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The Weekly Box-Office Round-Up / Dustin Rowles

Box Office Round-Ups | January 26, 2009 | Comments (52)


5. Slumdog Millionaire ($10.5 million; $56 million): Hey! Lookie there, folks. In all the confusion over the Academy voter’s brain-addled decision to give Benjamin Button 13 nominations and shut The Dark Knight out of the Best Picture and Best Director categories, a lot of people forgot about Slumdog Millionaire, which actually deserved the nominations it received and, arguably, might have merited Best Picture over The Dark Knight anyhow. With that said, Slumdog debuts in the top 5 for the first time, after 11 weeks of release, bringing its overall total to a tidy $56 million. And if you can believe it, that’s Danny Boyle’s biggest grosser to date. Silver linings, folks.

4. Hotel for Dogs: ($12.3 million; $37 million): What was this movie about again? A luxury spa for pooches? Ran by orphans? Do the dogs even talk? No? Eff that. If the dogs don’t talk, if “Who Let the Dogs Out” doesn’t play at least 17 times, and if some washed-up starletard doesn’t sponge herself down at a Charity Dog Bath event, then I don’t anything to do with it. Don Cheadle is in this? Pffft. What a bunch of pretentious horseshit. They get that Score-swayze fella to direct it, too? Goddamn kids and their high-fallutin’-ness. When I was a kid, we watched real kid’s flicks with clowns. Like, Shakes the Clown and Quick Change and Poltergeist. That’s what I’m talking about!

3. Gran Torino: ($16 million; $97 million)): Curious about Eastwood’s next project? He’s directing Hereafter, about how Nelson Mandela managed to pull off hosting the 1995 Rugby World Cup post apartheid. Morgan Freeman will play Mandela, while Matt Damon will play Francois Pienaar, who led the South African Rugby team to its miraculous victory. Note: Eastwood is old.

2. Underworld: Rise of the Lycans ($20.7 million): Not only did I not realize until several minutes into the film that the Lycan leader, Lucian, was played by Michael Sheen (otherwise known as the fictional David Frost and Tony Blair), but AlabamaPink also noted that Sheen and Kate Beckinsale have a child together. That’s weird — wouldn’t that make their child, like, the most powerful Lycan/Vampire hybrid ever? It’s also weird that Sheen and Beckinsale broke up on the set of Underworld, which is where she also met, fell in love with, and eventually married the film’s director, Len Wiseman. I’d have imagined that it made filming awfully tense/awkward, but then I remembered that both Sheen and Beckinsale are British, and the Brits — if L.A. Story is to be beleived — have a very strange relationship with regard to their exes. Here in America, we take half our exes book collections and throw rocks at them until they go away. Over in England, the exes come over for dinner with the new husbands. I like our system better.

1. Paul Blart: Mall Cop ($21.5 million; $65 million): “It’s just a very funny film,” said Rory Bruer, president of worldwide distribution for Sony. “It’s not only a great family film, it really is a film that everyone loves.”

Not everyone, twatwaffle. Although, it is fun to read the comments from folks who come to the site late, via Google search. Randal Stevens, for instance, was quite the fan: “Of all the movies I get dragged to by my 6 year-old, this may have been the best. I laughed so much, my sides hurt, and I may even see it again. So there. As for Chris Farley, if you want to miss a funny fat guy, watch the 3 Stooges. Curly was a genius, Farley is a painful ripoff.”

Doughnut gives super star ratings: “this movie would also work if he was a security cop at a zoo and he would need the animals help to beat the bad guys. overall this movie was real good the story line had lot of punch and the actors was doing a really good job making me believe they were really acting. i give this movie 23 out of 30 super stars.”

Doughnut, I give you 26 super stars!

And then there is Jay (not, not that Jay): “this review is shit, it’s a great movie. it’s a good comedy and it’s great entertainment. i’m sympathetic towards people with diabetes and other blood sugar problems, but it was a good move. and hitch, you’ve got to be joking.”

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Comments

...and, arguably, might have merited Best Picture over The Dark Knight anyhow.

It's a belated Christmas miracle people - or we have a Dustin impersonator writing the column today. Oh, and holy run-on sentence Batman.

