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Hannah Montana Lives for a Day! Let's Kill Her Tomorrow!
This Week's DVD Releases / The Pajiba Staff
Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus: Best of Both Worlds Concert Tour: Stacey, who pulled the short straw on this one (i.e., we pulled out the short straw and forcefully placed it in her hand), describes the “movie” as such: “Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus: Best of Both Worlds was comprised of mostly of footage from a Hannah/Miley concert spliced in with backstage clips, gratuitous costume changes, painfully choreographed “candid” moments between Miley and her entourage/family, and fan interviews in between songs. The songs were more or less generic and blandly catchy, but as a pop aficionado, I didn’t even find them particularly offensive on the ears. So luckily, for the sake of this review, “The Jonas Brothers,” also on tour with Miley, made an appearance. And boy, are these guys a bunch of Grade A turds. I guess they’re like the Hanson of this generation? Only with like a fraction of the talent and charisma, with Jew-fros in place of Hanson’s silky, flaxen girl-hair.”
The Life Before Her Eyes: Life starring Uma Thurman, got a big old boo! from Nathaniel, who writes: “It’s faithful to the novel, apparently, but that’s not always a good thing. Before it was over, I nearly hated The Life Before Her Eyes for its distasteful obsessions and its truly conservative worldview: Diana apparently needs to atone for her teenage mistakes, but religious and virginal Maureen can go to the grave in peace. Should my life flash before my eyes before my demise, I am certain that movie scenes will be included in the whirlwind edit. I only ask that this movie not be one I am asked to relive.”
Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day: Ranylt, who confessed an aversion to farce, nevertheless was won over by the Amy Adams and Frances McDormand starrer, writing that “while the first twenty minutes of the movie are about as pleasant — to someone like me — as watching cats frazzled around at warp speed in a giant popcorn-maker, Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day gradually evolves into a dark, dignified sort of anti-farce that calmed my jerking knee, soothed my resentment and won me over.”
Prom Night: Dustin used the Prom Night review as a vehicle for another one of his douchey attacks on Generation 50/50 before turning it on Gen X. Dude: Get to the substance of the movie, k? The closest he comes is this paragraph: “2008’s Prom Night is just another example of our generation selling out, and the reason it sucks, honestly, is because we don’t give a shit. We don’t care. Remember: We’re the slacker generation. What else did you expect? It’s the easiest point between conception and cash — strip the soul out of one of our films, throw in a bland, fairly recognizable, inexpensive-to-cast blonde (Brittany Snow); a 29-year-old television high-schooler (“Friday Night Light’s” Scott Porter); a decent, but unknown (and therefore cheap) actor (Idris “Stringer Bell” Elba); light the hell out of everything; take out most of the blood and replace it with half-hour dead spots we characterize as “suspenseful”; cut it together into a 30-second YouTube spot and throw one of our songs (“Time After Time”) performed by one of the shitty, homogenized, fangless bands we created, and blend it together for a beautiful $20 million opening weekend. We’ll take our cut, and go on back to slacking, gloating because we just did the unthinkable: We Wal-Marticized a slasher film! We just took blood and murder and made it palatable for mass consumption! Hahahahahahaha … fuck you!”
Street Kings: Agent Bedhead was pleasantly surprised that Kings, basically, didn’t suck: “Street King is, at times, pretty damn preposterous and too ambitious for its own good, but it is a film that is patently and consistently entertaining. Director David Ayer provides plenty of bloodshed in gunfight scenes that were undoubtedly inspired by John Woo (in particular, Hard Boiled comes to mind). The script borders on awfulness and veers unsteadily between clichéd dialogue and heavy doses of police procedure, with “exigent circumstances” and “first on the scene” getting far too much playtime. Yet, if you’re familiar with Ellroy’s method of storytelling and don’t mind the tone of a slightly overdone crime thriller, it would be a few hours well spent to take in Keanu Reeves’ surprisingly capable, non-heinous performance.”
