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Jun. 6th, 2005 12:17 amAnother not-all-that-spoilery comment about The 4400, after putting on the second showing of the premiere (yes, I'm sad, I know): ( Spoiler )
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Jun. 6th, 2005 09:29 amSpotted on IMDB ...
Teen actress Lindsay Lohan's breasts have been digitally reduced for forthcoming Disney film Herbie: Fully Loaded, to avoid offending family audiences. Test screenings for the new movie, the fourth sequel to the 1968 film The Love Bug about a Volkswagen Beetle car with a mind of its own, indicated that some parents felt Lohan's character Maggie Peyton was too raunchy for a children's film. Disney technicians were forced to plough through numerous scenes - especially those showing the busty actress jumping up and down at a motor racing track, reducing her breasts by two cup sizes and raising revealing necklines on her T-shirts. Amused at her digital bosom reduction, Lohan says, "I don't know how Renee Zellweger kept swelling and shrinking for Bridget Jones. It's no fun. Bring on the computer guys."
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Reading that makes my head hurt.
EDIT: Casting news per AICN for the Poseidon Adventure remake. Richard Dreyfuss playing a dumped gay guy! Kurt Russell playing the Ernest Borgnine part, except with an Emmy-Rossum-shaped daughter instead of an ex-prostitute wife! Dude, I adore the original to pieces, but if they have those guys, plus that rumor about Clive Owen playing SuperPriest, I would soooooooo see this. (Especially if they do what they did in the book and kill the annoying kid, who I might add is the only cast member listed on IMDb. The storyline about the weird rape of the older sister, though ... that I don't know if I'd want to see. Not because of the rape so much as because the dumbass rapist runs off and falls into a hole in the wreckage and the older sister ends the movie hoping he knocked her up so that there's a piece of him left behind. Um, EW.)
OTHER EDIT: Oh, for crying out loud. According to the IMDb forum for the remake, Clive Owen is out and Josh Lucas is in for ... somebody, although from looking at everybody else, I'm terrified it's supposed to be the Gene Hackman parallel role, and ... uh, no. Also, it says something about Fergie from the Black Eyed Peas playing the singer. If any of that is true, excuse me while I go cuddle my DVD.
THIS IS MY OTHER BROTHER EDIT: Wait, now they're not even basing it on the original movie or the book? Oh, fuck it.
Teen actress Lindsay Lohan's breasts have been digitally reduced for forthcoming Disney film Herbie: Fully Loaded, to avoid offending family audiences. Test screenings for the new movie, the fourth sequel to the 1968 film The Love Bug about a Volkswagen Beetle car with a mind of its own, indicated that some parents felt Lohan's character Maggie Peyton was too raunchy for a children's film. Disney technicians were forced to plough through numerous scenes - especially those showing the busty actress jumping up and down at a motor racing track, reducing her breasts by two cup sizes and raising revealing necklines on her T-shirts. Amused at her digital bosom reduction, Lohan says, "I don't know how Renee Zellweger kept swelling and shrinking for Bridget Jones. It's no fun. Bring on the computer guys."
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Reading that makes my head hurt.
EDIT: Casting news per AICN for the Poseidon Adventure remake. Richard Dreyfuss playing a dumped gay guy! Kurt Russell playing the Ernest Borgnine part, except with an Emmy-Rossum-shaped daughter instead of an ex-prostitute wife! Dude, I adore the original to pieces, but if they have those guys, plus that rumor about Clive Owen playing SuperPriest, I would soooooooo see this. (Especially if they do what they did in the book and kill the annoying kid, who I might add is the only cast member listed on IMDb. The storyline about the weird rape of the older sister, though ... that I don't know if I'd want to see. Not because of the rape so much as because the dumbass rapist runs off and falls into a hole in the wreckage and the older sister ends the movie hoping he knocked her up so that there's a piece of him left behind. Um, EW.)
OTHER EDIT: Oh, for crying out loud. According to the IMDb forum for the remake, Clive Owen is out and Josh Lucas is in for ... somebody, although from looking at everybody else, I'm terrified it's supposed to be the Gene Hackman parallel role, and ... uh, no. Also, it says something about Fergie from the Black Eyed Peas playing the singer. If any of that is true, excuse me while I go cuddle my DVD.