Posted by: Cindy at January 26, 2009 9:54 AM

"It's also weird that Sheen and Beckinsale broke up on the set of Underworld, which is where she also met, fell in love with, and eventually married the film's director, Len Wiseman. I'd have imagined that it made filming awfully tense/awkward, but then I remembered that both Sheen and Beckinsale are British, and the Brits -- if L.A. Story is to be beleived -- have a very strange relationship with regard to their exes."
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I wonder if McCartney and old Peg Cancer have changed that perception. Of course, this is the second definition of strange relationship.

Posted by: richmac at January 26, 2009 9:56 AM

Well let me just praise your mentioning "Quick Change". I might shake my head and say "I don't have time for this!" but that doesn't mean anyone's gonna think of a bus driver.

Posted by: Jay at January 26, 2009 9:56 AM

Super stars! That is my new favorite thing ever.

Mrs. Snath: "Do you like this meatloaf, honey? It's a new recipe. Mexican meatloaf. I added some fiesta corn."

Snath: "I give it 5 out of 30 super stars. Lose the fiesta corn."

Posted by: Snath at January 26, 2009 9:57 AM

Whenever I read about Slumdog, I always end up singing Oh Danny Boyle! The pipes, the pipes are calling! It's because I'm so clever, you see.

Posted by: Marra at January 26, 2009 9:57 AM

Also...sincere, massive credit where it's due:

S/he spelled "doughnut" correctly.

The fiesta corn might work better in a taco casserole kinda thing. Straight up meatloaf....it'd just be making the slices unstable. But then I like meatloaf when it's more like a burger anyway, firm and a little crispy. And any talk of meatloaf always makes me think of hamloaf. Salty wonderment. Put it next to a cheese grits casserole and die happy.

Posted by: Jay at January 26, 2009 10:03 AM

Well, I guess if there's one thing the Underworld movies have taught us, it's that Beckinsale get's around.

Like a record.

Posted by: TK at January 26, 2009 10:04 AM

Great Weekend Round-Up or Greatest Weekend Round-up?

Highlights (not just an old magazine at your optometrist's office):

"Here in America, we take half our exes book collections and throw rocks at them until they go away. "
Dustin, while this is very Carrie Underwoodsien of you, sometimes it's more fun to just fuck with their heads. A well played "You'll be sorry" will keep them up at night for weeks while you're vandalism/ assault charge free!

"Do the dogs even talk? No? Eff that. If the dogs don't talk, if "Who Let the Dogs Out" doesn't play at least 17 times, and if some washed-up starletard doesn't sponge herself down at a Charity Dog Bath event, then I don't anything to do with it. "
Interestingly enough, this is what I use to determine if a relationship was worth my time.

Oh and Doughnut, my belated comment lothario, you, if you've got a cassette tape of the Baja Men and a box of Franzia, I think we could make up for the 7 super stars Paul Blart was lacking. We'll correct the mistake the idiot writers made and put our shit in a zoo, too. It'll be magic, we'll really make them believe we were acting.

Posted by: Kayanne at January 26, 2009 10:10 AM

All right, the Academy had to ruin Benjamin Button by giving it an absurd level of Oscar nominations. I can't forgive that. Titanic I somewhat understand, because there were no other movies in 1997, but this?

And what I understand even less is Wall E being snubbed. A quality film that teaches kids about environmental awareness without a single bad fart joke. How dare they! Fuck the academy! I don't care what wins as long as it's not Benjamin Button. They are not ruining an otherwise entertaining flick with unworthy Oscars again!

Posted by: George at January 26, 2009 10:12 AM

Shakes the Clown is a massively under-appreciated film merely for the fact of Florence Henderson as a clown hag.

Posted by: Adam C at January 26, 2009 10:13 AM

Well..three out of five isn't that bad. Are we at the "light at the end of the tunnel" stage yet?

What the hell is fiesta corn? Is it like regular corn that's been genetically modified to like to party?

Like a record....baby right round, round round.

Sorry.

Posted by: admin at January 26, 2009 10:17 AM

Happy graduation Kayanne. I think today is the day, right?

