Well, knock us down with a feather. It must be that time of the week again. The time when we force our hands into the stinking, wretched filth that comes into the hecklerspray mailbox.

To give you an idea of what our mailbag actually resembles, allow us to paint you a picture. With words. Imagine taking a bowl of delicious, ripe fruit and writing a series of misguided, offended or just plain idiotic messages on each pieces and then leaving it to rot. Then imagine putting the pulped, putrid remains of the fruit into a plastic carrier bag and leaving it in a very humid room for a couple of weeks.

Then imagine having to dip your hand into that to remove and read something which calls you a useless idiot. That’s called user feedback, folks and it fucking sucks.

Still, without any further ado, let us wash the remains of your rotten correspondence from our hands and copy your dribbling rants verbatim.

You can pity us but it won’t do you any good. You did this to us in the first place. So here’s this week’s Readers’ Letters. Benevolent deities help us all.

First up this week is the spawn of Jay-Z’s loins. Naturally, this is one of the biggest celebrity stories of the year because they’re both like totally famous and, like, totally talented and stuff. Of course, people with a fan base inevitably have legions of masturbatory freaks who can’t take a joke. Like “Me” for instance. No, not me. Some moron who still thinks referring to themselves in the singular is funny.

I can tell by your article that you don’t like reporting on beyonce so why do they have you doing it.. I came on her to read about beyonce not about how sarcastic you can be.. I mean really get over yourself or don’t report on her..give someone else this job

Reading comments like this really leads us to a phenomenon known as ‘hulking out’, where we all turn either into Marvel Superheroes or into 80s’ American wrestlers. The whole fucking point is that the article is about how sarcastic we can be. There’s nothing else to it. Until you people stop projecting some kind of journalistic ethical code onto us, we’re going to keep having to repeat this every week. Here it is in simple English.

WE ARE NOT JOURNALISTS. 

At least Sparkletits gets it; even though she (?) was replying to some other moron on some other article:

Whoa there friend, settle down. This site is beloved specifically because it brutalizes celebrities. This is like walking into a boxing match and complaining about the violence. Fuck off to people.com or whatever. LiLo is a trainwreck tire fire and does hilarious shit. The end.

That was in response to someone called Michael Prymula, who has a name like a cheese substitute that comes in a tube. His opinions should therefore be disregarded but given that we used to enjoy the one with chives in it on Ritz Crackers, here’s his “worthwhile contribution”:

Fuck you! you worthless fucking piece of dogshit! You think other people’s hardships are SOOOOOOO hilarious, why don’t you just go fuck yourself and stop writing bullshit that nobody cares about! Lindsay can and WILL make a comeback, and she’s a FAR better person then you are!

This is another one. “No-one cares about your opinion” or “nobody cares about their indiscretions”. Of course they do. By leaving comments angrily decrying those who take the piss out of your smacked-up idol, you’re disproving your own point. Of course Lindsay Lohan is a better person than us because we’re fatuous cunts that use our money (earned from a career making faces like we’re having sticks pulled from our arses) to buy crack and smoke a bowl in someone’s poolhouse.

Wait. Hang on. We’ve got ourselves mixed up with strung-out, failed actor Lindsay Lohan, haven’t we? Silly us.

Still, much as ‘she of the poolside nickname’ has some misguided fans, that’s nothing compared to the fans of 30 Seconds To Mars frontdick Jared Leto. Of course, given that all groups of fans have to collective nouns to distinguish them from your average horde of braying nutsacks, we’ve decided to christen Leto’s lot “The Leotards”. Please pass it on to those forums you frequent.

Sometimes it’s the names of the people posting that really draw you into a comment. Take TheGuyWhoWroteThePostIsAFaggotJelousFatForeverAloneSucker which must be an unmitigated nightmare to sign on a disability cheque. This pillar of the Leotard community was up in arms because we wrote an article about him ALMOST FIVE YEARS AGO.

Who the hell’s the gay guy that wrote the post? I bet he’s a fat friki foreveralone 40-year-old who still wets his bed and jelous of THE PERFECTION OF JARED LETO.

Just another hater modafogga who will burn in hell.

Of course, if there’s one thing we’ve learned from the heavily Christian fanbase of 30 Seconds To Galaxy Caramel, it’s that homosexuality is wrong and is punishable by eternity in the firey pits of hell. It is surely not going too far to assume that there must be a fate worse than this for people who like Jared Leto’s fucking awful band.

