Americas Got Talent surprisingly lets the incredible Acro-Dunk go back to Houston.

America's Got Talent surprisingly lets the incredible Acro-Dunk go back to Houston.

America’s Got Talent people — What were you thinking? You sent Acro-Dunk home??

Acro-Dunk kicked ass every millisecond they were onstage. Just incredible stuff.

Not that Voices of Glory wasn’t excellent — they’re amazing. And the Fab Five was alright. They were good.

But nobody’s been anything — AN-Y-THING — like Acro-Dunk, least of all in their semi-finals performance. Which culminated in an astounding multiple-flip-through-a-flaming-hoop dunk.

Oh, did I mention that the basketball hoop was on fire? So there was that, too.

Holy cannoli, spiccoli.

Now two of my favorite acts — that Indian dance group, who were stunning, and Acro-Dunk — are gone.

In my mind it’s down to Grandma Lee and Kevin Skinner. Either one would make a great story. The 75-year-old standup comic and the Louisiana ex-chicken catcher.

You couldn’t write this stuff.

I’m pissed about Acro-Dunk, though. Especially considering how it went down. The final three were Acro-Dunk, The Voices of Glory and The Fab Five, and then AD was sent home leaving the judges to select one of the remaining two.

They decided to throw the rules out and send both of them through. Cool, cool, good for both of them, but WHAT ABOUT THE BEST ACT OF THE WHOLE SHOW?

(In case I was unclear before, that would be Acro-Dunk)

I’ll never watch the show again. Not until it’s on next week. Those bastards.


Fist Full of Fur, from Ummm Productions

Fist Full of Fur, from Ummm Productions

This is the coolest short film about a guy in a gorilla suit traveling through Boston one day that you will ever see. And it’s the only one to my knowledge that was assembled from thousands of still images. 5,205 still images to be precise.

Fist Full Of Fur from Ummm Productions on Vimeo.

Sooo good.

Raise your hand if you really like(d) The Field Mice.

Okay, now keep it up if you think the Pastels and the Vaselines are/were adorable and enjoy subjecting your significant other to “Truckload of Trouble” on long car rides.
Two hands up if you sing along.

Okay, good…

Now keep your hands up if you actually went out and laid down cash money for the Galaxie 500 box set of crappy Mid East up footage.

If your hand is still up you need to go buy The Pains of Being Pure at Hearts “Higher Than the Stars” on September 22nd – and I’m guessing that if you were raising your hands so hard and excitedly at the mentions of those adorable bands you’ll tweak over their Stuart Murdoch-esque cover art as well.


Higher Thanthe Stars

Remember to breathe!

They kick off their tour September 5th at the Middle East Downstairs in Cambridge.

Supergroup Alert!

The Foo Fighter’s Dave Grohl, The Queens Of  The Stone Age’s Josh Homme and Led Zeppelin’s criminally underrated  John Paul Jones have come together to form Them Crooked Vultures.  They debuted a few nights ago at Chicago’s Metro.

Though I’ve heard neither (beyond the 14 second teaser clip posted above), this one sounds so much more promising than Chickenfoot.

Interesting, though, that 2009’s two hard rockin’ supergroups so far have fowl names.

Listening to the above youtube link as I post this.   Still greatly prefer the 14 seconds in the top clip….

A few weeks ago we posted about all the crazy remakes in the pipeline right now from Hollywoodland that, at best, seem questionable.    Not to let ya think all we do around here is kvetch about things we just know will suck, here are some links to trailers that we hope don’t suck, and in some cases might be perfect antonyms to suck:

Where The Wild Things Are

Adapting a beloved children’s book for the big screen is, these days at least, a very dicey affair.  For more proof see The Cat In The Hat.   Once upon a time, Hollywood was actually good at this, even if they did make changes to the source material (see the original Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory with a brilliantly creepy Gene Wilder).

Having Spike Jones attached to this does ratchet up hope for a good flick considerably.  Then again, Tim Burton’s take on Roald Dahl’s Charlie  & the Chocolate Factory – though inspired – pales considerably to the original and is overall dissappointing.

Alice In Wonderland

Speaking of Burton, Mr. Dark n Scary (but not really) returns to his roots at Disney with another take on a children’s fave.  This time, though, unlike Willy Wonka, there is no real beloved film version of Lewis Carroll’s famous story.    Disney’s own take last time around, in 1951, has it’s moments but largely falls flat.  Burton’s take looks intriguing, even before one factors in Mrs. Burton Helena Bonham-Carter, hot actress of the moment Anne Hathaway, and resident whackado’s Johnn Depp, Alan Rickman and Crispin Glover.