Posted by: admin at January 26, 2009 10:20 AM

I happen to agree with Randal in re: Farley. Fat don't make you funny. That said, Mother Bullet and Grammy Bullet went to see Paul Blart and they have notoriously poor taste in movies (they loved Sister Act beyond all reason) so I'm willing to say that movie is unspeakable crap.

On another, wholly unrelated note: The Dark Knight is awful in IMAX. Now I have to see the damned thing again on a normal screen so I can watch all the stuff I missed.

Posted by: Tracer Bullet at January 26, 2009 10:32 AM

"Titanic I somewhat understand, because there were no other movies in 1997, but this?

Except for L.A. Confidential, of course.

Fucking highway robbery, that was.

Posted by: TK at January 26, 2009 10:34 AM

Oh, I forgot to mention, also in 1997: Boogie Nights, Good Will hunting, The Sweet Hereafter,

Posted by: TK at January 26, 2009 10:38 AM

Did you go to the dome IMAX, Tracer?

Posted by: Jay at January 26, 2009 10:40 AM

Indeed, "LA Confidential" was the one of the reddest-headed stepchildren ever.

Posted by: Jay at January 26, 2009 10:42 AM

Well, I guess if there's one thing the Underworld movies have taught us, it's that Beckinsale get's around.

Like a record.

I'd have no problem being that needle.

(The above comment should not, in any way, be taken as an indicator of...
....you know what? Forget it.)

Posted by: Sean at January 26, 2009 10:44 AM

Best Picture 1997: L.A. Confidential. Hands down. I credit that film with the genesis of my addiction to film noir. Ah...middle school.

Kayanne, dear, brilliant idea. You've now given the world what it truly deserves...Paul Blart: Zoo Cop. You get a raise in life!

Posted by: Mike R. at January 26, 2009 10:46 AM

AWWWWWW admin! Thank you!!!! Today is my last day of class. Just presenting my short and I'm done. The commencement ceremony is in May, but January term is my end date.

Posted by: Kayanne at January 26, 2009 10:47 AM

Mike R., no sir. Do not give me the credit, give it to my coquettish lovah Doughnut. He (or she, I do not yet know my lovah's face) suggested the movie could work in a zoo where Paul Blart "would need the animals help to beat the bad guys."

Doughnut is a poet and he didn't even know it.

Posted by: Kayanne at January 26, 2009 10:51 AM

"Paul Blart-Zoo Cop" is probably already greenlit at this point. Hell, they're probably filming parts 2 and 3 at the same time, finishing out the trilogy with "Paul Blart-The Return of the Blart" or some such. And that's not even as bad as the fact that I'm going to see a trailer some time next year with the words "From the writers/producers that brought you Paul Blart-Mall Cop." ugh.

Posted by: Mrcreosote at January 26, 2009 11:04 AM

Holy shit, it's an 80's dance party. Break out the Funky Cold Medina punch and watch the old folks break a hip. Good times.

Posted by: slower lower at January 26, 2009 11:06 AM

I miss your useless statistics, Dustin. All them-there opinions you gives mess with my heed. I need facts. Cold hard facts, dude.

Posted by: Sapphiar at January 26, 2009 11:17 AM

You're 18 years old, you work in a 7-11, you don't know shit about shit, and pull up your pants!


I tried to warn the Philadelphians to go to King of Prussia for IMAX.

Posted by: Jay at January 26, 2009 11:17 AM

Yes, I went to the dome. King of Prussia is too damned far.

Posted by: Tracer Bullet at January 26, 2009 11:42 AM

Fair enough, but you need a flat screen to not have an awful time.

Posted by: Jay at January 26, 2009 11:48 AM

Coming soon, Paul Blart: SeaWorld Security - Wet Blart

Posted by: Handel at January 26, 2009 11:53 AM

I don't buy The Dark Knight being snubbed for anything. It got excellent reviews for a superhero movie and made a lot of money. I'm not downplaying the superhero genre: I like it. It's just that, sometimes, when a genre picture is made very well, the reviews are overly enthusiastic. For example, how is My Bloody Valentine: 3-D getting very strong reviews for being a sub par slasher with strong 3-D? Is it safe to claim a very enthusiastic response to a film that exceeded expectations is enough to warrant massive awards recognition?