AJAJAJAJJAJAJAJAJAA
Motherfoggaaaaa
Crappy band? Yo’ mamaaa
Go to hel ahhahahahahaa This dude has some issues.

Yes, here it is again. Would you like us to pick it out?

This dude has some issues.

This from the person who can’t spell motherfucker (or anything for that matter), thinks homosexuals deserve to burn in hell and, perhaps most heinously of all, thinks 30 Seconds to Peanut M&Ms are or ever were any good. It’s stunning to think that someone like this is out living amongst us and not locked in a darkened basement, hooked up to a car battery.

Still, at least ajay knows what we’re all about:

very very very very sexy

Thanks.

Until next week; be good. If you can’t be good be careful. If you can’t be careful then try not to impale your genitals on anything sharp.

Films, eh? Who doesn’t love a good film? Earlier today, we told you about Warner Bros. plan to remake Point Break, making it everyone’s least anticipated film of 2014. However, films have started competing with each other which makes everything so much more exciting! Especially when the respective casts both hate one another.

Luckily, the casts of the two competing Snow White movies have been trading barbed remarks like they’re pogs since the two alarmingly similar films were announced. Lily Collins, star of The Brothers Grimm: Snow White, has hit out at Kristen Stewart, claiming the Twlight star will be “perfect” as Snow White and is looking forward to seeing the two versions of the classic fairytale.

Oooh, what a bit- aw, wait. Hang on a minute.

Yes, that’s right folks. The cast members of Snow Whites: Lust For Teenage Money are all copping off with each other and fondling their private parts during press conferences. Collins, who is working on Tarsem Singh’s rival version of the Snow White story (said to be much more gritty, containing less Dwarves and more SS Stormtroopers), has praised the Twilight star’s casting in Rupert Sanders’ Snow White & The Huntsman.

In an interview with Teen Vogue, Collins seemed convinced people would see both versions of the fairytale, making sure that they’re still in line for a big pay cheque from people who don’t quite understand the fact that having two

“I think the audience may very well enjoy seeing two different versions and I think that Kristen is perfect for hers.”

The actress also had praise for her boyfriend and co-star in action ‘epic’ Abduction, Taylor Lautner, who recently said he was ‘rooting’ for both actress’ in the role of Snow White. She said, while stifling her giggles with a $100 bill;

“He’s a very funny, down-to-earth young man.”

Tarsem Singh’s The Brothers Grimm: Snow White will be released March 16, 2012 and it is widely expected that limited ‘bumper’ tickets will be available for both films costing only three times the price of a standard ticket. Two shit films for the price of three. Who could say fairer than that?

Needless to say, this incessant circle-jerkery will continue up until the release date of both films as both production companies try desperately to squeeze as much money out of the two projects as they possibly can by spewing out cross-pollinated marketing into the waiting mouths of teenagers with disposable income.

Still, will Kristen Stewart be ‘perfect’ in the role of Snow White? Well, an emotionless girl who is completely nonplussed by having an evil stepmother, magical dwarf pals and a personality vacuum for a boyfriend? You tell us…

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Windows. You either love them or hate them. Some see them as an invaluable way to let light into an otherwise darkened home while others see them as 3ft x 5ft invasions of their privacy. There are many types of window. Sash, double glazed, casement, transom, going all the way up to the stately bay window and the magnificent stained glass window. Windows can give us light but also allow us to look out on the glory of our surroundings.

They allow us, from a safe vantage point, to see what’s over the next hill. To see if the grass is indeed greener on the other side. Depending on where we live, they allow us to see the options available to us in the wider world. For some of us, that might just be the decision whether to go to the bakers’ for a pasty or it could be the choice between two diametrically opposed directions on the street. One- to death and glory, the other- to a life less ordinary.

Of course, these are all pitifully weak analogies designed to bring us to think about Microsoft Windows. More than 20 years now, Microsoft have been inflicting their Windows operating system on PC-owning shlubs and fools everywhere. That’s not to say that ‘PCs’ aren’t good, of course, they are. Let’s just get that out of the way now before we end up with 79 comments to approve that all say “RUTRIGITHISGTNRTIG ANTI MICROSOFT BIASSSSSS”.

The strange thing about operating systems is that the consumer very rarely feels the need to change from the one they have. Even users of the hideously malformed Vista platform find it too much hassle to move from one build of the system to another. That means that for every operating system they release, Microsoft incur a number of cross-platform costs from both consumers and manufacturers. They have to absorb the cost of the sudden switch as millions of laptops and PCs sitting in the store rooms of electronics stores all over the world are suddenly obsolete and consequently, about as useful as a diesel-filled fire extinguisher.