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You know what's helpful about these DVD release posts? They remind me of films I wanted to see, but missed the first time around. Case in point: Miss Pettigrew. Thanks Pajiba! Maybe I'll even be able to find it at the local video store this week.
Of course, it helps that there is actually a decent release this week.
Posted by: tamatha at August 19, 2008 12:27 PM
My gf will be happy bout Miss Pettigrew, she loved it. Quite frankly, that's the only one that appeals to me too.
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at August 19, 2008 12:29 PM
Oh...I would watch that Miss Pettigrew business, but Amy Adams annoys me. Mmhm...today is the day I risk the wrath of most of Pajibaland and quite possibly become a MurderTank target. First I diss Abigail Breslin and now Amy Adams. Bring it on!
Posted by: Joker at August 19, 2008 12:36 PM
Funny how people keep saying Miley has a "smoker's voice"
she quit smoking years ago.
Posted by: BarbadoSlim at August 19, 2008 12:36 PM
Funny how people keep saying Miley has a "smoker's voice"
she quit smoking years ago.
Quit smoking what, Slim?
Could she get that 45-year-old voice from smoking some Jonas kid's cscreeeeeeeeeeeech
[BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP]
TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES. PLEASE STAND BY.
Posted by: Sean at August 19, 2008 12:58 PM
Lookit! Brittney Snow and Mily Cyrus in the same DVD release week when I mention them in a fantastical Goosebumpy Candyman. This means it's going to happen. It means something. Just like a plateful of mashed potato sculpture, all the things that old dude predicted that the national enquirer always drools over, and my mom saying that if i "keep touching it...you'll go blind John." It's the future i tell you.
However, this won't be the last time they have a release week together, as they will inevitably end up making a movie together in about 4 years. Right after mily hits the wall and gets all coked out because that Gomez chick has taken all her popularity. Then the REALLY racy photos of her will start to come out (Guaranteed one of them show Mily Cyrus doing a deep knee bend down the the shoulder of a champagne mag) at the same time that she has a breakthrough in her memory that her daddy touched her on the set of her TV show, and that YES DADDY! it is wrong for you to help me get dressed today.
So we will have the long awaited collaboration: Brittney Snow and Mily Cyrus in: Hannah Moantanna and the Best of Both Worlds: Teem Starlets Taking a Double-Header Deep. Hopefully directed by Brett Ratner or Paul W.S. (I wish my name was Wes or paul Thomas) Anderson, with soundtrack done by Pete Wentz, formerly of Fallout Boy fame, and his new single "Can I Sing Through This Gaping Meathook Hole in My Neck?" Mmmmm...i turn myself on sometimes. I really do.
Posted by: PissBoy at August 19, 2008 1:02 PM
It's days like this that I'm glad my house contains one of the (apparently) few 13 year olds in this country who hate Miley Cyrus AND the Jonas Brothers. Course, that doesn't mean her taste in music is exactly great, but it means that dreck won't be featured on our television ever.
Miss Pettigrew looks mildly interesting. I might have to see about that.
Posted by: Genny (also Rusty) at August 19, 2008 1:03 PM
Script re-writes are in since now the Wiensteins have signed on to Produce. No notes other than a change in title:
Hannah Moan-tanna and the Best of Both Ends
Posted by: PissBoy at August 19, 2008 1:07 PM
I would just like to point out that I live with a real live teenager and Pissboy apparently knows more about teen pop culture than I do. Maybe you should start browsing some different websites, buddy. Or, what I like to do, just pretend they don't exist, since in 2 years it'll be like it never happened anyway.
Posted by: Genny (also Rusty) at August 19, 2008 1:07 PM
That's it? An entire post of DVD releases and top of the stack, first on the list is sparkliscious Miley "Virginal Cell Phone Porn Star" Cyrus? I'm going back to putting MacGuyver on my Netflix list. Mmmmmmm.... mullet with a Swiss army knife...
Posted by: Megan at August 19, 2008 1:08 PM
Paul W.S. (I wish my name was Wes or paul Thomas) Anderson
There really are entirely too many directors named Anderson. Every time one of their movies comes out I have to ask, "Is that a good Anderson or a sucky one?"
