We can't help it if we're feeling some shades of 1990's Pacific Heights after watching this trailer...
In Good People (opening later this year), James Franco and Kate Hudson play a financially struggling American couple in London who discover the dead body of their tenant...along with a duffel bag full of cash.
And here's why you should never just take the money and run, kids:
Daniel Radcliffe plays Wallace, who's been repeatedly burned by bad relationships. So while everyone around him, including his roommate Allan (Adam Driver) seems to be finding the perfect partner (Mackenzie Davis), Wallace decides to put his love life on hold. It is then that he meets Chantry (Zoe Kazan), an animator who lives with her longtime boyfriend Ben (Rafe Spall).
It's hard to believe we're less than two months away from kicking off one of the world's largest LGBT film festivals, the 32nd annual Outfest. Once again, filmmakers from all over the world (and our own backyard) will premiere, screen, and discuss their big-screen stories for audiences later this summer.
Opening the 11-day affair is Life Partners– Susanna Fogel’s Internet-dating rom-com starring Leighton Meester, Gillian Jacobs, Adam Brody, Kate McKinnon and Gabourey Sidibe. Partners will screen at the Orpheum Theatre in Los Angeles on July 10 at 8:00pm.
“The 2014 [Outfest Los Angeles] Galas represent some of the most acclaimed and thematically diverse films of the year,” says Kirsten Schaffer, Executive Director of Outfest. “These films are intimately familiar and yet surprisingly unique, showing us how much undiscovered territory there is in the world of LGBT cinema.”
Other gala screenings include: Writer/director/actress Desiree Akhavan’s Appropriate Behavior (U.S. Dramatic Centerpiece); Sundance award winner Lilting by Hong Khaou (International Centerpiece); Teddy Award and FIPRESCI prize-winning The Way He Looks by Daniel Ribeiro(International Centerpiece); and the Vancouver Film Critics Circle winner My Prairie Home (Documentary Centerpiece).
Outfest will then close on July 20 at the Ford Amphitheatre with the irreverent comedy Space Station 76, co-written and directed by Jack Plotnick and starring Matt Bomer, Patrick Wilson, Liv Tyler and Jerry O’Connell.
The complete lineup for Outfest Los Angeles 2014 will be announced at the beginning of June. Stay tuned y'all.
Thousands of barbeque enthusiasts gathered in Long Beach over Mother's Day weekend to sample, savor, and smoke their way through dozens of food vendors and mouthwatering menus.
Here's a few of the many highlights of our day spent down by the Queen Mary.
BEST SAMPLE OF THE DAY:The candied smoked bacon from the guys at Smoqued BBQ (based in downtown Orange).
BEST NON-MEAT TASTING:Just Jan's Kadota Fig spread.
BEST SURPRISE:Winning a "Monster Donut" from Orange County's Donut Bar (based in Fountain Valley). We stopped by to spin a wheel for a prize and were treated with a ginormous chocolate bacon donut that would make Homer Simpson squeal with delight.
For The Record, the cabaret-like troupe that's been entertaining L.A. audiences for quite some time now, has changed venues (to the spacier DBA in West Hollywood), but the wow factor of the performances remains the same.
From the high-octane diner stick-up in Pulp Fiction to the pulse-raising lap dance in Death Proof and the blood-splattered crime council speech in Kill Bill, Quentin Tarantino has taken audiences on an unforgettable ride...and now the creative minds behind @FTRLive are doing the same.
Tarantino, Moore, and Willis enjoy the show back in March.
Mashing up the director's hits in one musical smorgasbord of babes, bullets, and badasses, For The Record: Tarantino opened earlier this spring (we sat near Demi Moore, who was cheering on daughter Rumer Willis on stage), and it continues to enjoy an extended run due its powerhouse performances from a cast of hot, young professional singers who don't need a televised talent competition to thrive in the spotlight (yep, that's Lindsay Pearce in that first pic...from Oxygen's The Glee Project).
Ever wonder how Django Unchained's showdown would look like staged with a showstopping 70s jam? Ever thought that Inglorious Basterds could've used a little more rock? Even if you never saw those films (someone call Netflix, STAT), you'll still get a kick out this rollicking and immersive production that fills the entire venue with an electric charge.
You can catch a show during any one of four nights a week now through the rest of the summer. Do yourself a favor and grab some tickets here.