The Fantastic Mr. Fox

Idiosyncratic Wes Anderson takes on perhaps the 20th century’s most beloved children’s writer Roald Dahl’s (author of many books beyond that chocolate factory one, and also author of one James Bond screenplay – You Only Live Twice – AND the screenplay of Bond author Ian Flemming’s own kids book turned silver screen gem, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang) The Fantastic Mr. Fox is the most unexpected match of auteur and kids animation I can imagine this side of Jean-Luc Godard making a claymation version of Babar.   (and that may be the longest run-on sentence I’ve penned yet for TLOS!)

Either way this one has the potential to be the most interesting and surprising of the fair of animation coming up.

A Serious Man

Lest you think all we do here is watch cartoons and eat cookie dough right out of the container, here’s the trailer for the latest from the Coen Brothers.   After going nearly 3 years between full lengths with No Country For Old Men following up their lone dissappointment (the remake of the Alec Guinness vehicle The Ladykillers), the brothers are back on track for a movie a year with this one, described as (shockingly) a black black comedy.

I love the Coen brothers, and have since I discovered Raising Arizona back in the video store I worked in in the late 80s, but really, has any of their films NOT qualified as a “black comedy”?   Still looking forward to this one.

Also noteworthy to report:  it appears chinese director Zhang Yimou (House of Flying Daggers, opening and closing ceremonies of last summer’s Beijing Olympics) will be directing a remake of the coen’s potent, spare debut, Blood Simple.

Wonder who will be expected to fill THAT GUY extraordinaire M. Emmet Walsh’s shoes.


It seems I’ve already posted the A Serious Man trailer earlier this summer….  and so while I posted about this (and a video from it) back in the spring, here is an official trailer of

The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus

No, The Dark Knight wasn’t Heath Ledger’s last film.   The latest epic from Terry Gilliam apparently was.    From Jabberwocky (made around the same time as Monty Python’s Holy Grail) through the film version of  Hunter Thompson’s Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas, Gilliam was one of my favorite directors.      Then his attempt to make a film version of Don Quixote was beset with disaster after disaster and finally had the plug pulled (documented heartbreakingly in the documentary Lost In La Mancha).    Since then Gilliam has made mediocre fare (The Brothers Grimm) and then made what I can only term as a “fuck you” to film goers in general (Tideland).

I cannot recall before seeing a film from a director I loved so that appeared to be so loudly screaming “FUUUUCK YOU!!!!” to the viewer.   Filled top to bottom with vile and demented characters, Tideland centers on little girl Jeliza-Rose and how she copes with the tragedy of both her parents ODing (at different times) by going into a fantasty world.   But it’s view of humanity, despite Gilliams explanations that it’s ultimately hopefully about how children survive horror, is so dispicable and utterly without redemption, well, I’m not really sure what else to say about it.    I’ve only been able to sit through it once, and though I normally love watching Gilliam in particular over and over again, I don’t think I could sit through this again (and I have tried).

So, this will be interesting to view in light of all that’s come in the last 10 years or so of Gilliam’s career.   It received very mixed reviews at Cannes, but then even the best Gilliam films seem to receive mixed reviews.   Not everyone appreciates the man’s asthetic.     Anyhow, a new La Mancha project is back up and running for Gilliam (this time, according to IMDB, titled The Man Who Killed Don Quixote), so hopefully this film finds the man back in better spirits.  I, for one, am very hopeful.  I mean, it has Tom Waits for god’s sakes!  Tom Waits!

John Hughes

John Hughes passed away yesterday.

Holy shit!

He was only 59!

Double shit!

“I can’t believe it. They fucking forgot my birthday!”

I am not embarrassed to admit that I have watched Sixteen Candles something like three zillion times. That’s a conservative estimate. And not just on-in-the-background watching, but with rapt attention. Just a perfect movie through and through.

I wished I had Farmer Ted’s confidence. He wasn’t really a farmer; he was just a geek who didn’t buy into his own geekness. And I bought into mine big-time. Farmer Ted talked a big game. Fake it ’til you make it, contrasting Samantha’s fear of going after the object of her amorous feelings — the to-die-for Jake Ryan.

Then there were the brothers, Bryce and Cliff, played by John Cusack and Darren Harris. Uber-geeky with their headsets and goggles, they’re Farmer Ted’s henchnerds, and they steal pretty much any scene they’re in.

Whatever happened to that John Cusack, anyway? He seemed to have some promise.

Anyway, I’m not here to analyze the movie or tell you about it. You know it rules. I know it rules. Let’s pay tribute to Mr. John Hughes by watching one of the best scenes right here:

Rest in peace, John Hughes. Thanks for one of my all-time favorite movies.

Happy Friday

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