POSTERS! OF TITANS! CLASHING!
12.10.09
Here are some new posters and banners for Clash of the Titans, from director Louis LeTerrier, starring Ralph Fiennes, Liam Neeson, and captain I’m in everything now Sam Worthington. Not that I ever had much enthusiasm for this project, but anything there was quickly snuffed out by the teaser trailer — tagline: “TITANS. WILL. CLASH.” GRR, THREE. WORD. TAGLINES! I bet if you took a shot for every time someone referenced 300 during pre-production, you’d be Nick Nolte. On that note, here are my two favorite 300 gif animations:
I’ve heard Gerard Butler is just like that in real life. They say if you cut off his head, his hips will just keep thrusting like a praying mantis.
[bigger versions at RopeofSilicon]
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Is this a sequel to The Mummy?
TITANS. BE. CLASHIN’.
BUBO. OR. GTFO.
But how is SJP going to handle playing both Pegasus AND the Kraken?
I am writing a new film that will encompass everything that made you even remotely happy. “Raping our childhood” should be out in the winter of our youth in a theater near you, narrated by Roman Polanski, for extra rapiness
Blech, I am going to touch my movie nerd a little here (Vince blushes), and just point out that it was “little” things in the first COTT that endeared it to so many (like myself). Bubo the sentient mechanical owl. Burgess Meredith and the Haunted Ampitheatre. Andromeda’s sweet little virgin ass. Lawrence FUCKING Olivier.
The movie was great because it was theatrical and draped in mythology. Even though the special effects may be considered crude by today’s standards, they simply were not the focus of the movie. In fact, it was the lack of mind-numbing special effects that called the actors to perform! Harry Hamlin had to make me believe he was hiding in terror of a fakey looking Medusa. How real must Medusa look if all the men are afraid of her and combat her carefully?
I guess it is just a sign of the times. More and more motion pictures want to divorce themselves from theater, and it is a damn shame.
“If they fuck with Bubo I’m kicking somebody’s ass.” -Ghandi
*Jack! talks to movie nerd*
Show me on the doll where Fek’lhr touched you.
[gives Fek a bro hug]
Word.
Soundtrack for “Raping our childhood” to be composed by Joseph Brooks a.k.a. the casting couch rapist
FUCK. MY. LIFE.
This movie is gonna suck like tasting your own cum.
It could be worse. This could be a grudge match between Edward and Jacob called Clash of the Twitans.
It seems as though my penis has looked into the eyes of Medusa.
You are so gay, Pauly.
Call me
Amen Fek… amen…
I loved the original, and this new one scares me. It wasn’t about the action. It is like the new horror movies… what is scary is the anticipation of the monster, not seeing a cheesy cgi cartoon.
Those puckered butthole monsters look like something from a nightmare being had by a gay man in denial. No wonder Lindsay Graham always looks tired.
Soundtrack for “Raping our childhood” to be composed by Joseph Brooks a.k.a. the casting couch rapist
Gary Glitter is jealous.
Hey Moose, nice giraffe.
in this version they have to feed Pegasus Red Bull.