We apologise- that bit wasn’t even meant to be funny. It’s just raw data being ploughed into your head from the hands of some uncaring source. Much like a PC. How are they supposed to make money off something that will soon be obsolete and as out-moded as the Amstrad Emailer?

That’s easy. Tell the customers what to do.

With the release of the new Windows platform, imaginatively called Windows 8, tentatively slated for release in Autumn 2012 Microsoft have begun to leave skid marks on their best tight, white y-fronts over the vast amount of money that they stand to lose. Again.

Step forward then, Julie from your street. We all know Julie, of course. She was on that show in which members of the public had to avoid being shot by a firing squad while blindfolded and tied to a tree. What? That didn’t exist? Must have been the Editor showing us his collection of snuff films then. Moving on…

Ordinary member of the public Julie was part of a focus group which, by the state of the advert, looks more like an interrogation in Guantanamo Bay. She claimed that there wasn’t anything out there in the big wide world that could beat her home computer. What Microsoft fail to show you is that Julie’s previous home computer was Deep Blue, the chess-playing super computer and that nothing could beat it. Certainly not at chess.

Naturally, the only sensible course of action for Microsoft to take is to set up a computer shop in her house and have some smug-git-actor tell her to “have a look around” and that “this one is touch screen”. In depth advice that you just don’t find unless Microsoft pitch a shop in your dining room.

Julie is amazed, much to the delight of her husband, at the range of computers that she could have which are powered by Windows 7. Windows 7, the most advanced operating system on earth. Bar none. Except Windows 8…

Microsoft play on that old principle that many of the buying public take on, especially in a recession. You see it with computers, mobile phones, MP3 players and tablets. “What’s the point in buying one? There’ll just be a new one out in a couple of months to replace it.” By playing up the benefits of Windows 7 now, before most of the public are aware of the creeping presence of its successor, they will be able to shift the maximum number of units and make back as much money as they possibly can before they start the advertising cycle for the new operating system.

It’s a win-win situation for Microsoft. They shift the units of the operating system and proprietary systems bought by the electronics giants to unsuspecting punters now and in a year and a half, they have an army of loyal Windowites clamouring for the ‘reduced upgrade’ cost of the new system. That’s money twice. If you’ve been taken in by this, expect to be throwing your touch screen computer to the ground in frustration when you start to see Windows 8 previews next Spring.

Don’t say we didn’t warn you.

There are sequels that nobody wants to see and then there are sequels that nobody wants to see – and Spider-Man 4 is one of those sequels.

Despite Tobey Maguire not really wanting to make Spider-Man 4, Sam Raimi not really wanting to make Spider-Man 4 and an entire planet of people who've had enough time and money stolen already not wanting to see Spider-Man 4, Producer Laura Ziskin has announced that Spider-Man 4 will be released in May 2011.

Awful news, we know. But on the plus side Spider-Man 4 can't be any worse than Spider-Man 3 – that is unless someone decides to give Spider-Man a crime-fighting Scrappy-Doo style son and they go into space together to save the world from global warming and… no, wait, then it'd still be better than Spider-Man 3. No omelette scenes, you see.

Make a list of all the things you'd hate to see in a superhero movie. What's on it? Several extending singing and dancing numbers? A goodie who turns bad when he brushes his hair a certain way? So many villains that they only get about a nanoblip of screentime each? A mid-film interlude about how fun it is to dance the Twist and cook eggs at the same time? Congratulations, you've just described Spider-Man 3.

Spider-Man 3 stands as one of the most clueless big-budget studio movies of all time; a film where the writer, studio, director and each individual actor tried to make a completely different movie. Spider-Man 3 was such a mess that Kirsten Dunst said she didn't want to make Spider-Man 4 before it was even released, and then went off for a boozy little meltdown in rehab afterwards. And Kirsten Dunst was in Marie Antoinette, so she knows cack when she gets paid to star in it.

But even though Spider-Man 3 looked like a franchise-killer of Batman And Robin proportions, it's not over yet. Last week producer Laura Ziskin told cinemas that Spider-Man 4 is still going to happen, and it'll be released in less than three years too. Firstshowing reports:

Producer Laura Ziskin told theaters owners on Thursday that Spider-Man 4 is tentatively scheduled to arrive in May of 2011. Although rumors have been circulating surrounding both Sam Raimi and Tobey Maguire's return, nothing is concrete yet. The farthest they've gone is to pay Marvel to secure the rights yet again, which is at least confirmation that they will continue.