The Signal opens in the middle of a mysterious scavenger hunt as three tech-savvy college students try to track down an elusive hacker who's been messing with their school's infrastructure. Brenton Thwaites, the Aussie actor who's about to blow up even more in Maleficient and The Giver later this year, plays Nic, who leads the trio (Bates Motel's Olivia Cooke and Super 8's Beau Knapp) to an abandoned house in the middle of the Nevada desert. And that's when things get really weird.
Director and co-writer William Eubank meticulously sets the atmospheric tone from the beginning, and what seems like a coming-of-age road trip story suddenly turns into a drawn-out episode of The Twilight Zone (kudos to those who can guess the twist ending after the first act). And it comes as no surprise that filmmaker is a fan of the classic 60s anthology series: "I'm a big fan...of what Rod Serling used to do as a storyteller," he says, "and I always wanted to do one of those - a story with intangibility and strangeness that makes you say, 'What the heck is going on?'"
What is indeed going on is a sci-fi mind-bender that revels in the casting of Laurence Fishburne as a scientist who promises to keep Nic safe in an underground testing facility where he and his friends wake up after a creepy encounter in the desert. Eubank does eerie well, and a good chunk of the movie comes close to becoming a one-man show. Relative newcomer Thwaites proves he's more than just another heartthrob-on-the-rise and showcases some promise in a few keys scenes.
Then there's The Sacrament, a nightmarish thrill ride that explores an all-too-real kind of horror that's more disturbing than any paranormal happening that's recently hit the big screen. More docu-style than found-footage ("facts" pop up while a dread-filled score adds to the unsettling tone), writer-director Ti West takes a pair of Vice journalists (You're Next's AJ Bowen and Joe Swanberg) and their friend Patrick (Kentucker Audley) into the heart of an undisclosed foreigh country to do a piece on a seemingly peaceful utopia run by a man whose followers call Father.
It's also a rescue mission; Patrick's sister, Caroline (Amy Seimetz), is among the followers, and they intend to bring her home. But all seems fine and dandy; Caroline feels right at home and can't imagine living anywhere else.
But leave it to the cynic in the group to prod a little further and see what these shiny happy people are really all about. The result is an intense hour-by-hour chronicle that chillingly demonstrates the power of fear and the lengths to which individuals will go in order to preserve that power.
What's ultimately and truly scary about The Sacrament is how socially relevant it is.
The third annual West Coast Barbeque Classic is going down this weekend at the Queen Mary in Long Beach...and we're bracing our stomachs for a smorgasbord of grilled goodness.
The Classic is where barbeque experts and amateurs convene for a showdown full of flavor featuring the best in smoking, grilling and all0around BBQ.
BBQ styles from around the country will sizzle over open flames, drawing on regional flavors from Tennessee, Kansas City, Texas and more. The competition is an official and certified championship and offers tasting portions from registered pitmasters for $2 apiece. Competition categories include chicken, ribs, pork, and brisket and will be critiqued by judges for a stake in over $10,000 cash prizes and the title of “West Coast BBQ Pitmaster Champion.”
But wait, there's more! The BBQ Classic will feature live entertainment, watermelon and cobbler eating contests, backyard games, a merchant market. So bring the family (if you have one). Or turn it into an afternoon date with that special someone (if you don't mind getting a little sauce smeared on your lips).
Four years ago, Jack Bauer left for pack of smokes and a carton of milk and never came back. Maybe that’s not quite how it happened but that’s how it felt to me, dammit! I always envisioned 24 ending with the death of Jack Bauer not because I wanted to see Jack die but death seemed to be the only path our antihero would have at inner peace. Screw peace. Jack is back!
This week we reunited with a weathered and fatigued looking Jack in London. After waited anxiously for 45 minutes to hear him speak, the result proved that looks can be deceiving. Jack is as intense as ever and has no patience for any kind of nonsense.
24: Live Another Day is like having an old friend in town. You pick up where you left off as if no time has passed. Half the fun of watching 24 is trying to predict what happens next. When you’re introduced to characters you immediately do not like, a seasoned 24 viewer should expect that person to do something wildly heroic down the line. What about the “too good to be true” boy scout who always does his job? Be careful with that one. He or she could be the mole! Then again, the writers could change the rules along the way. Who knows? Who cares? I’m entertained!
When 24 premiered in 2001 a mere seven weeks after 9/11, the country was a much different place. Post 9/11 Americans reacted to Jack Bauer’s brute force and bending of the rules utter disregard for the rules with patriotic glee. Jack Bauer lived by the mantra “by any means necessary” but after 13 years since 9/11 America has changed as a people. We no longer react to Jack’s extreme interrogations with “America, fuck yeah!” Instead, it is met with a shameful cynicism. In today’s society, Jack Bauer would not be seen as an American hero but as a symbol of American entitlement to abuse its power. Jack Bauer would be the subject of a front page Gawker article exposing his “merciless actions with no regard to international law.” The best part about Jack, though, is that he wouldn’t care. He is not motivated by glory. He knows he has made mistakes and even bigger sacrifices all to protect his country.
