Twitter has gone mental at the news that the venerable David Dimbleby has got his first tattoo at the age of 75, and it got us thinking about other tattoos we have known and loved. Not Cameron Diaz’ crappy cat print in the equally crappy The Counselor, mind. Ain’t no way we’re supporting Diaz, unless the tattoo artist gave her blood poisoning.
With M. Night Shyamalan’s latest film After Earth about to hit UK cinemas, we at Best For Film ask “How does this guy keep getting work? I mean seriously?” Like all rhetorical questions, this one has no answer, or if it does, quiet you, we want to ramble on for an entire blog post first. Let’s take a look back at M. Night’s distinguished career to truly decide once and for all if anyone should give this guy a camera ever again. What a twist!
This just keeps getting better and better. Unlike the career prospects of Banquo’s son.
Because no day passes without a bit of Star Wars news, here’s a very fresh announcement from everyone at Lucasfilm.
We all love Star Wars, except for those of us who don’t love Star Wars. One thing all Star Wars fans can agree on is that Lucasfilm made a complete hash of the Special Editions in 1997, which felt like George Lucas experimenting (badly) with CGI in preparation for the Star Wars prequels. And we all know how they turned out.
Everyone’s favourite stealth Irishman is back, shooting even more disenfranchised Albanians in the statistically inevitable Taken 2. But why would you subject yourself to any of Liam Neeson’s new films (except The Grey) without a really massive drink? Well, now you don’t need to! CAUTION: do not attempt to ski after playing this drinking game.
As Hollywood searches on for the next frontier–be it D-Box, Aromascope or Secret Cinema–we look back over its much maligned exploitation of the third dimension. Love it or hate it, there’s no denying that 3D has had its moments. Here are ten of our favourites.
LIAM NEESON IS A PROPER ACTOR, aint he? We know it, we know it in our heart of hearts. And yet, if we’re honest, it’s been a long road since the jolly old days of Schindler’s List. Can we forgive an Irish scamp The Next Three Days? Wrath Of The Titans? Attack Of The Clones? And more importantly, d’ya think Helen Mirren ever got over him dumping her? Oh that’s right, we’re getting to the proper stuff, it must be CHEAT SHEET O’CLOCK.
Our souls feel like that frog thing that Jar Jar Binks accidentally fires at Sebulba.
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