This. Is. Awesome.
If you make a prequel to a classic film, then make a sequel to that prequel, then you can remake the classic film without audiences even realizing what you’ve done!
That’s “series” plural. Two series. Each from one man.
Stay tuned after 7th Heaven for Breaking Bad, a hilarious new family series from the future-writer of Home Fries. Only on the WB.
Judging a movie by its poster.
In its bid to establish itself as a rival to HBO, Netflix is releasing another original series that we can binge-cram into our eyeballs. On the heels of last month’s…
I don’t think we’ll ever get an answer.
Maybe they could move them all to an island with no electricity and replace the shows with ‘Seinfeld’ reruns.
He’s getting into serious drama, not fake serious drama as you’d expect.
It’s like ‘Bulletproof 2.0′.
So. Much. Staring.
This party really could have benefited from the help of a genie or something.
Stop killing everyone, ‘Downton Abbey’!
He’ll lead man against those dirty apes.
Ricky getting back to what Ricky does best.
Can’t wait to see what Gimple has in store.
The producers should be careful. From what I’ve seen, he’s a terrible employee.
My vote is still for “John Goodman on a Treadmill” to host.
If Osama is hiding at Bonnaroo, she’ll find him.
PTSD is a serious risk when you star in 85 movies per year.
Sure. This sounds agreeable enough.
He made a mockery out of a mockery!
We won’t see James McAvoy wrestle with the knowledge that he’ll go bald after all.
He’s going to bite someone, and it’s going to be a really big deal. You heard it here first.
He reads a little too Coldplay to be ‘The Crow’.
Not bad for the youngest loser in Oscars history.
This guy delights our inner 12 year-old.
I smell a cameo! And cocaine.