Sure, you’ve seen the trailer where Mother Earth douches the White House, throws a primeval tantrum all over LA and hocks smoking lugies into Yellowstone’s face. But none of that compares to the funky, smooth retro you’ll see in this gem of a gloriously cut and scored trailer for 2012. It’ll take you back to Earthquake, The Towering Inferno and Airport and tuck you in with a pessimistic kiss and a warm glass of milky mayhem. It’ll also assure that …
Tag: Trailer Tuesday
Regardless of his legal troubles and his innate weirdness, Michael Jackson was one of the greatest entertainers of all-time to grace the pop music landscape. I was a huge MJ fan in elementary school and enjoyed most of his music, even the more recent stuff that didn’t quite have the velcro-stick of his “Thriller,” “Bad” and “Dangerous” recordings. I remember wanting a “Beat It” and “Thriller” jacket in 4th grade and having to settle for sparkly socks that just didn’t …
So the last few years haven’t been good for one Manoj (that’s “M.” for short) Night Shyamalan. The trouble all started with The Village, which was genuinely creepy but lost audiences with bait and switch marketing and yet another twist ending that deflated almost all of the preceding narrative. Lady in the Water, commendable for its intent, failed to connect with anyone but the actors, ego and monkey tree-things it cut paychecks for. The Happening… wince. So yeah, yeah, M. …
So, according to the Mayans, the poop is going to hit the fan for good on December 21, 2012 and everybody on Earth is going to get flushed down the giant doomsday toilet via some terrible catastrophe. What the Mayans didn’t predict is that director Roland Emmerich would get a second shot at a punch-the-earth-in-the-soft-parts movie after his “The Day After Tomorrow” was a critical and box office failure in 2004. No offense to Emmerich, but he hasn’t made anything …
I’m no activist, but I always find seeing dock fulls of culled sea animals or impotently flailing sharks as they sink to the bottom of the sea, their fins cut off for a meager bowl of soup, a little unsettling. At the same time, I’m usually turned off by the shrill tunnel visioned and radical conservationists who do ram boats, who do destroy property and who seem to exude more self-obsession that’s usually mistaken for passion of cause…which is why …
20 years ago on June 16th, I was preparing to enter my sophmore year of high school, had a mullet that made the ladies swoon and was rocking out in acid-washed tight jeans to Winger, Ratt and Bobby Brown. Yes, Bobby Brown. Fresh off his “Every Little Step” and “My Prerogative” chart-topping success, the future Mr. Whitney Houston would dress in super fruity spandex and don the late 80s trademark off-center aphro for the “On Our Own” music video, the …
There are certain movies that should never get a sequel, regardless of how beloved the film is or how well it did at the box office. This declaration can be a tough proposal, because selfishly I want some stories to continue, however convoluted and stretched they might become. On the flip side, I also know that my selfishness can lead to crappy sequels and the pollution and tainting of the original. That’s why my feelings about “The Descent 2” are …
Me, Dan and our good pal Nick are going to see this tonight for a little bromance and mantime. Yes, those are both one word. Anyhow, I have two thoughts: First, this looks pee-pee-in-your-pants-funny. Second, this is not safe for work! Buyer beware!
The Robert Downey Jr. lovefest has been in full swing since last year’s “Iron Man” and “Tropic Thunder,” and deservedly so. Downey Jr. has a natural charisma and fantastic acting chops that his drugged out years of disillusionment never stopped. Based on what I’ve seen in this “Sherlock Holmes” trailer, I have to say to both Downey Jr. and Guy Ritchie, “Bravo, sir.” This looks absolutely fantastic.
Mathematics have never been my thing– which makes the nonsensical and winning equation of Mega Shark vs. Giant Octopus explode into all kinds of sense: Sharks are rad. Lorenzo Lamas is lame. Deborah Gibson was once rad, but is now lame. The infinitely stalled Meg movie would have been rad, but the book is lame and Tentacles was never rad and always lame. In math-talk, that’s Sharks – Lamas – Gibson – Meg + Meg – Tentacles = 0 = …