It’s pretty dramatic for community college.
Someone put a bullet in this franchise already.
Getting beaten up by a blind lawyer can’t be good for criminals’ self-esteem.
The Super Bowl offers a little bit of something for everyone.
Ok. I’m ready for the premiere now. In *sigh* two and a half months.
WHY MORGAN FREEMAN. WHY?!
Yup, he says, “I’ll be back.”
Maybe the week? Certainly through lunch.
Maybe it’s time McCarthy and Feig see other people?
No one does sci-fi quite like Blomkamp.
Can I get a HELL YEAH, BROS!!! (*funnels Goldschlager*)
The future is weird, and a little gimmick-y.
For the average moviegoer seeking a 90-minute escape from reality and maybe a few CGIsplosions, there are few phrases more terrifying than “Written and directed by Terrence Malick.”
This one looks good. Pixar does well for itself when it goes “smart.”
Hopefully the opening scene is a dinosaur eating that annoying hacker girl from the first one.
*If this turns out to be the actual final trailer, I will eat my own butt.
Meanwhile, your acoustic cover of Sixpence None the Richer’s “Kiss Me” is holding steady at 31 views.
They should replace HAL’s voice with an always-cracking-up Jimmy Fallon.
Don’t forget about ‘Bob’s Burgers’, animation fans!
Disney and Marvel…keep an eye on these companies. I think they’re gonna be big.
Keep wanting to type this as “Outkast.” DAMN YOU, ANDRE 3000!
We don’t have the trailer, and no one knows what’s in. (waits for applause)
“Bojack? That’s a beautiful name.”
“A man is captured by a maniac and tortured, physically and mentally, into becoming a walrus.” If that doesn’t scream BOX OFFICE GOLD, then everything I know about the current state of cinema is absolutely correct.
They exploit the future for personal gain, which is probably pretty realistic.
Listen to him pitch his skill set in the narration of the trailer.
The time is now. After the waiting, all that time spent not reading the book, politely reporting on casting shakeups, we’ve got definitive proof that Fifty Shades of Grey is…
Which comes first: A dawn or a rise? I’m confused.
They’re back and as morally ambiguous as ever.
In a world where two men, driving a sheepdog, leave everything they’ve ever known in pursuit of love…