THIS IS MY OTHER BROTHER EDIT: Wait, now they're not even basing it on the original movie or the book? Oh, fuck it.
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Jun. 6th, 2005 11:25 pmYou know what can keep a seven-day stretch from turning into pretty much one of the worst weeks ever? Cute construction guys with flirty smiles and really, really pretty eyes. Mmm-hmm. *needs to dress up better for work tomorrow, not that I need to considering how I dressed today*
In any event ... yeah, work. I have a feeling that today wouldn't have sucked quite as much as it did if it weren't for two deciding factors -- the new Lieutenant Asshat deciding that we needed to change the organizing system in a room that's supposed to be my responsibility (and how I managed not to say, "Oh, thank you SOOOO much for listening to my opinion on this" when he said we were doing it his way, I'll never know), and the Grouch and two other employees being out either sick or for family emergencies. Did you know that I have the uncanny ability to make everybody in a hundred-foot radius suddenly lose the ability to answer a phone or pick a ringing extension that's been transferred to them during times of stress? No, really. *glares at co-workers* Hopefully, the others will be back to work tomorrow so that I can finish organizing the room (I talked Lieutenant Asshat into letting me do it myself, because I'm anal-retentive about this stuff and he just throws boxes on shelves).
In related news, I now have to leave for work two and a half hours early to avoid being fifteen minutes late everyday due to the way the buses run. I'm trying to look at the bright side that it's sort of forced writing time, instead of the obvious, "Excuse me, HOW early do you expect me to show up?"
Right now, I'm having a peanut butter sandwich, a Mountain Dew, and some Cheetos to make up for the fact that since yesterday all I've had are some Triscuits and half a large bottle of water. Sheesh. There are women in Hollywood who'd be perfectly willing to go through with the diet I'm doing now mostly of a lack of other options. *sigh*
Oh, and we also had a thunderstorm before. The fun part was when the sky went almost black and there was lightning flashing and it looked like the sky was thiiiiiiis close to opening up and just dousing the place. So I stood in the loading dock and did a rain dance. It then proceeded to drizzle for about ten seconds and then stop. I couldn't decide if that meant I'm just really shitty at the whole rain dance thing or whether that was God's way of telling me he likes it when I wiggle my ass at the sky like that.
In any event ... yeah, work. I have a feeling that today wouldn't have sucked quite as much as it did if it weren't for two deciding factors -- the new Lieutenant Asshat deciding that we needed to change the organizing system in a room that's supposed to be my responsibility (and how I managed not to say, "Oh, thank you SOOOO much for listening to my opinion on this" when he said we were doing it his way, I'll never know), and the Grouch and two other employees being out either sick or for family emergencies. Did you know that I have the uncanny ability to make everybody in a hundred-foot radius suddenly lose the ability to answer a phone or pick a ringing extension that's been transferred to them during times of stress? No, really. *glares at co-workers* Hopefully, the others will be back to work tomorrow so that I can finish organizing the room (I talked Lieutenant Asshat into letting me do it myself, because I'm anal-retentive about this stuff and he just throws boxes on shelves).
In related news, I now have to leave for work two and a half hours early to avoid being fifteen minutes late everyday due to the way the buses run. I'm trying to look at the bright side that it's sort of forced writing time, instead of the obvious, "Excuse me, HOW early do you expect me to show up?"
Right now, I'm having a peanut butter sandwich, a Mountain Dew, and some Cheetos to make up for the fact that since yesterday all I've had are some Triscuits and half a large bottle of water. Sheesh. There are women in Hollywood who'd be perfectly willing to go through with the diet I'm doing now mostly of a lack of other options. *sigh*
Oh, and we also had a thunderstorm before. The fun part was when the sky went almost black and there was lightning flashing and it looked like the sky was thiiiiiiis close to opening up and just dousing the place. So I stood in the loading dock and did a rain dance. It then proceeded to drizzle for about ten seconds and then stop. I couldn't decide if that meant I'm just really shitty at the whole rain dance thing or whether that was God's way of telling me he likes it when I wiggle my ass at the sky like that.