03.25.09 WHERE THE WILD THINGS ARE TRAILER (!!!)
As a professional movie blogger, I try to keep a level head and not geek out over the things that make me excited, like the Spike Jonze-directed, Dave Eggers-scripted adaptation of Where the Wild Things Are, the best children’s book ever written. But on the other hand, OMG OMG OMG! *desperately fans face with hand*
*passes out in giant drool puddle with nerd boner tent in sweatpants*
(added same trailer with a couple different players after the jump, if the one above doesn’t work. also available in HD at Apple)
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WHERE THE WILD THINGS ARE TRAILER (!!!)
You’re a tease, dude–tags include Boners and Wild Things, yet no young Denise Richards lezzing it up in the trailer.
Inside all of us is Hope, with side order of change. And inside of some of us, Sickle Cell.
How do I tell my boss I need to run home and change my jizz-filled pants? Should I ask or just let the growing stain announce it for me?
When I was 8, the wild thing inside me was my uncle. Ironically, a big hairy guy who said “I didn’t want to wake you up but I’ve got something to show you.”
God, I can’t believe I said that. “Ironically” should be replaced by “Predictably.”
Inside all of us is Hope. When Hope gets inside me, I tell her I never agreed to a prostate tickle and she’d better knock it the fuck off.
They had me with I didn’t want to wake you up, but I really wanted to show you something. Just like Uncle Bill.
Ugh.
The only thing worse than this movie sucking would be Aaron Seltzer and Jason Friedberg Present Where the Sidewalk Ends.
Looks like we found Vince’s tentpole movie.
The last thing that made me cum that hard was a Milf erotic talent show.
How do I tell the IT Nazis that I have some serious need to be able to stream videos while at work?
No, I just had something in my eye. Shut up.
I’ll just run the mental movie I made as a child when reading this as a child… [eyes roll back into head, wipe fade ala Star Wars...]
No Daddy! Not the belt sander! I didn’t see that last dog turd! You drink cuz I cry so I’ll stop crying I swear!
[fade in to eye rolling back]
Whoa, wrong trailer.
Monster I’d Like to Fuck of course
Crappy, when did you see the trailer for Bloodsport 2?
The Neverending Story wants its homobestialeroticism back.
Michael Bay’s company has already ordered a reboot. In his version, the little boy will be played by Rachel Bilson, and she’ll be a streetwise high school transfer to suburban Topeka. One day, while out driving her custom GTO, she comes across a secret government facility that has been creating mutant warriors in a plot to take over the world. With the help of nerdy computer geek Joseph Gordon-Levitt and his hip and sarcastic ethnic friend Corbin Blue, they rescue the mutants and take off on a very… explosive adventure.
Am I the only one who hasn’t read this GD book? When I was a kid we didn’t have books, we told stories with pictures we etched on the walls.
That’s because you’re old, Al.
Because in Canada, this book is called “Canada.”
And yet still no screen adaptation of “No Jumping on the Bed”? The script practically writes itself!
C’mon now guys, no making fun of Al just for being Candianian. It’s not her fault, and besides that they make pretty good syrup up there.
Like really good syrup.
Like when you’re all high and shit from what you keep in the box . . . you know . . .
Encyclopedia Brown starring Chris Brown is also up for grabs Hollywood. Lock that shit up!
Gwyneth Paltrow’s head?
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