Glenn is a twentysomething freelance writer from Melbourne, Australia. Apart from this blog he is the film editor for Onya Magazine and writes regularly for Trespass Magazine. His work has appeared in The Big Issue, Encore Magazine, Forte Magazine, The Film Experience Blog and was the film correspondent for The Outland Institute radio program on JOY 94.4.
Stale Popcorn, noun, 1. A veritable cornucopia of movie geekdom, celebrity worship, Australian film discussion and all with occasional musical interludes! All wrapped up in the salty buttery taste of movie popcorn that's been sitting in the box for too long. What's not to love?
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6 comments:
Come on, Charles Grodin? Midnight Run? Beethoven?
And somehow, Zach Braff's head looks more real as an Oompaloompa. Or maybe that's because he's an Oompelemic...
My favorite is still:
"I shot my wife... prove it."
That one will be REALLY hard to top.
That is seriously the most deplorably bad fake tan I've ever seen. Like, sure, he's orange, but he's blotchy and it's just vile.
Who greenlit that?
The same people who greenlit Glitter, From Justin to Kelly, Swept Away, Alone in the Dark, Norbit, and the appropriately titled Are We Done Yet?
Ice Cube, you were one of the pioneers of gangsta rap. You better be done. Disgraceful.
That's just frightening.
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