Posted by: Todd at August 19, 2008 1:21 PM
That's it, we need to stage an intervention for TK stat! Shadows, I thought you were up for hit-on-the-head duty - get to it man, and quickly! First he admits a love for all things Shrek & Mike Myers and now Miley frakking Cyrus??? I don't know who or what to blame BSlim clearly has thrown his TK voodoo doll into the microwave or something, maybe shoved its head into a blender for good measure. Folks, I have no choice but to declare TK a zombie. Somehow his horde must have infected him, that or he's been infested with the spirit of a hopped-up-on-espresso teenieboppier - either way, remember to shoot for the head. I hope you're happy, Slim. You've finally neutralised and broken down our lovable, clumsy, homicidal zombie overlord. When ready, fire!
Unless somebody knows a good exorcism for the occasion...
Posted by: lordhelmet at August 19, 2008 1:53 PM
God help me as I have a daughter and I don't want people saying mean things about her...but I just don't think Miley Cyrus is cute. At all.
Posted by: samantha t at August 19, 2008 1:53 PM
Um, I have a question: why the hate for Brittany Snow again? I get the Miley Cyrus consternation, really I do, but what did Snow do that was so bad, besides get stuck in a crappy remake of a semi-popular horror movie?
I'd hate to think that folks can't even BE in an occasional crappy movie before they are written off. Not everyone can get cast in the good ones you know.
Posted by: Vermillion at August 19, 2008 2:03 PM
I think TK has been infiltrated by the spambots. Or his zombies broke loose.
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at August 19, 2008 2:03 PM
Ok, it's time to admit it. TK's been compromised. It's all downhill from here people...human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together... mass hysteria!
Posted by: jM at August 19, 2008 2:08 PM
Pajiba Production's Production slate for 2009:
Untitled Pete Wentz "Fucked with a Fishhook to the Throat" project: Projected for Spring 2009, Pissboy is attached to write/direct.
The Goosebumps of Candyman: Projected Summer Tentpole release 2009, also written/directed by Pissboy.
Hannah Moan-tanna and the Best of Both Ends: Projected Fall 2009 release, bah Pissboy has the schedule by the scrote.
C'mon people, we need a chick flick for the Jan-Apr. shit season, a dimwitted comedy for the Aug.-Nov. shit season, and a picture for the Nov.-Jan. Prestige season. We will not rest until Jude Law is in SOMETHING next year, let's move it!
Posted by: Mike R. at August 19, 2008 2:10 PM
Shadows, even zombies hate Hannah Montana.
TK.
I need you to listen very carefully, K? Do not succumb to the evil that is Hannah Montana. She will rot your soul. You will become a shell of your former self and will have to leave the happy enclave of Pajiba. You will have to give up the zombie army. You will have been indoctrinated in the dark side. My friend, there is no turning back once you go there. Don't do it man. Think of the children(By that, I mean the zombie children)!
TK, I promise you. Heed my warning carefully. Many have been lost to this evil cause. Don't become a statistic.
Posted by: Melody at August 19, 2008 2:12 PM
What I meant, Melody, is that his brains have been eaten. It's the only thing that makes sense,
lordhelmet, I've been trying, but the fucker's hard to find. I looked all over this google map thing, and I can't see him anywhere
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at August 19, 2008 2:16 PM
God help me as I have a daughter and I don't want people saying mean things about her...but I just don't think Miley Cyrus is cute. At all.
I know just what you mean. I don't like to think of myself as the kind of person who'd call a teenage girl "ugly." But Miley? Looks like she's got her face perpetually squished up against a plate-glass window. Like a Hanna-Barbera cartoon bulldog. Like it might be physically impossible for her to completely close her mouth at any time (I call that P. Diddy Disease). Like a large chunk of Disney's budget goes into outfits, makeup and carefully engineered camera angles designed to make Miley appear halfway cute.
