I've admitted it before, and I'll admit it again: I love MTV's reality shows. Real World, Road Rules, Real World/Road Rules Challenge, Fraternity Life, Sorority Life, True Life, The Osbournes, Newlyweds. They're all masterpieces, Shakespearean in their comedy, tragedy and poetry.
David Spade gets the shaft. Maybe it's because he came of age with the last SNL cast to actually do something with their lives -- Chris Rock may never be Bill Cosby, but he'd beat Horatio Sans in any laugh-off know to man.
David Spade sat down with Street at the Four Seasons last week to talk about his new movie --in which he actually acts--occasionally.
What was it like working with child actors on a film that's basically about how being a child actor screws you up?
It's funny because I wanted them to be in the movie and I was like "I play, like, a loser - do you wanna come play yourself as a loser?" But they had a good sense of humor about it.
Eh. You'd expect something different than what you get from a film about the Japanese porn industry titled Bastoni - The Stick Handlers.
Come on, The Stick Handlers? This should have been a Porky's-type film that, instead of a de facto softcore porn, was actually porn mixed with comedy.
Instead, we get a movie that is actually rather a sad story.
It seems the French have a little longing for America in them after all. It's true--we may have taken their fries, their toast, even their kisses, but after one viewing of Jet Lag, there's no denying that they want to steal something from us: a quality Hollywood-esque romantic comedy.
Emma (Kate Hudson) is a chic twenty-something trying to make her way as a stenographer in Boston. Alex (Luke Wilson) is a brilliant author whose computer is destroyed by the pair of Cuban criminals coming to collect the $100,000 he owes them.
Director Scott Roberts' first movie, The Hard Word, is the movie Guy Ritchie should have made last summer when he was otherwise busy destroying his career with the Madonna bomb Swept Away. Originally filmed under the title Blood and Guts, this hyperactive Aussie crime-flick bombards the audience with a jumble of new and re-used ideas that somehow add up to a very enjoyable film.
We've been getting movies from World Wrestling Entertainment for about a year now. Apparently, Vince McMahon -- yes, we're going to assume that the WWE owner himself ships out the videotapes -- thinks that Penn students are a prime market for shoulderblocks, bodyslams and pinfalls.
We didn't agree, until now.
With his dramatic career floundering at the box office, Jim Carrey needed the spotlight back. Carrey tries to revisit his Ace Ventura roots by contorting his body and coining new catchphrases in his new comedy, Bruce Almighty, but none of them hit the mark.
Carrey stars as Bruce, a down-on-his-luck TV reporter who blames God for all of his troubles.
Mark Moscowitz's film debut Stone Reader follows the director as he searches for Dow Mossman, the one-book author of Stones of Summer, a would-be seminal novel from 1972 that has since gone out of print.
Mark Wahlberg wants to know what we did over Spring Break.
Actually, he wants to know why we're interviewing him instead of "on Spring Break having fun, drinking beer," before realizing that Spring Break would most likely be over and asking the operator to open up the lines of our previously listen-only conference call so that we could tell him how we spent our vacations.
His new movie, The Italian Job, comes out next month.