Nobody really wants to see your home movies but you. Struggling actor-writer-producer-director Mark Webber would be wise to keep that in mind after the tepid reaction to his sincere but inconsequential The End of Love.
The movie stars Mr. Webber, who calls himself by his own first name, and his 2-year-old son Isaac Love, who Read More
Eccles Center in Park City, Utah—known to Sundance veterans as “The Big House”—is so massive that my first thought was that the Rolling Stones would have had a tough time selling this joint out at 10 p.m. on a Tuesday night in the middle of a frigid January.
The night in question was last Tuesday, Read More
Did you think the Fifty Shades of Grey phenomena would just fade away now that Girls is back on? Sorry, no, your mother would rather read about Christian Grey and imagine herself as Anastasia Steele than think about the awkward sex you might be having with a bisexual right now. (Even though, hey, remember when Bret Easton Ellis floated Lena Dunham’s name as a possible candidate for the heroine in his adaptation of the book, which will now never see the light of day?)
Now a new theatrical parody, Doubleday’s hardcover printing of the E.L. James trilogy and casting speculation on the upcoming film, 2013 looks like it just might be another great day for vanilla BDSM sex! Read More
Amanda Seyfried is not well. So much potential and Star-of-Tomorrow hype has failed to pay off. Her career looks anemic. Her screen presence has turned her pallid—and me, too. It’s hard to believe, but she walked out of her leading role as the most sensible Mormon in the hit HBO series Big Love after 45 episodes to play Meryl Streep’s gooey daughter in the nauseating Mama Mia and then fall in love with a werewolf in the idiotic Red Riding Hood. Now she gets star billing in a latent snooze called Gone, which will be exactly that before you can even find out where it’s playing. Beware of movies that are not screened in advance for the critics. The reasons are usually manifest. Now that I’ve seen Gone, I know why.
Gifted and sincere as she always is, there’s not much Ms. Seyfried can do with this tripe. Read More
Our pals over at Curbed picked up on our news that Sarah Jessica Parker had found a new home on East 10th Street, and they made an interesting connection we had missed:
Is this quiet Central Village block becoming Hollywood East? Amanda Seyfried just moved in a few doors down.
It’s true, Read More
Wondering what movie to spend your hard-earned money on this weekend? Here’s a handy guide to the new releases.
Robin Hood
What’s the story: Think of it as Batman Begins but with Robin Hood. Russell Crowe and director Ridley Scott team up for the fifth time (!) in the past decade for Robin Hood, a Read More
There’s nothing wrong with a squishy, sentimental romantic confection now and then. But Letters to Juliet is a mere lollipop. It’s gone before its 101-minute running time expires, and you’re left with the stick.
A perky fact-checker and aspiring journalist named Sophie (the wide-eyed, look-at-her-she’s-everywhere Amanda Seyfried) arrives in Verona, Italy, for Read More
“Can a young actress really get away with swearing off romantic comedies?” Vanity Fair asks.
Amanda Seyfried replies:
Well, it’s hard because they pay a lot of money. Sometimes, when you want to buy an apartment in Manhattan, you gotta do one or two. But in most cases you don’t need to Read More
To find the last time Avatar wasn’t the most popular film in America, you have to go all the way back to the weekend of December 11 when The Princess and The Frog topped the box office with $24.2 million. So huzzah to Dear John for doing what has felt like the impossible: Read More
Perhaps seeing Avatar for a ninth time isn’t such a bad idea after all. In honor of the Super Bowl—a weekend that Hollywood routinely punts—only two films are opening across the country today and one looks worse than the other. As we do every Friday, here’s a handy guide to the new releases.
From Paris Read More
