Creepy, shmoozing teenager, Justin Bieber is not only taking over the radio waves but he’s all spread his sacharine smile on our screens too. He’s chatting to his new mate, Will Smith who must have been charmed by Bieber’s innocence (he doesn’t fool me, he knows exactly what he’s doing) and has decided to make a film based on Bieber’s life. What life?? Isn’t he like twelve??? What could he have done with his life? I’m hoping for a 50 Cent, Get Rich or Die Trying type thing.

Tommy Lee Jones and Will Smith will once again be joining forces in the third Men in Black film.

Rumour has it that Will Smith will be both starring in and producing coming film The Legend of Cain. The movie is a unique take on the biblical tale, in as much as… Cain is a vampire.

And we honestly didn’t see this one coming. Jemaine Clement – of Flight of The Conchords fame – has been signed to play of the bad guys in the upcoming Men In Black sequel.

Good news everyone! Armando Iannucci, director of the gloriously razor-sharp In The Loop, has announced that his next project will be in association with the BBC. Excellent stuff, we say. So what’s the plan?

Though we’ve known Will Smith has been up for Men in Black 3 for a while now, we can confirm that our favourite crinkly-faced alien blaster Tommy Lee Jones is also on board. It just wouldn’t have been the same without him.

So it turns out that, contrary to common belief, the world wasn’t entirely obliterated by alien attacks fourteen years ago. If the rumours emanating from Hollywood are believed to be true, it looks like Will Smith will be reprising the role of Captain Steven Hiller not once, but twice, as 20th Century Fox prepare to announce the sequels to 1996’s Independence Day.

Hi! I’m not Troy McClure. You might remember me from other such features as “Top 10 Aimless 80’s Nostalgia Trips” and “Waffling On About Something Irrelevant That Causes Me Disproportionate Anger”. Now, let’s stroll together down a list of the great Mr. McClure’s oft-name dropped movies, and see which ones should be jammed into production like a fish in a sock.

Consummate landscape smasher Roland Emmerich isn’t happy, or so it seems, with killing us all off with global warming, Godzilla or Mayan predictive chicanery. No. He wants us to suffer more and more pain, to constantly jack up the glitzy blitz of our apocalypses, trumping our destruction each time with yet another continent-melting conceit. You might even begin to think he’s some sort of sadist. This, to be honest, would explain his palpable delight in noisily offing humanity every other film.

As our economy spirals into the abyss of recession with no hope of returning to good health any time soon, everyone is cutting their budget.It’s the perfect time for Hollywood directors to start economising too. Not on film quality, but on choice of protagonists. Where they can’t afford the original A-lister, there’s a number of cheaper alternatives for them to choose from.