Joe R over at Low Resolution has started the second round of his Beyond Actress-dome project. Some hard decision making going on there, and I can't say I'd make the same choices as he, but I'm l-o-v-i-n-g this project. You can vote on you think should go through to the next round between Tilda Swinton (The Deep End, Chronicles of Narnia) and Catherine Keener (Being John Malkovich, 40-Year-Old Virgin) due to a tie in the judging. Hop to it.

The Movie Binge disects The Devil Wears Prada and The Great New Wonderful. That second one who may not have heard of before, but it sounds great. It's a 9/11 film - but about people and not events. It's about a collection of New York characters (yeah, another one of those) in the time after September 11, so it's actually about the event. It actually sounds quite good, and the poster was intriguing. But in a creepy weird twist, how much does Maggie Gyllenhaal look like Nicole Kidman in Birth in the picture above? Near uncanny. Gyllenhaal and Edie Falco play two cake-decorators in the film.
Nat at the Film Experience discusses the lack of Lois Lane's past in Superman Returns. I've never read the comics, nor seen the old movies and I still haven't seen the new one (I plan to) so I can't really comment. But some of y'all might.
Go Fug Yourself produced a classic today. Their hilarious skewering of The Pussycat Dolls (aka The Fuglycat Dolls) brings up new Spice Girls related issues. How come they haven't given their anonymous background noise interesting names like Alley Cat, Tom Cat etc? it's actually a fairly legitimate question, as in this age of homogenous pop acts, you would think it make sense to distinguish yourselves. But, I suppose they think their breasts are enough to do that. Still, it's a hilarious rant if I ever saw one.

Now see, just the other day we said to ourselves 'where can young men like ourselves find a pair of polk-a-dotted tights that will make us appear to have a vagina?' And well, here they are.


I love Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me. I think it's Lynch's most fucked up piece of cinema, and that's why it's brilliant. Those last 20 minutes are some of the most intense and moving I've ever seen. The final sequence with Laura and Angelo Badalementi's sublime "The Voice of Love" is just breathtaking and is probably my favourite ending of all time.
Man, that discussion about Twin Peaks went on way longer than I anticipated. Nighty Night.

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Nice! Where you get this guestbook? I want the same script.. Awesome content. thankyou.
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