More pictures of the Friday the 13th remake have been posted to the Friday the 13th blog. They show Jason sporting some blonde hair (that's why it totally makes sense that they're remaking this movie, because a blonde-haired Jason's story needed to be told.)
We are, as always, excited to bring you the first look at the dialogue for this scene, after the jump.
Entertainment Weekly's Michael Ausiello has the inside track on Friday Night Lights, always providing the internet with the scoops. Granted, the trouble that show's been through, what with America's disinterest in all things good (except Dark Knight, we nailed that one, everyone, take a lap), I think you can get the inside track on FNL by offering the producers five dollars to cover catering costs (the on-set catering is mostly popcorn and hope). This weekend, Ausiello posted an update on some plot developments in season three, which I have listed after the jump, along with some plot developments from an imaginary season in my stupid brain.
Via Defamer, the movie channel Starz is advertising its premiere of I Know Who Killed Me this Saturday (Flag Day desecration!) by skipping the pretension that anyone might enjoy the movie on its merits and focusing squarely on the vibrant Hate-watching demographic:
What's funny about this, besides the obvious "Oh, screw it!" marketing meeting behind it, is the fact that even in finding negative bad quotes about the movie, they had to resort to the oldest movie marketing trick in the book -- random outlets like "efilmcritic.com". (Though most crappy movie marketers would love to be able to include such heard-of-before sources as Variety and the Daily News.) I haven't seen IKWKM, but I allowed a friend to verbally spoil it a few weeks ago and was like "Really? No. Really? What?" Spoiler alert: Moviespoiler.com, cut to the chase!
Since April 2008, Videogum has been the internet's #1 source for grainy pictures of the crotch area of the thesbian known as Jason Segel. So last night, when an email came in to tips@videogum.com with the subject line "here are the penis shots better than yours lol" and just the word "ENJOY" in the body, we knew it wasn't spam. A tipster had sent three photos with such relatively high resolution that we knew this person had to have gotten them from the upcoming (but still unscheduled) DVD of Forgetting Sarah Marshall. After the jump, more Jason Segel than we'll probably ever see again. NSFW, obvs.
Thanks to Gay Men's Social Crisis, I now know what I was missing by turning down a group field trip to a 4:20 showing of Sex And The City: The Movie on Saturday, besides 2.5 hours of my life. After the jump, three pirated clips shot in the theater and complete with "inappropriate" laughter and "this is retarded" commentary. It kind of makes me wish I did see it, but with these guys. Is a spoiler alert even necessary at this point?
On Monday when everyone at your office is talking about the plot turns of Sex And The City: The Movie, you won't have to just stare at your Payless BOGO mock-leather flats in shame because you can't participate in such conversations as "Can you believe Miranda caused (blank)" and "What was up with Charlotte (blanking) in her (blanks)?" Last week, a secret hate-watching angel spoiled all the parts of the movie that weren't on the internet yet and it's right here. Enjoy your two and a half hours off!
In order to ward off any premature SPOILERS, the creators of Lost taped two alternate endings to throw people off. They aired on Good Morning America today:
These alternate endings are funny if you imagine that they actually aired. Like, take a knock out season finale with a devastating final twist and then imagine that everyone was crying and scared and freaking out because Desmond came to visit them. "I've got to tell you, brother, some bad stuff happened on the island. You've got to go back." No, that's OK, Desmond. "You've got to go back, brother." No, Desmond. "Aye." No. "Aye." No. "Aye." No. "Aye." No. "Aye." No. "Aye, brother." No, Desmond. "Aye." No. "Aye." No. "Aye." No.
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