(Hot damn, now that’s what I call a wild rumpus.)

Opening this weekend (trailers after the jump)

Where the Wild Things Are
Holy hell, am I hallucinating?  Is this movie actually finally coming out?  Excuse me while I jizz sperms of happiness.  It’s getting sort of mixed reviews, but most of the negative ones seem to be coming from a-holes I never agree with anyway, like Lou Lumenick and Mick LaSalle (this guy liked First Knight and trashed Braveheart, yet still has a job).  I won’t get to see it until probably Monday and I don’t want to be a bandwagon jumper, but with Spike Jonze, I say it’s awesome until proven otherwise.  I can’t wait.

Black Dynamite
Another one from the hell-yeah-it’s-about-freakin-time files. Though I still think the ending is dumb, aside from that it’s the best parody movie I’ve seen since the Naked Guns.  Michael Jai White is amazing.  In Obama’s America, I just know black kids are going to be leaving the theater cheering “Right on, right on, right on.”

Paranormal Activity
Expanding wide because of near-universally good reviews, will be easily the most profitable film of the year.  Why can’t this happen more often?  Instead we usually get Couples Retreat, which everyone knew was bad from the beginning.

Law Abiding Citizen
If Jamie Foxx and Gerard Butler are in a movie together and it was good, don’t you think we’d have heard a lot more about it?  These people have seen it.  I probably won’t.

The Stepfather
Ooh, a horror movie remake, this would be really exciting if I was 13.  And a dumbass.

New York, I Love You
Oh boy, twelve filmmakers, one of whom is Brett Ratner, direct a love letter to the city that never stops bragging about itself.  I imagine I’ll hate this as much as I hate people who say “only in New York!”, as much as I hated people in San Diego bragging about the weather.  You people realize they say “only in ____” in every GD city, right?  Except Irvine.  Read the rest of this entry »

(“Who cares, it’s only fashion.”)

Congratulations, hipsters, you’ve finally ruined Where the Wild Things Are for me.  *Checks watch* And look at that, only two weeks before it comes out.  Well done, truly.  Anyway, you can have your very own 100% Polyester, Max-for-Adults romper suit for the low low price of just $610.  I’m sure you can find that much crumpled up in your messenger bag, right?  Then you and your trust-fund hippie friends can ride off on your fixed gears to find one black guy and one Asian girl, and then you can play “stock photo catalog.”  (*air ukulele*)

[via Buzzfeed]

Warner Bros just released a second batch of character banners (first batch here) for the Spike Jonze/Dave Eggers adaptation of Where the Wild Things Are.  Prepare for another month of torture, because that’s how long it’s going to be until this comes out.  This batch includes Alexander (voiced by Paul Dano), Douglas (Chris Cooper), Ira (Forest Whitaker), and Bull (Michael Berry Jr.).

The chicken guy is easily my favorite.  It’s funny because chickens don’t have ears, you see.  Also, I suspect “Ira” was originally supposed to be called “The Bear Jew” until Tarantino and Eli Roth stole it.  And is it just me, or does Alexander kind of look like Willem Dafoe?  They should’ve just made one of the Wild Things Willem Dafoe.  That would be a way better book.  “My mom was being mean and sent me to bed with no dinner, but I showed her, I snuck out the window and partied with Willem Dafoe.” The moral of the story would be that parents just don’t understand. But Willem Dafoe does.

(trailer below, to refresh your memory)

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The New York Times just published a batch of new images from Where the Wild Things Are, but since we’ve been talking about this movie since this site started and there’s still a month to go before it comes out, I’m gonna make you head over there for the in-depth character descriptions.  For now we’ll just call this guy Jar-Jarceratops, this one will be Labia Goat, and this thing is the Little Birdhouse in Your Soul.

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Via MySpace, here are the new character posters for Spike Jonze/Dave Eggers’ Where the Wild Things Are, opening October 16th. Pretty cool, but I miss some of the old characters from when Michael Bay was directing.  Like Badonkadonk, who was illiterate and had gold teeth and a boombox.  Or KY, the Catholic teen who loves to pole dance.  “Kids love this stuff,” he’d say, exploding a car.