But maybe it's a sign of progress that masses of tweeny girls idolize and emulate a homely chick...?
Posted by: Jerce at August 19, 2008 2:20 PM
Just follow the head injuries, Shadows. There may even be sirens. Start with hospitals and listen for people complaining of workplace injuries caused by someone matching TK's description and pattern of behaviour. Better yet, post something inflammatory about/to him and just wait for the screams.
For the love of Godtopus, though, get it done.
Posted by: lordhelmet at August 19, 2008 2:26 PM
Am I the only one that got excited when they heard about the naked picture of her? (Not erotically excited... well maybe half-mast) But more in a Yes! They finally nailed her (Again, not a sexual nailing but rather a .. social? Hmm that too sounds dirty.) I just was hoping that Disney would strip her (this is sounding worse and worse) of her dominion over all media. But it turned out Anne Liebowwicz had to do her all artfully (which of course means ass to ass)
Posted by: Optimus Rhyme at August 19, 2008 2:50 PM
Maaaaaan, I just emptied the MT Whiskey Fountain to make a big ass batch of cancer chum, and now you're telling me I need to empty that and fill the goddam thing with Holy Water to douche TK with?
grumblegrumblegrumblestupidinfectionmontanapugfacecrap....
Posted by: Skittimus Maximus at August 19, 2008 3:26 PM
"Like it might be physically impossible for her to completely close her mouth at any time (I call that P. Diddy Disease)."
Oh, my God. Best description ever. Yes! That's the issue. I think the woman who was the doctor-patient on "In Treatment" might be afflicted with the same.
Posted by: samantha t at August 19, 2008 3:30 PM
Whoa, Skitts, let's not be too hasty. I'm sure you can whip up a Holy Water-cannon and roof-mount it, leaving the cancer chum fountain intact. In fact, if you wanted, you could replace the whiskey in the fountain, and (late at night) procure two water cannons from the local fire department's naval division (assuming you're coastal), designate one for Holy Water and one for Cancer Chum, cuz let's face it, who's going to invite cancer cells into the Murdering Tank for CC drinks? With a super-high-pressure stream, you're sure to be wreaking mighty havoc on cancer cells from long range. And be able to bathe TK liberally in holy water while keeping away from his zombified biteyness. While drinking whiskey from the fountain! That's what we here in orbit call a win!
Posted by: lordhelmet at August 19, 2008 3:40 PM
I don't know what the fuck you miscreants are planning, but the first person to spray me with anything gets kicked in the balls and then stabbed in the eyes.
Posted by: TK at August 19, 2008 4:06 PM
AWwwww...He's back!
Posted by: Melody at August 19, 2008 4:41 PM
C'mon people, we need a chick flick for the Jan-Apr. shit season, a dimwitted comedy for the Aug.-Nov. shit season, and a picture for the Nov.-Jan. Prestige season. We will not rest until Jude Law is in SOMETHING next year, let's move it!
Posted by: Mike R. at August 19, 2008 2:10 PM
Chick Flick: Kate Hudson and Katherine Heigl in Double Date Dare, a race-to-the-altar farce scripted by Nora Ephron and directed by Penny Marshall. To round things out just plug in any two Gen Douche actors who make the ladies moist. You can just count the money...
Dimwitted Comedy: Dan Fogler in In My Shorts, a knee-slapper about a mope who switches bodies with Jude Law over the internet and posts YouTube videos about his madcap escapades (pitched as Freaky Friday for Gen Douche).
Prestige Season: Clint Eastwood writes, directs and stars as George Washington in Revolution, an engaging historical action set piece that also serves as a thinly veiled indictment of modern politicians. The All-Star cast includes Meryl Streep as Martha, Sam Shepard as Thomas Jefferson and Philip Seymour Hoffman as James Madison. An Oscar sweep extravaganza!
Posted by: Che Grovera at August 19, 2008 4:44 PM
Did I go somewhere?
Seriously, what the hell is wrong with you people today?
Posted by: TK at August 19, 2008 4:48 PM
Did I go somewhere?
