One of our faithful readers, Bone, saw our report about Tomb Raider a couple of days ago and wanted to add some background about the incident with Simon West during one of the test screening of the movie. You see… Bone is, as they say, in the know…
Lara Croft: Tomb Raider… An Alan Smithee Movie?
Only a few days before the much anticipated film opens in over 3300 screens come Friday. Some of you might already know that editor extraordinaire Stuart Baird has been brought on board to try to whip the film into shape. So what is director Simon West doing? He is mulling his options, including taking his name off the credits.
A time when natural resources are limited. Technology has advanced at and exorbitant pace. Every aspect of your life is monitored. Your food is genetically enhanced. And the person who serves you, does your housekeeping, tends your gardens and provides companionship… they are not human at all. Engineers at Cybertronics Manufacturing and other facilities have created a specialized artificial intelligence for your every need. Except for love. Emotion has become the final and very controversial boundary in the evolution of robot capabilities.
As we reported a few days ago, some freak in the Sony Pictures advertising department created a fake reviewer to quote in ads for Hollow Man and A Knight’s Tale, since these pieces of shit couldn’t get good reviews on their own.
According to the Associated Press, two moviegoers have filed a class action lawsuit against Sony Pictures, claiming they were fooled into seeing the movie, A Knight’s Tale by ads containing quotes from phony reviewer David Manning.
Sometimes I wonder what the hell I am doing here.
It’s damn near 3AM as I sit and write this. I need to be at work in five and a half hours, but instead of getting the beauty sleep I so desperately need, I’m sitting at my desk, listening to Camper Van Beethoven, lighting up God only know what number cigarette of the night and bitching about my inability to do anything to the few people even know this damn site exists.
The Washington Post yesterday reports on a study by MarketCast which estimates ticket sales for R rated features are down as much as 30% since the whole Lieberman crap began last year. The study concluded that “significant numbers” of children under 17, principally younger girls, were being deterred from seeing R-rated movies such as The Mexican and Angel Eyes, causing them to lose a major share of the audience that ordinarily would have been attracted to them. The report, however, seemingly failed to notice that the two of the top three films released this year as of this writing, Hannibal and Traffic, were handed R ratings. Granted, neither of them are primarily aimed at the allegedly all important teen audience. But neither were Gladiator or Bridget Jones’s Diary, and they didn’t have much of a problem sustaining long term business. Maybe, and I know I am going out on a limb here, the quality or perceived quality of the film is more important when it comes to R rated films than how many dick jokes and tit shots there might be.