I want you to listen as hard as you can.
“8-Bit Kevin Spacey” is the name of my noise rock band. We’re playing a show next week. You should totally come.
If Trent Reznor and David Fincher couldn’t make Facebook cool, then it was probably beyond hope.
We’ve already gleaned the plot of Gone Girl from the earlier trailer: Questions surround a husband’s (Ben Affleck) involvement in the wake of his wife’s murder. It’s creepy, it’s based…
He means it as a compliment.
Tyler Perry shows up for some reason.
Fincher wants Michael Bay money.
DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN IMPROVE ON ASHTON’S WORK, CHRISTIAN?
The Apple Network.
Hopefully your memory will serve you as well as Frank Underwood serves himself…
The opening credits are going to be the best part.
Are these the eyes of a killer?
Oh man! I’m really excited about this project because I’m completely unaware of the existence of pornography!
Have you ever been watching a film and suddenly thought to yourself, 'I literally have no idea what is going on here?' Every single person in the world has done…
It’s a toss-up at this point.
An unimportant insider exchange begs some pretty serious questions about the way studios release films.
Mediocre musicians make mediocre filmmakers. Great musicians make mediocre filmmakers. Crappy musicians never get enough attention to become filmmakers.
I never knew reading could be so much fun!
"Fight Club" rules are broken down in the incredibly popular film "Fight Club" starring Edward Norton and Brad Pitt. It tells a story about a everyday American guy who befriends…
He may be going back to his roots of scaring the sh*t out of people.
Hide the children!
Before it gets yanked, that is.
Europe always gets the cool stuff first.
Sony is a very attractive distribution partner for MGM and clearly “wants it.” The James Bond distribution rights, that is.
Sony Pictures is still searching for a way to get Angelina Jolie to dress up in golden snake jewelry.
Look out, “Mad Men,” “House Of Cards” might drink your milkshake.
Spacey. Fincher. Thatcher.
This week we shackle our Best Director contenders together by the ankles, slather them in honey, toss them in the bear cage with an 800 pound grizzly and a pair of bolt cutters to see who among them has the will to survive.