In my mind, when I go comparing The Dark Knight to other not-BP nominated films, like Wall-E or The Wrestler, I start to realize how many films in 2008 were really good, but not necessarily great. The Dark Knight is one of them. Why is it snubbed and not Happy-Go-Lucky when both have ostensibly tied at Rotten Tomatoes? Is box office that important to people? I'm not even sold the direction was all that great in The Dark Knight (main evidence: How bad a director do you have to be to make Maggie Gylenhaal give an awful performance like that?). Shit, I don't even think Ledger is nominated in the right category, but he would make my line-up in Lead or Supporting so its a moot point.

I know no matter what, on Oscar night, I will be disappointed, as I can think of at least 5 films I would want nominated over the 5 nominees, and none of them are The Dark Knight. I'm not saying The Dark Knight is a bad film; I just think it was nowhere near being one of the best of 2008.

Posted by: Robert at January 26, 2009 11:56 AM

Is it just me, or did that last comment about Paul Blart that you poster (from Jay) seem to say that the movie was almost bad because it supported people with diabetes and other blood sugar problems?

Posted by: Audiosuede at January 26, 2009 12:04 PM

I propose a Mini-Diversion: Worst/Weirdest "From the...of..." credits.

Example:
- "From the Screenwriter of The Devil Wears Prada" in promotion of 27 Dresses
- "From 2 of the 6 writers of Scary Movie", in promotion of Date and Epic Movie (all future derivations that mention previous offenses also count.)

Posted by: Mike R. at January 26, 2009 12:17 PM

Congratulations Kayanne!

Posted by: Cindy at January 26, 2009 12:36 PM

I love it when people comment on reviews without reading the tagline for this site. It's like laughing at other people's misfortunes without the attached guilt and feeling that I'm going to Hell.

Posted by: stardust savant at January 26, 2009 12:49 PM

You forgot Killer Clowns from Outer Space. Godtopus, that was one of my favorites when I was 12!

Posted by: bibliophile at January 26, 2009 12:57 PM

Thanks, Cindy! I shall remember you both when I rule the world.

Posted by: Kayanne at January 26, 2009 1:13 PM

L.A. Confidential was such a fantastic movie. And it had Russell Crowe at one peak of hotness (the other would be reached with Gladitator) and oh man I crushed on him so bad for a few years.

Now, what the fuck man? Dude's turned into the Michelin Man's and Staypuft Marshmallow Man's love child, throwing tantrums while his gigantic cheeks eat up his neck. Soon enough he'll be a floating blob, absorbing people into his skin like The Blob.

What a fucking letdown, man. He's as sexy as jelly doughnut now.

Posted by: figgy at January 26, 2009 1:35 PM

Oh, and holy run-on sentence Batman.

It's pretty hard to have a run-on sentence when the punctuation is in all the correct places. However this sentence the one that i am writing right now is a perfect example of a run on sentence a run on sentence being a sentence that goes on too long with no punctuation.

...nanner.

(I rarely get to make grammatical comments on this page, but i take pride in recognizing good punctuation. I once wrote an entire paper in one sentence. It was 640 words of beautiful punctuation just to drive my dickhead of an English teach up a wall. So, please. Pardon my snark.)

...nanner.

Posted by: PissBoy at January 26, 2009 2:07 PM

Technically, perhaps you are right. It seemed too much information and separate thoughts in one sentence. I would have ditched the comma splices and stopped after "Millionaire".

Posted by: Cindy at January 26, 2009 2:33 PM

"He's as sexy as jelly doughnut now."

?!? I don't understand this. I love to take a hot, fresh one and lick out the jelly and do unspeakable things with the hole.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmm jelly doughnut ... SEX-y jelly doughnut ...

Sadly, my desires go unfulfilled these days, now that I'm not allowed into Krispy Kreme anymore.

Posted by: bucdaddy at January 26, 2009 2:48 PM

I am so goddamn glad that "Paul Blart: Mall Cop" took a giant runny dump on the heads of all you cinema purest with your character development and story arch bullshit. George Carlin is what we aspire to be, but the Three Stooges is what we are.

Posted by: Pookie at January 26, 2009 3:43 PM

buc, I'm thinking that's the best thing...for eeeverybody.

