#September2011
Juno Temple’s Role In ‘Dark Knight Rises’ Revealed! Maybe. Sorta?
I’ve abstained from a) reading set-photo reports and b) reporting on them for a while now. I’m not as stringent when it comes to casting rumors and the such. There’s a new report on Juno Temple’s potential role in Dark Knight Rises. Want to speculate? Let’s do it.
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Video: 14 Minutes Of Leaked ‘Borderlands 2’ Gameplay Titillates My Grindy RPG Tip.
There’s some glorious leaked Borderlands 2 footage making its way around the webs. I can’t handle it. I get a couple minutes in and I get all a-twitter with excitement. Can you handle it? God I need this game.
Hit the jump to for the video and a summary.
This Is The Remains Of A River On Mars. Solar System Swoon.
This is a picture of Mars. A picture of another planet. A big round conglomeration of awesomeness that has ice, water, maybe life, and goddamn used to have rivers. This is a picture of another planet. So outstanding to think about every once in a while. And as I said, it’s a picture of the remains of a river. On another planet.
‘Call of Duty’ Mountain Dew Gets You Double XP. Wut! Made For Me.
Motherfuckers at the Call of Duty XP WunderFragFest over the weekend got a black goodie bag which contains something not belonging to them. No sir. The lads and lasses got a Call of Duty-theme Mountain Dew, which gives them access to double xp. Is there anything more designed for this guy right here?
Red State: A Vehicle of Redemption
Red State is a flick that’s been on my radar for a few years now. When I first heard that Kevin Smith was planning on dipping his toes into the horror genre, I was skeptical through-and-through. Sure, Clerks and Chasing Amy are two of my all-time favorite flicks, and I spent many of my most formative years memorizing and reciting the clever quips of Smith’s characters, all of whom seem to have vocabularies that would shame both Sadlier and Oxford. But I just couldn’t imagine Kevin Smith pulling off a legitimately terrifying flick.
Then came a string of Smith movies that did absolutely nothing for me. Clerks II was a veritable Mooby the Golden Calf, desecrating the legacy of a film that I hold as sacred. Zack and Miri Make a Porno was also a let-down, as I got the sneaking suspicion that the director was trying to channel some of the Apatow spirits rather than focus on his unique perspectives. And I didn’t even see Cop Out, but was assured by trusted friends and critics that I wasn’t missing anything.
So when I heard that Red State was actually being produced and that Kevin Smith was going to distribute it himself, my cynicism once again reared its ugly head. I was a scorned lover, unwilling to rekindle the passion that once raged for fear that I would be hurt again. Hell, even the fact that Tarantino enjoyed the movie wasn’t enough to assuage my doubts. Simply put, there was nothing anyone could say that would convince me that this movie would be anything other than a disaster.
But after sitting down and watching Red State, I believe it to be nothing less than Kevin Smith’s redemption as a filmmaker.
Amazon’s Kindle Tablet Exists. Details Here! (No E-Ink. Frown.)
I didn’t even know what there was an Amazon Kindle tablet in the works. This marks me as naive, stupid, some combination of the two, and also a silly assholes. Now I know.
And I have details.
Image: Check Out The Sun’s Solar Mohawk. X-Treme.
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Alan Friedman took this gorgeous picture of a solar prominence rising off off the Sun’s dome like a goddamn solar mohawk. It’s impressive, no? It’s even more impressive when you consider the massivity of what’s lifting off the Sun’s surface.
Call of Duty Elite ‘Premium’ To Cost $50 Yearly, Contain Things. Thoughts?
So yesterday I was running around like an asshole doing stuff for the forthcoming semester when Call of Activision unveiled their Premium Call of Fragging Elite service whatever. Finally. In the flesh. It contains a bunch of stuff. Hit the jump for specifics.
Leave your thoughts.
Friday Brew Review – Otter Creek Oktoberfest
August is now nothing more than a fleeting memory, a remembrance hoping to save itself by clinging to one of the few synapses that I haven’t killed with television and caffeine. Some may see this unrelenting march as the temporal equivalent of total warfare, but I welcome the change of seasons. So while September is always a drag for schoolchildren and the Kansas City Royals, I welcome the ninth month of the year with open arms.
C’mon, September, let’s do this! Bring me the end of humidity and sunburns! Bring me pre-season hockey! Bring me the glory that is autumn!
And since you’re offering anyways, feel free to bring me your wonderful slew of Oktoberfest-inspired brews!
So to celebrate the changing of the guard, the graceful acceptance of time’s one-way flow, I’m sipping on Otter Creek’s Oktoberfest.
AMC Greenlights Kevin Smith’s Comic Store Reality Show, ‘Secret Stash’.
Oh AMC, you fucks. You cancel Rubicon after one slow-building but fucking excellent season, and yet you greenlight that Kevin Smith fucking reality show? Will I be watching? Of course I will. I’m a fucking sucker.
