Showing posts with label Entourage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Entourage. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Maybe You Shouldn't Talk So Much


Well if it isn't the cast of Entourage.

For the first three or four seasons of the show, I was an addict. Love it, watched it religiously and rented full seasons from Blockbuster when I didn't have access to The Movie Network to watch episodes as they aired.

But somewhere a few seasons back, the show became stale. Truthfully, there is only so much weed-smoking and ass-chasing a guy can watch when the real stars of the show - E and Ari - are doing the same bits over and over again.

So it amazes me to read this morning that the writers of Entourage took a shot at Seth Rogan in last night's episode, pondering whether a real life pairing between he and Knocked Up co-star Katherine Heigl could ever really happen and calling his look "oddly fascinating."

First of all, the "Seth Rogan as a different sort of leading man" debate went down about four years ago now, back when Knocked Up was relevant, so you kind of missed the boat on that one. And really, you're show has kind of jumped the shark and only remains an HBO staple because there will always be legions of frat boys who like seeing boobs on cable and guys sitting around smoking weed.

Here's the other thing: Seth Rogan is doing far better career-wise than the entire cast of Entourage ... combined.

Jeremy Piven is one of my all-time favorite sidekicks and a fantastic actor, but it's not like people are breaking down doors to get to Adrian Grenier, Kevin Dillon, Jerry Ferrara or Kevin Connelly.

Of all of them, Connelly is the only one to have marginal success outside of the show and that was basically playing a real estate agent version of E in He's Just Not That Into You.

Meanwhile, Seth Rogan delivers serious box office numbers every time out and is set to have yet another successful opening next week with Funny People.

Who cares that he doesn't look like Johnny Depp and a real-life romance with Heigl could never happen?

Your show sucks balls now ... maybe you should worry about that instead?

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Monday, January 19, 2009

R.I.P. Sundance Film Festival


I'm a movie guy, as many of you should already know and I remember when the Sundance Film Festival was the greatest thing since sliced bread.

First, it's named after The Sundance Kid and put on by the man himself, which made it unassailably cool.

Second, this was where little movies became big movies and guys like me who have always liked things a little left of center could find a less-hyped, non-blockbuster to hitch my wagon to and fall in love with. Some of the greats over the years from Sundance include Clerks, El Mariachi, Little Miss Sunshine and Thank You for Smoking.

Lastly, Sundance was where Hollywood went to not be Hollywood; it was a getaway from the glitz and the glamor and seemed, in the early days, to truly be about the movies and the filmmakers and getting the little guy a piece of the bigger pie.

Not anymore.

Now, Sundance isn't even a place C-List celebrities hit during the winter chill of January. When Hulk Hogan's ex-wife Linda is garnering throngs of attention, you know that your time has come and gone.

Seriously, this used to be a required stop for any up-and-coming actor-slash-director-slash-writer and numerous actual celebrities flocked to Park City to spend some time in the snow, but now, you're left with Kevin Federline's ex-girlfriend trolling through the free swag, a tramp who used to be in a band you probably never heard of in the first place (Aubrey O'Day of Danity Kane) and a flock of nobodies from the realm of Reality TV.

You know you've passed your expiry date when people are raving about Mariah Carey's performance in a movie. She very well could be great, but really, it's Mariah Carey and you're judging her against Glitter. It's not as if she's suddenly morphed into Meryl fucking Streep or anything...

Sadly, my new measuring stick for things being officially over comes from one of my former favorite shows, Entourage, which has also ran it's course and remains on television solely to inspire douchebags to slum around Hollywood mooching off their one rich friend.

Even though Entourage made their trek to Sundance during the outstanding first season, it's like the Sports Illustrated / Madden Cover curse; once they use you, consider yourself officially done.

Such is the case with the Sundance Film Festival, the new playground for has-beens and never-weres.

Rest in Peace...

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