Robert Rodriguez needs more time to colour-in all the lips and paedophiles in Sin City
Glasses. They’re weird, aren’t they? Bits of plastic or glass slapped over your stupid face that either serve a purpose by bending light in the exact way that your warped and pathetic eyeballs fail to do, or they serve no purpose other than to obscure your epidermis. Why would anyone bother compiling a list of glasses? Because we’re Best For Film AND THAT’S HOW WE ROLL.
So much badass going on it’s unreal.
Enough parts for a billion.
As Sin City: A Dame to Kill For begins shooting, Devon Aoki certainly won’t be shooting anything
The new Wolverine poster is equal parts beauty and bad-assery
DANCE FOR US, MICKEY. Wait, we mean Jessica. Do we?
Relatively unknown director set to take on massive 300 sequel. This had better go well
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