is Groucho Marx glasses.
I messed up that comment….
Or did I?
I vote Spielberg.
You can smoke the peace pipe till your dick falls off, but I’m not dancin with any wolves no matter how high I get. Not that I get high, but if I did my shit would still believe in our lord and savior Jesus Christ.