I haven’t been updating this site much lately, so kinda missed this: the news that Mark Wahlberg, executive producer of my favourite show of all time, Entourage, has told newsy folks that the script for the Entourage movie is finally ready. Well, to be precise, the articles claim that Mark was to receive a copy of the finished script from show creator Doug Ellin, not that it’s approved and good to start shooting or anything official like that. Details, details. Better late than never and all that, right? And here I’m referring to me telling you lot about this, and not him getting the script, although that’s valid too.
I for one have been waiting for what seems like ages, since the last episode wrapped up last year, to see what Ari Gold and the Entourage crew get up to next. The world is a somewhat sadder place at the moment without the latest wisecracks from everyone’s favourite agent, brilliantly played by Jeremy Piven, along with really entertaining performances from the gang – Vince, Turtle, Johnny Drama and Eric. Plus, Emmanuelle Chriqui isn’t exactly an eyesore, now is she?
(Doug) Ellin says that Wahlberg keeps promising “to kill me if I don’t write faster. Every time I see him, Mark says, ‘I’ve made 5 movies this year. Get going!”
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He says his script starts about 6 months after the TV series leaves off. “There are interesting developments about Ari as a studio head, and that’s still the first page for me. But foremost is the friendship between the guys who are still hanging out and going to fun parties, and it continues with the same characters.”
Can’t wait! It’s going to be epic. As soon as any trailers or publicity come along I’ll be sure to post them here.
Take a look at what happens when someone with a fair bit of time to kill and a shiny new Photoshop installation gets cracking on switching the faces around on the cast of Friends:
What if Modern Family wasn’t the light-hearted comedy that we know and love? What if it was actually… a horror movie? dun dun dun
Trevorama took it upon himself to recut the Emmy Award-winning hit show as a 5 minute extended trailer in the form of a horror flick, with the obvious psycho being the gifted Alex Dunphy. It’s always the gifted kids, isn’t it? And yet… I turned out fine .
Take a look:
Impressive what a bit of an edit and some mood music can do, right?
No real long drawn out point to this post – just Barney Stinson being awesome. Figured it’d cheer those of you still working this late in December up a bit.
Those three friendly-and-really-very-politically-correct lads from Top Gear actually managed to offend someone! Who’d have guessed it?
According to BBC News the Mexican ambassador to London who ever so slightly irked. The report states that: “Mexico’s ambassador in London has complained to the BBC over “offensive, xenophobic and humiliating” comments made about his country on Top Gear.”
What was all the fuss about? The usual. Apparently Richard “Hamster” Hammond, whilst describing a Mexican car, stated that as vehicles reflected national characteristics so “Mexican cars are just going to be lazy”.
In case that wasn’t enough, he further clarified that “Mexican cars are just going to be lazy, feckless, flatulent, overweight, leaning against a fence asleep looking at a cactus with a blanket with a hole in the middle on as a coat.”
Jeremy Clarkson of course wasn’t going to be left out of the fun. He reassured Hammond that he was confident he “would not receive any complaints about their comments because the Mexican ambassador would be asleep.”
Apparently he was wrong. The dude was very much awake. And very much cranky. Aye Carumba!
In an episode of The Office this week Steve Carrell’s Michael Scott and Ricky Gervais’s David Brent bumped into each other at the elevator. Take a look.
They could easily have stretched this meeting into a full episode!
Spoiler alert – The real name of The Stig is revealed below (dun dun dun)…
I assume you lot have been following all of the shenanigans over in the UK about The Stig wanting to release an autobiography. No? Well then, here’s a brief refresher course for those who haven’t been paying attention:
The Stig wants HarperCollins to publish his autobiography.
They said “Schweet”.
The BBC said “uh-uh pal – your name must stay secret”.
A court said “uh-uh BBC – he can do whatever he wants to”.
The Stig is revealed to be Ben Collins.
Well that just sucks. The whole concept of the secret identity of The Stig was great, funny, and most importantly, harmless. Was it really necessary to go and bollocks it all up? Apparently so – Mr Stig Collins may have a point in this whole thing – everyone else on the show is getting stupid rich by cashing in the show’s massive popularity, so why can’t he. Well if you put it that way…
One minor detail he may have overlooked is that the last time a Top Gear secret identity was revealed, namely that of the original Stig, the producers wasted no time whatsoever in killing him off. And it sounds like floppy-haired bad-jumper-wearing James May may already be considering it if the following article from the Metro newspaper is to be believed:
The 47-year-old star of the Top Gear shows said that the team may oust The Stig in a similar manner to his predecessor Perry McCarthy – who was fired off the flight deck of HMS Invincible after his identity was revealed.
‘We start some filming next week. We’ve had some thoughts – driving to The Stig’s house and nailing his head to the table was one.’ May told The Sun.
The floppy-haired presenter even claimed that the team were considering stripping Collins of his famous white racing suit, claiming that they would be ‘getting our overalls back because they’re not his.
‘And those stupid, poncy shoes he wears. They’re ours. And the gloves.’ he added.
Consider yourself warned Stiggie. James is pissed! Might be time to dust off the old CV.
Some enterprising fella has gone to the trouble of compiling a nine minute clip to illustrate the awesomeness that is Mr Barney Stinson. It’s nine minutes that you need to take out of your day to appreciate the wonder and sheer comedic genius of this suit-obsessed high-fiving legend.
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