Posted by: figgy at January 26, 2009 4:21 PM

the actors was doing a really good job making me believe they were really acting

Oh, that's such an achievement. In bad movies, I don't believe that the actors were really acting.

Posted by: RMH at January 26, 2009 5:06 PM

Dustin, Randal Stevens here. First, thanks for making me (semi-)famous! Second, I have been a faithful reader since day one, I have just never commented before. Third, I spent my formative years in Freeport, ME. Watched a lot of 3 stooges during the long cold winter nights. I am sure you understand cold right about now. You have my sympathy. If you haven't tried it, check out The Pizza Joint in So. Portland, right across the million-dollar bridge. I do miss it so.

Posted by: Randal Stevens at January 26, 2009 5:55 PM

Welcome Randal Stevens!

I'm a little curious though... Of all the movie reviews and comment diversions on this site that you've been reading since day one, why choose to make Paul Blart your coming out party? Isn't that like losing your virginity in a Burger King bathroom (Do the Humpty Dance!)? Sure it gets the job done and you get to christen linoleum, but couldn't you have at borrowed the keys to your brother's Taurus to make the 10 minutes extra special?

Also, since you're new to the game, please take my gentle ribbing with a grain of salt. It's always nice to have fresh faces!

Also, do you know Doughnut? I'd really like to meet that guy.

Posted by: Kayanne at January 26, 2009 6:37 PM

It was the "I miss Chris Farley" that sent me to the keyboard. I will go to my grave defending Curly as the funniest man who has ever lived. Curly needed me!

Posted by: Randal Stevens at January 26, 2009 6:58 PM

And no, I don't know Doughnut, but I live in SoCal now, so Doughnut, if you are nearby, let's go to the movies! (Must be appropriate for my wife and six year-old, of course.)

Posted by: Randal Stevens at January 26, 2009 7:01 PM

Is Skittimus busting out a new character so soon in the new year? I want to see Conrad's take on Randal Stevens, as well.

Posted by: Optimus Rhyme at January 26, 2009 7:06 PM

Randal Stevens -- You rock, my friend. And there's a Pizza Joint right around the corner from me now! It's the only pizza I get. And Jeezum Crow: It's fucking cold here. Every day is a real weenie shrinker.

Posted by: Dustin Rowles at January 26, 2009 7:08 PM

Dustin, you have excellent taste in pizza. I would drive halfway across the country for a taste, and you have one right around the corner. That almost makes up for the shrinkage factor. I must say I applaud your decision to move to such a wonderful place, if I could move back, I would. My Siberian wife has gotten used to the warmth here, however, and has no interest in freezing again.

Posted by: Randal Stevens at January 26, 2009 7:22 PM

Weird, Randal, it was the "I miss Chris Farley" line that made me trust the review implicitly. I'm a huge Farley fan and will forever watch Tommy Boy with sides-a-splittin'. Although, I don't have to miss Farley too terribly much. My brother does a wicked impression of him (it was even funnier in his chunkier teenage years, but then he shot up to about 6'4" and he's not rail thin, but not Farley-Fun-sized). He has that same sort of goofy people-pleaser personality and his sense of humor tends to be on that manic/physical gag side of things without being too over-bearing (most of the time). Other hilarious impressions he does: Carl from Aqua Teen... pretty much any character on Aqua Teen and a bunch of others I can't think of right now.

I should video tape him and put him on the YouTubes. Although people may wonder if his brain has a thick candy shell on it.

Did I catch a niner in there? I. Have a. Plan.

HOW CAN YOU NOT MISS THAT, RANDAL!?! It's hiiiiiiilarity.

Posted by: Kayanne at January 26, 2009 8:02 PM

Here's another thing: Miley Cyrus is underrated as a performer. She's really great! Of all the TV shows my six year old makes me watch, Hannah Montana is definitely the best. Oh, and Twinkies are, like, the perfect food. They keep forever, and six year olds love 'em! And the Elantra is the best car on the road...or it was until I figured out that six year olds can't really drive.

Posted by: Randal Stevens at January 26, 2009 10:43 PM

Randal, I can see that you're joshing me. While I don't often like to be bested by sarcasm, in this instance, consider me chuffed.

Posted by: Kayanne at January 26, 2009 11:58 PM


















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