Perhaps 24 can’t prosper in being socially relevant. Americans have shifted our collective hate. Financial corruption has trumped terrorist organizations as our top enemy. 24 is destined to be a nostalgic look at our past values instead of a reflection on our present. Unless Jack plans on waging war against the 1%. Seriously, who wouldn’t want to see that?!
DISCLAIMER: I haven't seen any of the following movies and am basing my opinions on my negative worldview alone.
X-Men: Days of FuturePast: Not even Neil Degrasse Tyson could explain where "days of future past" falls on the space-time continuum. I expect more Wolverine shenanigans! And Ellen Page doing her best monotone delivery.
Godzilla: Remember the tagline for Roland Emmerich's laughable 1998 reboot, "Size Does Matter?" This is the monster plus Walter White, minus any feelings of inadequacy. And Aaron Taylor Johnson reportedly put on 20 pounds of beefiness for his role in this. So, there's that.
22 Jump Street: Jonah Hill and Channing Tatum are back, better than ever, and across the street. Reading the warning labels on my Vicodin bottle sounds more exciting.
Maleficent: I can't wait to see this bad bitch. Angelina Jolie, Elle Fanning, Juno Temple, and Imelda freaking Staunton. Beware: I will be talkng back to the screen.
Edge of Tomorrow: I can't tell you how many times people have promised to meet me for coffee at the "edge of tomorrow" and completely flaked. Does Emily Blunt pull the same shit with Tom Cruise in this flick?
Dawn of the Planet of the Apes: Coincidentally, this is also my drag name.
The Purge: Anarchy: "The Purge" is never really as enjoyable as "the binge." Am I right, ladies, or am I right?
Hercules: Brett Ratner delivers the gayest film of the season. Must've been all those "rehearsals."
Guardians of the Galaxy: I can't tell if this movie is a prank or not. Oh, it's not? Chris Pratt, call me.
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Remember the 1990 version with Judith Hoag and Elias Koteas? Splinter: "I made a funny!" LOL. Good times...wait, Megan Fox plays April? And it's from Michael Bay? Consider my childhood raped once again.
The Expendables 3: Let me get this straight -- Lindsay Lohan is not allowed to be in movies anymore, but Mel Gibson is?
Allow me to get a little personal on your ass here: My love and affection for this on-screen couple started back in 2005 when they appeared in the highly underrated indie Heights (go Netflix it, if you can). Their chemistry is undeniable. Their combined charisma is the kind that is rarely found anymore in a movie culture dominated by franchises that rely less and less on actual human interaction. And frankly, they just look so darn cute together.
Maybe it has something to do with their respective smiles and effortless charm that makes JamBeth my own personal next-gen version of Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan (if Tom Hanks had killer blue eyes and washboard abs). It's easy to root for them.
That's why I was somewhat disappointed to see that this twosome doesn't share enough screen time in Walk of Shame, a comedy about a news anchor's crappy, antic-filled night in downtown Los Angeles. After hooking up with a handsome bartender-writer played by Marsden -- in L.A. everyone's a hyphenate -- Meghan Miles (Banks) experiences the titular walk after stranding herself without a phone, car, ID, or money – and only 8 hours before the most important job interview of her career.
The film, at first, feels like a welcome throwback to those jaunty flicks of the 80s (think After Hours, minus the Scorsese). One mishap leads to another, and Meghan comes across of variety of colorful characters who either help her...or chase her out to the next crazy shenanigan. Tracking down her whereabouts are her two friends (Gillian Jacobs, Sarah Wright Olsen), her panicked boss (Willie Garson), and a pair of cops (Ethan Suplee and Bill Burr) responding to reports of "a crazy blonde in a yellow dress" who's terrorizing the hood.
But ultimately, writer-director Steven Brill's series of unfortunate accidents begins to feel a little cheap. It's such a nifty concept, you'd expect Judd Apatow's name to be stamped on it somewhere, but sadly it's not. Some of the jokes are visible from a mile away, yet Banks admirably struts her stuff as a woman determined to land the gig of her dreams...and an actress determined to shamelessly jump through any hoop to get a laugh.
And hey, at least she has James Marsden waiting for her at the end of it all.
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