Grown Up Gossip & Internet Villainy
Rumours. Where would we be without rumours? Well, not here obviously, given that this website is fuelled by the gabbing mouths of someone-or-another, spouting amusing stories of vague interest about that person you tell everyone you hate but you secretly admire.
Pathetic, aren’t they?
Easy A deals with rumours. And with being a dirty skank. Mainly about the rumours, though.
The internet is full of dicks (hecklerspray excluded, of course). Just take a look around: there's that kid over there, blogging about his pathetic existence; that tweeting celebrity, moaning about their insufferable riches; and what about Justin Bieber? Ergh.
The internet is a horrible cesspit of words and pictures, never more aptly demonstrated than in social hub Facebook.
It's also appropriate then that the story behind the invention of the 21st Century?s most dominating stalker tool, The Social Network, is as full of nauseating idiots as its millions of inhabitants.
Plenty of the rich and fabulous have been buried in recent memory: Diff’rent Strokes actor, Gary Coleman, stroking kids musician, Michael Jackson and one of those Corey kids from the ?80s.
Yet, it's hard to imagine anyone whose managed to do it in such a captivating way as Ryan Reynolds in the suffocating thriller, Buried.
Hitchcockian in its nature, Buried has a premise that can't help but intrigue, as one truck driver, Paul Conroy (Reynolds), finds himself waking up in a coffin buried six-feet under in the Iraqi desert. What ensures is a taut, gripping and, needless to say, claustrophobic film, that ensnares the audience up until its breathtaking climax.
It was only a matter of time until Mark Wahlberg embraced the fact that he was fast turning into bumbling platypus that Tinsletown pointed and laughed at.
Firstly, he had the indignity of dubbing himself ?Marky Mark,? affiliating himself with the hideously named Funky Bunch, starring in numerous so-so movies (under the guise of serious acting), and finally topping it off with a verbal joust with a resolute plant. Which, the plant won.
Its these previous overly po-faced performances that probably make him such a joy to watch throughout the latest Will Ferrell chuckle-fest, The Other Guys. That and the script, direction and all the other actors, obviously.
Salt ? it's the stuff of legends. It's that thing you put on chips. That substance your doctor tells you not to have too much of. You can even occasionally find it in quaint blue sachet, nestled between your crisps. Angelina Jolie has a lot to live up to.
Jumping into her latest action-heroine role, Jolie proves that she still remains queen in that regard. A sultry look, a tight-fitting outfit and a slap round the chops have all become second nature to ol? Angie. However, what also remains a frustrating constant is her choice of projects.
She's yet to find real ground in the action genre. Each role she picks just falling short of excelling, neither becoming iconic or even particularly memorable. Salt is no different. The Salt of the title is Vivian, a CIA agent who is ousted as a Russian spy, setting the film on a cat-and-mouse chase that's nothing if not intriguing.
How I Met Your Mother?s popularity has been, quite appropriately, infectious like some sort of venereal disease. Taking the template of Friends and leaving the casting of the ?Rachel? character an ongoing mystery has managed to ensnare the attention of young whatnots across the land.
Season 5 shows no sign of slowing things down, indulging in this hump stage ? like most US sitcoms do ?by throwing some extra cameos into the mix, flapping their proverbial arms for attention like an annoying child.
Jennifer Lopez, Rachel Bilson and Chris Kattan all duke it out for the converted title of ?Most Outdated Celebrity?.
Saturday Night Live has been responsible for a barrage of chuckleheads over the years. But for every success there's been a failure as miserable as a thousand Night at the Roxbury?s.
Will Ferrell, Bill Murray, Mike Myers and Tina Fey all went on to bigger and better things, while Dana Carvey, Jon Lovitz and Chris Kattan all slipped down the toilet bowel of obscurity.
Will Forte is riding the periphery, neither hitting mainstream success but rearing his gurning head in multiple roles in television?and film. Now, like Myers and Ferrell, he has graduated to the big screen with one of his skits, MacGruber, a pastiche on a TV show nobody cares or remembers.
Remember The Sixth Sense? That guessing game of creepy corpses, perceptive little children who don't see the Sun enough and a plot twist that kept viewers guessing ?til the closing credits.
Now just imagine that but with Christina Ricci?s nipples. That was fun, wasn?t it?
That’s the kind of Hollywood mindset that gets twisted tales like After.Life told, which?involve cold morticians chatting to the recently deceased body of Anna Taylor (Christina Ricci)…but is she really dead?
At its essence, Back to the Future had a real Oedipus complex going on.
While Marty McFly tries to shake off his mother’s advances, she luridly forces her son to breaking point before sticking her tongue down his throat. Only in the ’80s, eh?
Well, actually that’s exactly the same sort of lows that the Hot Tub Time Machine mines for comedy in this ’80s throwback.
Ricky Gervais seems to have the ability to rub people up the wrong way.
Maybe it's his egotistical rants or perhaps because The Invention of Lying was complete turd. Either way some people just cant stand the sharp-toothed tubster.
Whatever it is it seems to be mostly unfounded. As both The Office and Extras proved that when paired with Stephen Merchant he has an ability for creating both comedy steeped in real-life while delivering some genuine drama to each scenario.
