In all the ways that count, The Other Guys is a standard Will Ferrell movie. It features absurd scene resolutions, conversations about conversations, and violent vocal outbursts a-plenty. But it may be the funniest one yet. I know, I know, Anchorman, Elf and Talladega Nights are all pretty damn funny, but there's nothing like seeing a fresh movie for the first time to eclipse everything that came before. At the very least, this movie is just as funny as anything Will Ferrell has ever done, thanks to hysterical performances by Mark Wahlberg and Michael Keaton, and possibly even more ridiculous and nonsensical. Seriously, there are moments in the film where you will literally say, out loud, "What the hell?!" Okay, you'll probably use stronger language, but I'm assuming there will be kids around -- it's PG-13, after all.
While I saw Megamind last weekend, I guarantee when this movie comes out on DVD six months from now, I'll be scratching my head trying to remember what the plot of it was. It reminds me of Monsters vs. Aliens in that way. Not a terrible movie, not particularly original, fine to watch for an hour and a half but totally unmemorable. In fact, I know that I'll start saying "Ho-lo" instead of "Hello" and not be able to remember at all where I heard that. I know it's going to drive me Google crazy in the future.
Will Ferrell, did you read my review of your latest moviefilm and feel that you needed to redeem yourself in my eyes? That is so considerate of you, you big lug! Why else would you and Adam McKay announce you were in the midst of creating a follow-up to the dumb-larious Anchorman just after I made the assertion that of all your various cinematic man-child incarnations, Ron Burgundy was the bestest?
What can we expect from Sacha Baron Cohen's latest film? Well, if you've seen Da Ali G Show, Ali G In Da House and Borat, then you know exactly what to expect: ridiculous accents, over-the-top risque humor and unsuspecting Americans caught on film doing and saying things that they probably should have thought twice about. Of course, Bruno has a lot to live up to, because Cohen has been shocking America (and Britain) for years, and he's done some things that are too shocking to top. Here are ten moments where Cohen knocked us for a loop.
If we look carefully at the movie trends of 2008, it's not hard to make a few predictions for the year ahead. Sure, some of these may seem kind of crazy, or maybe they sound flat-out impossible. But just remember these seven words: Steven Soderbergh to direct Cleopatra rock musical. Anything can happen, so get in on the ground floor of these predictions while you can!
Did you know that Sherlock Holmes never said "Elementary, my dear Watson" in any of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's written works? The line pops up in movies, but the exact phrasing never shows up in the original stories. Why am I bringing this up? No reason, except that I just wanted to. In actual news, Variety is reporting that Jude Law is in talks to play Dr. John Watson to Robert Downey Jr.'s Baker Street detective in Guy Ritchie's Sherlock Holmes. This will be a dramatic tale, not to be confused with the Judd Apatow-produced comedy starring Sacha Baron Cohen as Sherlock and Will Ferrell as sidekick Watson. My first thought is, "Man, the movie theaters are going to be chock full of Sherlocks." My second thought is, "I kind of wish Law and Ferrell would switch places."
This is what happens when Odie goes on sabbatical: Angelina Jolie's birthing gets treated like an M. Night Shyamalan movie, Will Smith makes Wild Wild West 2, and Sherlock Holmes turns into Superbad. As we gleefully await Wanted Woman's coochie-centric press conference, due this afternoon, let's talk about why Sir Arthur Conan Doyle is doing somersaults in his grave.
The fossil record is littered with examples of what a long, slow process evolution usually is: Around forty million years ago, wolf-sized whales were scampering around Pakistan on their furry little legs. For the reptilian Sleestaks from Land of the Lost, however, it took just over thirty years to evolve from guys in truly horrible rubber suits to...guys in slightly less horrible rubber suits.
When did it get cool to not like Will Ferrell? It seems like a growing number of people (including a few inside the TWoP offices) have had enough of him. Now, I'm not saying all of his movies have been great -- I still have not met anyone who saw Semi-Pro -- but a lot of them make me laugh just thinking about them. The mental image of Ferrell running around thinking he's on fire in Talladega Nights, putting his scrotum on the drum kit in Step-Brothers, or screaming in a phone booth in Anchorman is enough to make me at least chuckle. Maybe that makes me some sort of dimwit. I don't know. But I certainly don't think I'm a "Ferrell follower," or part of some Ferrell-worshipping cult. I just like things that are funny.
Riddle me this, riddle me that -- who can possibly defeat the big, bad Bat? Not Brendan Fraser, Jet Li, three yetis and an army of zombies, that's for sure. The Dark Knight topped the box office for the third week in a row, bringing in an additional $43.8 million, for a grand total so far of 394.9 million in the U.S. alone -- plus $200 million overseas. And the film has yet to open in Germany and Russia. That's Bruce Wayne folding money, son! Sadly, Batman will be defeated next weekend by the combined forces of the Green Hornet (Seth Rogen) and the Green Goblin (James Franco) in the stoner action flick Pineapple Express. C'est la vie!