Articles tagged with: Walk Out
Hecklerspray rises up in insurrection all the time - it's our passion. Just the other day as we sat in the back seat - we decided we most definitely did not like the way our mother was driving. Most people would be content to sit back and go whichever way she turns the steering wheel - not us. We pulled her hair until she was parked smack in-font of a McDonald's drive-thru window. We inssurected her the same way that Benicio del Toro inssurects things in his 4 1/2 hour long Che movie, except with slightly less girly interview walk-outs.
As everybody knows, although onscreen Grey's Anatomy can be almost fatally tedious, off-screen Grey's Anatomy is brilliant. You want a comparison? OK. Onscreen, the latest episode of Grey's Anatomy revolved around a bunch of doctors wondering who'd be asked to perform some surgery on a patient. For approximately the billionth time. But off-screen? Off-screen the latest episode of Grey's Anatomy revolved around dollop-faced actor TR Knight throwing the mother of all strops and walking off the show because nobody's giving him the attention that he obviously deserves. See - which one would you watch? Oh, neither? Actually, us too.
Hecklerspray has never been a fan of live gigs. They're always full of those things we hate. You know what we mean, right? They're all over the place wherever you look. What are they called again? Oh - that's it. People.
We're sometimes a bit more tolerant, however. If we're out to see a band or performer we have genuine admiration and respect for, then we're nothing but a bundle of joy and happiness all night long. Bearing that rule in mind, it's probably a good thing that we were nowhere near The Hospital bar in Covent Garden on Tuesday night, as an event took place that would have seen us embark on a rage-filled, blood-splattered frenzy of which that man with the big gun from Predator would have been proud.
Peaches Geldof played a gig.
When you look as much of a slow-thinking himbo as Brad Pitt, it's much harder to convince people to let you star in intelligent, thought-provoking, Oscar-winning dramas, because people always see you as the pretty boy from Meet Joe Black.
So when Brad Pitt announced that he was going to star in a movie adaptation of State Of Play, the blisteringly well-received BBC thriller that made a star out of Bill Nighy and won a slate of awards, it looked like Brad Pitt had finally got it right - he was making a film that was serious enough for him not to be taken merely as eye candy but not so serious that its constant sermonising turned audiences away. Not that it matters now because Brad Pitt has walked away from State Of Play right before filming was supposed to start and the studio wants to sue him. But Brad Pitt will get the last laugh because he'll still get to show off his acting chops in the movie he's making instead - Mr Pretty's World Of Doe-Eyed Gazing.