Apparently not. Welcome back anyway, TK. You sure had us worried there for a bit, we thought you were infected or something. (puts knife and taser away, carefully and quickly slaps TK on the back, even quicker establishes a safe distance, ducking a thrown whiskey bottle.) He's back all right, and it's the real TK! (establishes a greater and growing safe distance before TK notices the "kick me" sign on his back.)
[psst-Shadows, Skitts, everyone, stand down. Ix-nay on the oly-hay ater-way annon-cay. No head shooting, no head hunting, no head whacking. Just...chill. Stay alert and ready, he may yet prove to be a zombie but for now...chill.)
Posted by: lordhelmet at August 19, 2008 5:00 PM
lordhelmet I think that there was an impostor TK posting earlier today, 'cause as I just noted on the Daily Trade Round-up thread, the posts by TK that didn't actually sound like him have been removed. It's all very strange. Same deal for this thread. Check it out.
Posted by: tamatha at August 19, 2008 5:07 PM
It's the spambots, I tell you. They're all around us, watching, waiting, baiting us into attacking our own....
I'm going crazy, aren't I?
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at August 19, 2008 5:22 PM
What do you mean "going"?
Posted by: Jerce at August 19, 2008 5:28 PM
Seriously, what the hell is wrong with you people today?
Let me explain it like this. Have you ever seen the episode of South Park where Evil Cartman (who is actually good and sweet) comes to South Park and starts screwing up everything by doing the exact opposite of Cartman?
It has been a LOT like that today. Although much more disturbing.
Posted by: Melody at August 19, 2008 5:38 PM
Sooo... basically, you're saying that while I was out of the office today, you all went fucking bonkers.
OK.
Got it.
Fuckin' freaks.
Posted by: TK at August 19, 2008 5:57 PM
mmmm.... Lee Pace... MMMMMM....
Posted by: Leslie at August 19, 2008 6:35 PM
Sooo... basically, you're saying that while I was out of the office today, you all went fucking bonkers.
The main difference between this and any other day is that you weren't here to join in, TK.
Fuckin' freaks.
From you, that's a compliment. There there, you'll get your chance to play again later.
(pats TK on the back and dashes off again before he realises there's another sign on his back.)
Posted by: lordhelmet at August 19, 2008 7:37 PM
On a personal note I take no joy in watching a person spiral every downward into a hellish pit of darkness due to their own mistakes, or the mistakes caused by someone close to them that has been charged with helping that person avoid unnecessary hardships. But in the case of Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus/ Billy Ray's meal ticket, I'm going to enjoy watching her and her old man's total and complete balls to the wall, one hundred miles per hour human train wreck. What is so delicious about these two is that they both know that hell is just around the corner coming for both of them, and I'll be damned if they don't give a fuck. I predict in a couple of years she will be a female version of Danny Bonaduce, and Billy Ray will be out of her life due to a restraining order.
Posted by: Pookie at August 19, 2008 9:54 PM
OK, here's my theory. (And I realize that I'm giving the fake TK the info he or she needs to, well, fake us out some more.) I've done some brief research, and I'm pretty sure that when TK posts he always links to his blog. So, if the "Posted by" info is not linked, then I don't think it's the real TK.
So there. HA!
Posted by: tamatha at August 19, 2008 11:11 PM
So there is a fake TK amongst us. Which means that at any time a fake Pissboy, Shadows, Skit, et al. can be implanted by the 'bots. The logical answer to this, as noted by tamatha, is to find markers to identify the real from the fake. Ahh, but that is what the 'bots are counting on to infiltrate our ranks. For us to teach them how to identify our true identities. We must not fall for this trickery. For it will surely spell our doom. We must utilize those very characteristics that separate us from the bots; to distinguish ourselves from the artificial intelligence. If we are a real community with real friendships in this artificial planet then we must trust that we know our true selves. Damn you, Spambots! Damn you to Hellllllllll!!
Posted by: JP at August 19, 2008 11:44 PM
Hey. That wasn't the real JP. I'm the real JP. You cocksucker. Stop fucking around, asshole.
