We have to stop this, America. George Lucas can’t win.
While I can only assume that the actual film will be so terrible that your Grandma will throw up from afar if you watched it [even if she's dead], there is no argument against the greatness of this movie’s title.
For those of you with lazy clicking fingers, that’s The 41 Year Old Virgin Who Knocked Up Sarah Marshall and Felt Superbad About It. Epic, I know.
Featured characters of note include:
Obviously, the film will try to capitalize on parodying the highly successful Judd Apatow films of the disseminated names, in the same vein as the Scary Movie series, Not Another Teen Movie, and other crapfests we’ve been very tempted to watch but never did.
This may or may not be footage from the film [Does it really matter?]. Enjoy.
Hat tip to our dearly departed writer, Stimulus Package. We will never forget.
UPDATE: Here’s the actual (NSFW) trailer for the movie. Click at your own risk.
In the interest of full disclosure, the reviewer freely admits to not watching the entire broadcast. So, here is the review of the parts he did watch.
I tuned in to America’s 23th most popular award show last night just in time to see the Temp, the Bear Jew and Bridget von Hammersmark presenting the award for Favorite Breakout Movie Actor. To an ear-splitting eruption of shrill, prepubescent screams and female orgasms, that Taylor dude from New Moon beat out new Kirk, new Spock, a robot and the kid from 3rd Rock From the Sun for the “honor.”
In lieu of trying to watch his speech through the sound of hysterical, young girls becoming women at decibels meant to force information out of detainees at Gitmo, I turned the channel and watched Cougar Town.
Perhaps next year, I can make it through 2 whole categories. Until then…enjoy Awards Show Season!
Time for Hollywood to slap itself on the back and pretend that its self-importance isn’t laughable. Time for the elite of the acting world to sit in black-tie judgment (and mock humility) of their peers. It’s the most over-the-top night in entertainment.
And we couldn’t be more excited.
This year’s Oscars are relatively straight-forward. The general absence of megalomaniacal directors and politically charged films leave room for an array of interesting subplots.
There are few certainties going into this year’s telecast. (Christian Bale is as close to a lock as you can get in the Supporting Actor category and The King’s Speech will undoubtedly win a number of undeserving technical Oscars because of, well, the Academy just being too predictable sometimes.) But, a couple of things are for certain. Natalie Portman will cry. And Helena Bonham Carter will look like hot death.
My only regret about this year’s Oscars is that we have to wait until next year to pick Big Mommas for anything.
But, I’ve rambled on enough. To the picks:
Remember the last film review where I said that I don’t like spoiling movies by giving out plot point? Well, Inception is going to really test me, but I think I figured out a way to write about it. Without further ado…. my review:
Inception is about Leo DiCaprio who plays a ____________ who _____________ and _____________ with __________ then _____________. The best part is when _____________ and Leo ___________ ____________ ___________ __ _________ _______. But the real crazy part is _____________ and ____________ ____________ when she __________ then ____________ and they ___________.
It blew my mind. The effects were absolutely amazing, and how Christopher Nolan got snubbed is beyond me. There are many movies that lose something when they go to video, as opposed to seeing them in the theater, but I saw Inception in the theater and have the Blu-Ray disc, it holds up very well.
Sadly, for how much I liked this movie, I don’t think it’s going to win much this year. But it’s still an excellent movie with loads of action and a mind-bending-numbing plot.