Yo, I don’t even know. This picture is making the rounds on the Internet today, and I want to be like everyone else. Truthfully though, it’s a pretty ballin’ picture. That’s what the hip kids say these days. Balling! Hit the jump to check it out. Or don’t. Just stay here and bask in the glory of Will Smith. Sucking on that big brown lit-phallus. Dude has it figured out.
This has to be weird. Will Smith is probably going to be in a sequel to ID4. But, being a member of Scientology, isn’t the dude going to be going to arms with pretty much his brethren? His intergalactic soul mates? I could be wrong. I’m probably wrong. I’d just like to see a sequel where he switches sides, and rolls deep with the aliens.
With an insatiable desire to depict worlds in disarray, Roland Emmerich has spent the better part of three decades pumping out grandiose blockbusters bedecked in social destruction with a flair for the skeptical. That isn’t to say there is a whole lot of method behind the madness; Emmerich’s love for blowing stuff up–be it a sturdy building or established fact–is just too primary, too outrageous. And he’s willing to draw on dicey pasts (The Patriot, Anonymous) and controversial presents (The Day After Tomorrow, 2012) to lay waste to the good earth of cinema, scorching anything that resembles sensible storytelling or true scientific inquiry in his movies’ cataclysmic march to commercial success. And leader of this bombastic parade is Independence Day, Emmerich’s most entertaining film to date.
ID4 is one of the classic movies in the pantheon of American cinema, executed by two brilliant auteurs. That said, it’s been a good goddamn forever since it came out, and there’s talk that sequels are coming. Even if the only Totem that could transfer the franchise’s relevance from one generation to the next decides to sit it out.
It’s always crazy when Quentin Tarantino’s movies actually begin to feel real. Dude runs his mouth for years, and I nod, and nod, and nod. But ’Djano Unchained’ is getting fucking real! The news is swelling, with announcements that Sony is go co-finance this pig, and maybe, just maybe, the Fresh Prince will be getting jiggy in the flick.
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