Movies
I am a Woody Allen fanatic. Therefore, I see every one of his films no matter what. That is, regardless of what the critical or box office reception is. There's rarely any media to cover an opening of a Woody Allen film. There's never a midnight showing for those impatient fans -- in fact, there's usually not much of a line up.
Standing in line in the rain, catching hypothermia from an air conditioned auditorium, staying up late to watch a midnight showing of a popular movie. The summertime creates many a great movie going experiences.
Halifax-based sketch comedy troupe Picnicface has a big second half of 2011 ahead. Besides their brand-new eponymous television show, which debuts this fall on The Comedy Network, they've also completed a feature film, Roller Town, which they hope will hit theatres this fall, as well.
Congratulations to Harry Potter, the boy wizard who just scored the biggest North American opening in motion picture history this past weekend. In another time, this kind of news would have the showbiz world at a standstill. But in today's showbiz society, it's just another day at the office. And that's too bad, because the numbers are impressive.
What if I told you that many of the ailments killing North Americans today, such as some forms of cancer, heart diease, stroke, and diabetes could be reversed by making one simple change. What is that change, you might ask? Simply put, it's eating a diet consisting of solely plant-based foods.
Popcorn flicks. Escapist fare. Event films. Summertime is the time of the blockbuster.
In the wake of the grandest celebration of film, one must inevitably ponder the value of such an affair: the millions spent on deluxe cuisine, haute-couture and party favors; the endless road blocks manned by legions of the LAPD, their hands quivering in switch-blade readiness inches above their nightsticks; not to mention the monumental production and advertising costs.
Where was Ricky Gervais when we needed him?! Shame on you Hollywood for being too sensitive and ostracizing the acid-tongued Brit comic after the Golden Globes. At least he told actual jokes!
What I witnessed Sunday evening had to be the most awkwardly boring Oscar telecast I have ever watched.
With expectations of sunshine and celebrities, the ShowbizMonkeys.com team descended from their respective northern perches to cover the 83rd Annual Academy Awards in Hollywood, California.
The best director race this year has become much closer now that Tom Hooper from The King's Speech scooped up the Director's Guild Award – a common indicator of the Best Directing Oscar winner. There are some pundits who still believe The Social Network's David Fincher is the man to beat come February 27th.
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