Posted by: JP at August 19, 2008 11:47 PM
What the hell are you talking about you felcher? I'm the real JP, jerkoff. Get your own initials asswipe. And if your the real JP, complete this porn title: Ocean's Twelve.....
Posted by: JP at August 19, 2008 11:55 PM
rabbit season!
Posted by: jM at August 20, 2008 12:16 AM
duck season!
Posted by: jM at August 20, 2008 12:17 AM
...in my pants?
Posted by: popejenn at August 20, 2008 12:18 AM
...the search for more money in George Clooney's pants!
Elmer season!
Posted by: lordhelmet at August 20, 2008 2:20 AM
I can live with Generation 50/50. Thanks for changing it. In return, I swear I won't call your generation old until the last of you turns 60.
Posted by: Lucas at August 20, 2008 2:37 AM
rabbit season!
Bwah! Nicely done, jM.
I'd feel pity for TK with his creepy impersonator if I weren't too busy spambot-proofing my house after the Google Maps incident. They moved my marker closer to me, dammit! They're watching me right now! I'm cold and scared...
Posted by: Shay at August 20, 2008 5:38 AM
No way I'm getting taken over by a 'bot man. No way. Just gotta keep movin' man, keep sharp. Can't trust nobody in this world except yourself man, nobody. Keep strong, keep alive man, just keep alive. Pretty soon ther...
...who's there...? Hello?
This don't feel right man, it just don't. I'm outta here...
Posted by: Skittimus Maximus at August 20, 2008 8:11 AM
Well, it turns out that after further research, TK does not always link his comment name to his blog; so kids, we're on our own to figure who is the real TK...
And of course, he could have just been fucking with us--so we're too distracted to notice the zombies lurching up behind us.
Posted by: tamatha at August 20, 2008 9:45 AM
We all crazy!
I really have no interest in any of the new releases this week. The Life before her Eyes reminds me of White Oleander = Oprah's book club = woman rising above a bad childhood. Miley Cyrus - cha.. whatever. Miss Pettigrew, meh, maybe. Prom Night, are you serious? and what was the last one??? Oh yeah, Street Kings, I actually saw this movie and still couldn't remember it - Keanu did an unpainful job but I though Forest Whittaker was awful and the movie, while not necessarily bad was quite forgettable. I guess maybe I'll go outside for awhile - I Know!
Posted by: Popsi_zen at August 20, 2008 3:39 PM
Hanna Hanna...she'll be gone soon enough (I predict a Britney-esque fall from the throne). I've heard she's worth over a billion. Saw her dad last week (not by choice). Can you believe the guy played Brown Eyed Girl??? That song is a literal joke amongst musicians and billionaire Billy-Ray's playing it. Whatever. OK...I was hungry. Everyone gets a little fucking hungry, right (not to be confused with Hungary)? I got hungry when I was in another country once...so I went to the store and bought some food. The store said that the food costs 1.00 (insert denomination of choice...but I was in England so POUND). So I went to the counter and paid 1.00 for the food, ate it, and was happy. There was tax....but that was included in the price. So fast-forward to today. I order a pizza, it's $15...but it's not really $15, it's actually 17 and change cuz of tax. I, just like everyone else, deal with that every day. No problem...someone said something about death and taxes...whatever. But what the fuck....put the fucking tax into the price so I don't have to play the goddamn math game. I'm the consumer, I'm paying you money, do the percentage work for me and we'll call it capitalism for fuck's sake. Take an extra penny for a convenience charge on every damn transaction if you want to...I don't give a fuck, just include it in the fucking price. If you do I'll name all of my children after your store, I'll mount revolution if anyone wrongs you, I'll buy hookers for all of your employees (tax free), I'll start a religion in your name...but only IF you display a price and I pay THAT motherfucking godforesaken price for whatever it is you're offering! Gotta go, I'm starting to chafe.
Posted by: Jimmilamadingdong at August 21, 2008 3:09 PM