There isn't a script for Spider-Man 4 yet, but one is apparently being written by James Vanderbilt, who wrote Zodiac (good) and a film that had John Travolta in it (bad). But however Vanderbilt's script turns out, it still can't be any worse than Spider-Man 3's for the simple fact that it wasn't written in purple wax crayon by a farting egg-fixated toddler.

And only then can discussions start seriously. If the script's good enough, Sam Raimi will direct it. If the money's good enough, Tobey Maguire will return to star in it. And if there's a trail of vodka miniatures leading from her house to the film set, we don't doubt that Kirsten Dunst will make an appearance as well.

Phew! If that happens, it'll be business as usual. Except, you know, Spider-Man 3 was business as usual as well, and that made us want to vomit blood into a bucket. And then drown ourselves in all the blood-sick. And then set ourselves on fire. 

So, yeah, more of that please.

Read more:

Spider-Man Will Return in 2011! But Do We Want Him To? – First Showing

Well this is a pisser – we're going to have to wait four months longer than we expected to see Tom Cruise running around dressed up a tiny, one-eyed Nazi.

Valkyrie, the movie where Tom Cruise inexplicably attempts to make his box office comeback as a kooky Nazi officer attempting to kill Hitler with some luggage, has seen its release date pushed back from October to February.

The signs are clear – by releasing Valkyrie so close to the Oscars, Tom Cruise has effectively admitted he doesn't stand a chance of winning an Oscar for it. A shame, since 2009 sees the launch of the Academy's inaugural Best One-Eyed Nazi Played By A Fading Egotist With Downright Odd Religious Beliefs trophy. Still, at least now Mel Gibson has a clear run at the prize with his upcoming role in The Fantastical Contraptions Of Professor Baron Von Cyclops.

Although Tom Cruise has everything that all men dream of – his own movie studio, a wife who's never displayed a single drop of emotion and more car crash skills than trained paramedics – he hasn't really got anything approaching a film career right now.  

After his increasingly bewildering behaviour kicked the legs out from underneath Mission: Impossible III, Tom has struggled to make films again. Sumner Redstone sacked Tom from Paramount because he was so weird, and then the big Tom Cruise comeback movie Lions For Lambs died a violent death at the box office because only about four people went to to see it, and three walked out halfway through when they realised it wasn't actually about lambs. 

And that means that Tom Cruise has banked everything he's got on Valkyrie, the movie where Tom Cruise tries to kill Hitler by adopting a spookily similar haircut, or something. Making it was a brave move because a) people dislike Tom Cruise, b) people dislike war films and c) it was directed by the man behind Superman Returns, which was shit.

Factor in a couple of production problems, like some injured extras and the way that Germany banned Tom Cruise because he's so weird and the whole thing looks so uphill that it's bound to be doomed to failure. But if anyone can make Valkyrie a success, then it's Tom Cruise, right?

Maybe not. Now the latest bad news to hit Valkyrie is that its prime Oscar-friendly October release date has been shoved back to the conclusively Oscar unfriendly month of February. The LA Times reports:

"'United Artists and MGM have pushed back the release of Bryan Singer’s Tom Cruise starrer Valkyrie from Oct 3 to Feb 13,' reports Variety. That means the studios are diminishing the high Oscar expectations surrounding the Nazi thriller that previously had an awards-friendly release date. Smart move…. At this point in his fragile career, Cruise just needs to crank out a successful film taken seriously by film critics and movie-goers. Oscar voters can wait."

Great, Friday the 13th. That'll instill a whole lot of confidence in Tom Cruise, we're sure.

But let's be serious, Valkyrie hasn't been shunted back to any old February opening – it's going to be MGM's showcase movie for Presidents Day weekend. You know, Presidents Day. The weekend that Jumper did quite well at this year. And Ghost Rider the previous year. Come on, you must know – it's the weekend where movie studios put out summer films that clearly aren't good enough to be released in the actual summer.

So Tom Cruise has lost all hopes of Oscar glory, plus his studio is showing signs of losing faith with his movie, but people are still going to go an watch Valkyrie in their millions, right?

Actually, we're not so sure about that either. Let's not forget that this new Valkyrie release date clashes with the Super Pet Expo in King Of Prussia, PA. And given the choice between subjecting yourself to yet another insufferable Tom Cruise ego fluff or an afternoon spent looking at a cuddly little puppies, what would you do?

Read more:

'Valkyrie' release switch takes Oscar heat off Tom Cruise - LA Times