After 2010's Ceremony cast Michael Angarano as a highly-affected, precocious, would-be creative infatuated with an older woman, you may have thought that would be the end of the actor's transition into becoming Max Fischer, Part II. As it turns out, you would be wrong, because here he is kissing a teacher while putting on a self-written high school play in The English Teacher. Also not entirely going against type, Greg Kinnear co-stars as indie dramedy dad, Lily Collins plays pretty girl, Nathan Lane plays histrionic theatre guy, and Julianne Moore, starring in the title role, cries. Here's the trailer.
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Pull out your pens and tablets, because our running tally of Incompetent First-Time Criminal Dark Comic Thrillers Set in Wintery Locales--a list that currently includes Fargo, A Simple Plan, Big Nothing, Ice Harvest, Big White, and probably other things I'm forgetting--has a new entry: Thin Ice, Jill Sprecher's wintery locale-set comic-thriller about incompetent first-time criminals Greg Kinnear and Billy Crudup. It looks... sort of familiar?
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With the trailer for the dark comedy Salvation Boulevard, I promised you a second The Matador re-teaming was imminent--and I DO NOT jest about Greg Kinnear/Pierce Brosnan team-ups. So here it is: I Don't Know How She Does It. While Kinnear and Brosnan do make appearances as husband and boss, respectively, the film mostly stars Sarah Jessica Parker as a working wife and city mom breaks the fourth wall to remind us how wild it is to be a working wife and city mom, thus showing us what it's like when you mix Sex and the City voice-over with the plot of Uma Thurman's Motherhood. Turns out it's a lot like mixing bleach and ammonia, but with an appearance by Seth Meyers.
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If the 2005 comedy The Matador left you super horny for more murderous Pierce Brosnan on Greg Kinnear action, 2011 is going to be a great year for your sensation center, with TWO films re-teaming Brosnan and Kinnear in the next four months. In September comes I Don't Know How She Does It--which also again pairs Brosnan with his momentary Mars Attack! love affair, Sarah Jessica Parker--but first, in July, we're getting Salvation Boulevard, a dark comedy that sees Brosnan as a Christian leader who murders his atheist counterpart (Ed Harris) and tries to blame it on one of his devoted followers, played by Kinnear. What a timely cautionary tale of blindly following religious figureheads! (Except Kirk Cameron, obviously; he's fine to trust.)
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Britney Spears had Crossroads; Mandy Moore had A Walk to Remember; now Miley Cyrus (or is it Hannah Montana when she's acting?) gets her shot at moving from pop songs to insipid melodrama with The Last Song. Based on a Nicholas Sparks book--like A Walk to Remember--the film seems to be about Cyrus/Montana visiting father Greg Kinnear's beach house, meeting a boy, kissing that boy, and the boy executing the fucking strangest, most puzzling romantic gestures he can muster. It's like watching a girl fall in love with a handsome psychotic:
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From Paul Greengrass, the Billy Connolly-looking man who brought you Matt Damon Kicks People's Asses in Shaky-Cam Parts 2 & 3 (known formally as the latter thirds of the Bourne trilogy), I present you with Matt Damon Kicks People's Asses in Shaky-Cam in the Middle East, Green Zone (with political overtones by Talk Soup's Greg Kinnear!):
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Dreamworks has released a new poster for Ghost Town that, thankfully, doesn't have an insane, nonsensical slogan. It does, however, provide evidence that Greg Kinnear may have some kind of opaque head clause in his contract.
God, Sixth Sense references: so hot right now.
Ghost Town Poster [IMPA]
Well, there's this now: a movie where Greg Kinnear dramatizes the life of Bob Kearns, the inventor of the intermittent windshield wiper who was involved in a huge legal battle with Ford and Chrysler after they stole the plans. It looks like your typically melodramatic ("To me, it's the Mona Lisa" is a line), inspirational, based-on-a-true-story fare, but what really bothers me is the title. "Flash of Genius"? I know that was the name of the New Yorker story that served as the film's basis, but really, that's the best we can come up with for such a quirky real-life tale? Where are the ridiculous puns? How about one of these titles?
- The Wipe Stuff
- Mr. Wiper Goes to Washington
- Where There's a Windshield, There's a Delay
- Who'll Stop the Rain? Or Wipe It, Intermittently?
- Greg Kinnear's Wipe ("Wipe" is written in bold red letters)
- Hypothetical Histories: What if Greg Kinnear Invented Intermittent Wiper Blades Then Car Companies Stole Them so He Had to Go to Court?
- Greg's Blades
- Kinnear Window
- Kinney
And if this doesn't end with Greg Kinnear returning a bittersweet wave to a set of moving wiper blades, followed by giant wiper blades coming from the bottom of the screen and wiping to credits, they've made a second fatal error.
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Dreamworks has released the trailer to Ghost Town, starring Ricky Gervais, Greg Kinnear, and Tea Leoni. It looks something like if The Sixth Sense was a broad, moralistic comedy, or like a non-Christmas Carol-based Scrooged. Gervais looks typically entertaining as another variation of a jerkier version of himself, but the film appears otherwise unwatchably trite. How are assholes still being exemplified by stealing cabs and purposely closing elevators on people? At this point, that's no longer acting like a jerk--that's intentionally imitating the way poorly-written jerks act in movies, which is more like acting like a highly-disturbed sociopath. But I guess the summary "mean-spirited man gets rehabilitated by amusing ghosts" probably sells better than "imitative sociopath haunted by memories of Talk Soup."
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After the worrisome poster that ended up being a fake, it's nice to see something from Ghost Town that doesn't include a giant, seemingly insane quote. "This is the best script I've read in years" actually makes sense as a quote, and I'll consider it an encouraging endorsement despite the hammy photo at the top. Summary!
In Ghost Town, Ricky plays misanthropic Bertram Pincus, who dies temporarily whilst under the knife.
His thump with mortality yields a phantasmic if not fantastic consequence; Pincus gains the ability to perceive the ghostly remains of the deceased. He is not happy about this as they are apt to bother him. One in particular needs Pincus's to help break up the impending nuptials of his widow and her replacement squeeze.
Plus, if you look in the largest shot, you can see how they've found an impish, bizzaro version of longtime Gervais collaborator Stephen Merchant to stand beside the bed. How could this go wrong? (Many things could go wrong.)
New Images from GHOST TOWN [IESB]
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