Staked and sizzling, Twilight is dead at last.
THINK ON YOUR SINS, Twilight fans.
The Indie Spirit Awards must be wack
We hope the other five have guns and hate Adam Sandler.
In a month that’s already overcrowded with supernatural themed animations, Hotel Transylvania is the runt of the litter. Frantic, over-manic direction, a severe dearth of laughs and a predictable plot are bad enough, but when you factor in Adam Sandler trampling all over proceedings and doing another Stupid Fucking Voice, then you’ve really got problems.
It’s Friday. The Olympics are over, summer is on the way out, and you’re dreading winter and its impending dark mornings, dark evenings and long, long working days sandwiched between them. What better way to make yourself feel better than by getting drunk and looking at someone who definitely, definitely has it worse than you.
Ladies and gentlemen; the Adam Sandler drinking game.
There are comedy films. Then there are Adam Sandler films. Then there is That’s My Boy. A film that makes Jack & Jill look like a work of understated, subtle genius, That’s My Boy is an offensively stupid assault on all things decent – even the notion of comedy itself. Arguably one of the worst comedies ever made.
With the news that one of Angie’s sprogs is going to be making a cameo appearance in the upcoming Maleficent, we got thinking about good ol’ nepotism. It’s what enabled Sofia Coppola to get her dirty face all over Godfather 3, introduced Miley Cyrus to the world of fame and singlehandedly brought Rumer Willis’s chin to the attention of paparazzi everywhere. The thing with nepotism, though, is that – despite the fact it works out a lot of the time (see: Angelina Jolie, Jeff Bridges) – sometimes, just sometimes, it spawns people like Jason Connery. Wondering who that is? Then it’s time for you to meet the top ten actors spawned by far more successful parents, and thank your lucky stars that you don’t have a famous mother or father.
Paedo-lolz? Really, Adam? Really?