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Snake and Fizz wave our wands for Hermione!
On location with "Crackwood" star and adult film sensation, Hollie Stevens.
Snake and Fizz's movie pick of the week is Role Models. Check out the trailer...
Whilst Snake and Fizz are all about the dames, we do know what it's like being persecuted for showing off what we got. So we support our fellow Brit following in our footsteps and strutting his stuff onstage. Now we know why they call him 'Harry.' Go to Fox News for the bare story.
Warner Bros. has announced moving its sixth Potter film, "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince." Officially, there is no reason, except that "a spot opened on the summer schedule."
Yeah, well here's the reason: Harry Potter star, Daniel Radcliffe, will be right in the middle of his sensational, highly-publicized run on Broadway in the play, "Equus". Radcliffe appears naked in the play, on stage, and has sex in it, as well. That's not the image Warner Bros. wants to be associated with, we're guessing, although Danny always has a place on our stage. Nakedness is a normal occurrence at a Snake and Fzz show. As for the having sex part...
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Kristen Bell -- Rock Star Approved.
We were invited to the premiere of some motion picture called Forgetting Sarah Marshall last week and had some brew at the after party with Paul Rudd, Jason Bateman, and some hot dame called Kristen Bell. While there, we ended up mistaking an ottoman for a midget and lighting it on fire, but from what we remember, the movie made us laugh -- although we don't approve of the treatment of rock stars in it, or the full frontal male nudity.
We think critics are bags of douche, but this review is kinda' close to what we would say -- minus the rock star embellishments, of course.
Reprising his successful "Knocked Up" formula of uninhibited bawdiness and chick-flick sweetness, with side orders of slapstick and showbiz satire, producer Judd Apatow looks to have scored another long-legged hit with "Forgetting Sarah Marshall." The crowd-pleasing confection sees the comedy auteur once again hooking up with fellow vets of cult-fave TV series "Freaks and Geeks" and "Undeclared" -- including, in this case, director Nick Stoller and scripter-star Jason Segel -- who are perfectly in sync with his snarky romantic-comedy sensibilities. The result is a film that, like "Knocked Up," should generate repeat biz among ticket buyers and memorable home video sales and rentals.
Peter Bretter (Segel), a beefy teddy bear with a sensitive streak and a slackerish attitude, is a genial underachiever who composes incidental music for a TV crime show toplining his beautiful girlfriend, Sarah Marshall (Kristen Bell). He's used to living in her shadow -- he holds her purse at premieres and photo shoots -- but he's unshakably certain of her love. So he's devastated when she ends their affair and takes up with Aldous Snow (Russell Brand), a slinky, self-absorbed Brit rocker.
Peter tries to lift himself out of his funk by flying to Hawaii for an improvised vacation. Unfortunately, he checks into the very same resort where Sarah and Aldous are enjoying a lusty holiday. Throughout the ensuing awkwardness of his extended stay, Peter gets emotional support -- among other things -- from Rachael (an attention-grabbing Mila Kunis), a hotel desk clerk recovering from her own heartbreak.
Peter also interacts with characters amusingly played by members of what might be called the Apatow Repertory Company: a genially dazed surfing instructor (Paul Rudd) and a starstruck waiter and would-be musician (Jonah Hill) who's desperately eager for Aldous to hear his audition CD. The rocker's lazily dismissive response to the latter will likely be the pic's most-quoted line.
There's lots of other funny stuff -- withering put-downs, nifty non sequiturs, seriocomic ravings, wisecracks that range from snappy to snappish -- in Segel's casually structured screenplay. Stoller, making his feature directing debut, keeps the pace mostly brisk, but he's also attentive to character development, particularly with two figures who, in similar comedies, might come off as entirely unlikable.
Aldous may be suffused by his sense of entitlement, but he's arguably the most honest and self-aware person on-screen, and Brand's performance is marvelously droll and controlled. Bell (late of TV's "Veronica Mars") executes an equally deft juggling act, so that Sarah often comes across as simultaneously treacherous and vulnerable. William Baldwin and Jason Bateman offer clever cameos as Sarah's co-stars in wink-wink parodies of prime-time crime shows.
Segel makes an engaging impression throughout "Forgetting Sarah Marshall," gamely making himself the butt of many jokes that involve Peter's non-macho proclivities. (To paraphrase the old Four Seasons song: Big boys do cry.) And in a bold move that bespeaks dedication to art or pride of possession (or both), Segel does the full monty no less than twice, in matter-of-fact raunchy scenes that gleefully push at the limits of R-rated acceptability.
Russ T. Alsobrook's attractive filming of Hawaiian locales and Leesa Evans' witty costume design add to the pic's overall appeal.