Netflix’s well-publicized price plan changes have caught the Internet’s rage for weeks with subsrcibers’ threats to cancel the service left and right. But what does the red giant have to lose if those users live up to their word? Read the rest of this entry »

Test your movie knowledge by trying to identify these faceless, cute ‘n cuddly cartoons of 100 movie icons, old and new. The answers are below with a catch of being in chronological order, so you’ll have to confirm your assumptions the old-fashioned way. Read the rest of this entry »

‘One Gun. Many Lives Lost.’

If you didn’t immediately laugh upon seeing this poster for Val Kilmer’s new movie with Curtis, I probably wouldn’t want to hang out with you. You’re either A.) a person who doesn’t have a good enough sense of humor to truly appreciate the unoriginality in the NRA’s favorite rapper, solo-dolo and double-heated, posing for a movie poster little kids will inevitably walk past on the way to Meatballs With A Side Of 3-D-Induced Headache or B.) one who probablys think Mr. Jackson looked hard as Hades and stick me for my loot in the parking lot after the movie.

Either way, I’m not messing with your scary ass – or this flick – when it drops next year.

Seen @ WoooHa

Odd but true, every time the date has been spoken any day in March, my mind involuntarily echoes “March 9th. Is it March 9th?” There are times when I’m disinterested in other “significant” dates/deaths in Hip-Hop’s history but not March 9th. It will forever resonate. Perhaps it was the Canibus’ line that helped give weight to it. Or, it could be the somber realization that we really lost another one. While Pac seemed to embrace an early date with death, Biggie seemed to reference death for art’s sake once he started to see success. When he died, rap was momentarily left without a voice and it took time for the music to redefine itself. Whatever the case, this year the date seems to loom larger in my mind for reasons I can’t quite place.

On today March 8th, I believe the universe stepped in to apply order to my thoughts (electronically of course). Of the many emails I receive daily, the most common question is “will you post this for us?” While we accommodate as many requests as we can, I like to think we’re still selective and true to what we believe in, which is to post material we find interesting on a personal level. Today, this one seemed most fitting and useful for the right now. It’s a stream of Nick Bloomfield’s 2002 documentary, “Biggie and Tupac.” Obviously, we’re fans of the different sides of the entertainment industry catching up with technology so that was one of the reasons for posting this. The good thing is the film is licensed and streaming, courtesy of Snag Films.

The actual documentary is one you may have seen offline, but it’s good to find it available in a quality form online for those who haven’t seen it or for the young yardie trying to gain perspective. The “tu-pack” mispronunciation can be annoying at first, but easy to overlook once the film draws you in with the backstories of both artists, the beef, the inclusion of Russell Poole, the alleged cover up and possible FBI involvement.

As time passes, it takes innovation and commitment to help keep the past relevant. And as time passes, watching Bloomfield’s doc reminds viewers that these two murders that affected our culture greatly, yet remain unsolved years later.

Thanks to Mike @ SnagFilms

I’d be willing to bet all three digits of my bank account that when Joel and Ethan Coen decided to follow up their critically-acclaimed and Oscar-winning film Fargo with a mishap kidnap story revolving around three bowlers and a paraplegic, they had no clue a dozen years later 8-inch action figures would be derived from the cult-favorite’s two lead gutter balls – Walter and The Dude – let alone that fucking pedophile Jesus.

Instead of contemplating whether or not to cop these Urban Achievers from Entertainment Earth, just remember everyone you’ve ever met in your life recites The Big Lebowski and each one of those people has a birthday this year.

No, thank you.

Youtuber Kees van Dijkhuizen pulled together one year, 12 months of production and 342 movies and compiled them into a seven minute clip. It’s a microwave world we live in folks and that’s the truth, Ruth! Read the rest of this entry »

Not a fan of this remake. Not “hating” but some things should just never be. The 1984 original was ill but the subsequent follow-ups pretty much drove the novelty of the idea into the ground. Where the first relied on a “pure at heart” energy, I can see this one rolling along on Hollywood’s usual schitck of CGI and dull sarcasm. Rolling right along to the bank because I know my kids will have me in the theaters to watch in July. But, I just will not be comfortable with Jackie Chan, sporting a thin, Vietnamese style mustache, sharply saying “jack-et off” to a small kid. Enh…creepy.. Read the rest of this entry »

Hmm…with Don Cheadle involved, this should be “good” @ the very least. And it’s directed by Antoine Fuqua, who’s most notable notch on his belt is “Training Day”. But I think I’m most happy to see Wesley Snipes making a return to the silver screen after being on the lam due to his tax issues. Read the rest of this entry »

Boo-Boo’s life, your entertainment.

“Inspired by 50 Cent’s latest album of the same title, Before I Self Destruct is a gritty 90-minute film, written, directed and starring Curtis Jackson (aka 50 Cent). The film is a coming of age story about an inner city youth raised by a hardworking single mother. Read the rest of this entry »

Yo, I sleep through horror/slasher flicks like they were Seinfeld reruns. But this joint right here…

Man, listen, if you’re eating, have a weak stomach, are carrying a baby that is literate, or are easily susceptible to nightmares skip right over this post and have a Happy Hallowe’en. Except you with the literate baby. If he can read, he should walk. Put him down and slap yourself.

Now for the rest of you psychos, here’s the synopsis of The Human Centipede. Read the rest of this entry »

So far as I can see, Takers goes something like this…

Stringer — fresh from illegitimizing his role on “The Wire” by shaving his goatee for “Devil White Woman” — takes a ragtag group of Jedi Knights and Halle Berry castoffs to rob a bank. T.I. — fresh from a stint in the clink, and still trying to redeem himself for being out-shined in ATL by Big Boi, Lauren London and Diana Ross’ son — hires the bandits to do some scofflawry and Belly-esque bafoonery. Old girl from Drumline shows up, kissing up on Ricky and possibly TIP. Matt Dillon is still shell-shocked that his brother is hitting bigger than him with “Entourage,” so he gets up in the mix to save the day, bringing that kid from Hostel with him for no foreseeable reason. Read the rest of this entry »

It’s Oscar season, folks. Which means that the big guns in Hollywood are bringing out their heart-wrenching, must-see movies. I don’t know about you all, but I know an early candidate for Best Picture.

Don’t believe me? Here’s your Bring It On Trailer:Fight To The Finish Checklist:

–One mention of tight weaves

–Two racist jokes about Hispanics (Bonus for mentioning Taco Bell) Read the rest of this entry »

For most, the name LeBron James didn’t enter your consciousness until that famed Sports Illustrated cover dubbing him, “The Chosen One.” From then on, the remainder of the traveling circus that became his high school career was reduced to highlight reel dunks and off-the-court transgressions, mainly Mama James’ purchase of the infamous H2 that almost got Bron banned. Read the rest of this entry »

Last week, I caught the powerful video clip for “Fight Smack In The Orphanage“* as promo for the new Blaxploitation (been a while since you heard that word huh?) flick Black Dynamite. Today, I got this followup response from two jive turkeys — Black Firecracker TNT and Ebony Explosion — who want to counter Black Dynamite’s campaign against the perils of drugs. Read the rest of this entry »

The trailer for the sequel to the 1999 original just released today & is already piquing interests. The film brings back to the two lunatic Irish brothers, played by Sean Patrick Flanery & Norman Reedus. Read the rest of this entry »