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Box-Office Round-Up / Dustin Rowles

Trade News | November 19, 2007 | Comments (55)


5. Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium: My favorite comment over the weekend in the Magorium thread was this: “Dustin, it’s not a critic’s job to ‘like’ or ‘dislike’ a movie, man. Get your stuff together. If you analyze this crap and realize that it’s, well, crap, then put it out the right and honest way. Pretty please?” I apologize to that commenter for allowing my own opinion of the film to seep into the review (film reviews are no place for a critic’s opinion, obv.), and to make amends, here’s a my new mini-review, the profanity-laced diatribe that you deserve:

This new form of extreme whimsy makes me feel like a green-skinned kewpie doll holding back a half-gallon of split-pea regurgitation and that Natalie Portman represents all that is wrong with modern cinema because that bitch dared to go to Harvard and what kind of uppity c*nt procures an education at an elite school and has the audacity to continue her Hollywood career afterwards. Fuck her. And fuck Zach Helm for making a film that didn’t warrant outright rejection — doesn’t that asshole know that I have a scathing/bitchy quota? How dare that motherfucker direct a film that isn’t particularly great but that I didn’t outright loathe despite its uvula-punching whimsy. Helm: You’ve embarrassed me for the last time, you cock monkey.

Is that honest enough? Total: $10 million.

4. Fred Claus Vince Vaughn and company added another $12 million to the meager Claus’ kitty. Nevertheless, as we reported a few months back, Vaughn hasn’t given up on Christmas flicks; during the 2008 holiday season, he’ll be back in Four Christmases as one-half of a married couple that must spend time with all four divorced parents. The other half: Reese Witherspoon. I just don’t see it. How often do couples with three-foot height discrepancies wed? (Weekend: $12 million; Total: $36 million).

3. American Gangster Although Denzel Washington has 45 credits to his name, five Oscar nominations and two wins, and a six-year arc on “St. Elsewhere,” the one thing the man has never done is comedy. In fact, for one of the best actors of his generation, the man doesn’t take a lot of risks in his career. C’mon, Denzel: Like it’d kill you to do an Apatow comedy. How cool would it be to see the freakin’ Hurricane star alongside Seth Rogen and Jonah Hill in: Two Fats Guys and an Oscar Winner. Gold, people. Gold. Weekend: $13 million; Total: $101 million.

2. Bee Movie I’ve got absolutely nothing left to say about Bee Movie, now in its third week in the top five. So, I’ll hand the keyboard over to Lil Pajiba and see what he comes up with: “NomkioiojjjjommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmZXXX\][[[]=[];////QQj njmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm N N666666T Tgmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn mznmL,,LK;HLK IJP VCKM FJOMFVJDXJUDXJDKKDJHSHHHH.”

That’s about right. (Weekend: $14 million; Total: $94 million.)

1. Beowulf I dunno what the hell is going on in the Beowulf comment thread — some sort of debate over whether animation is acceptable or not, and something about anti-animation prejudices, which apparently makes you ignorant. Mostly, though, it’s a lot of backbiting and general kvetchery — if you’re playing Alex the Odd’s drinking game in this thread you’re probably already dead (except for socalledonlycousins, who soaks his liver in a jar next to his dentures every night). Meanwhile, this new form of exclamation-point cinema that originated with either 300 or We! Are! Marshall! is annoying the piss out of me — apparently, everyone born before Christ spoke in staccato. I! Am! Beowulf! Hi. How are you. My name is Dustin. Please stop yelling at me. Total: $28 million.

* Other Notables: Love in the Time of Cholera debuted at number ten, with less than $2 million, while Richard Kelly’s Donnie Darko follow-up, Southland Tales, bombed in limited release, racking up only $117,000 in 63 theaters. Reviews of both films will be up today.

On DVD, there are plenty of new releases for Thanksgiving week: Live Free or Die Hard, Hairspray and Santa Claus 3: The Escape Clause. And if you’re feeling anti-family movie over the holiday, pick up Rescue Dawn.


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Comments

"....Natalie Portman represents all that is wrong with modern cinema because that bitch dared to go to Harvard and what kind of uppity c*nt procures an education at an elite school and has the audacity to continue her Hollywood career afterwards. Fuck her...."


Best. Review. Ever.
I wish wordophilia was legal so I could marry it.

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at November 19, 2007 8:50 AM

"...the one thing the man has never done is comedy."

Weren't Carbon Copy and Heart Condition both comedies? Admittedly, I could be wrong; it's been ages since I've seen either of them.

Posted by: Simon B at November 19, 2007 9:20 AM

2 questions:
1. Does The Littlest Pajiba know the Bee Movie total?
2. How did No Country do this weekend?

Wait...Malcom X wasn't a comedy?

$14 million for Bee, and $3 million for No Country, though the latter doesn't get a wide release until Wednesday -- DR.

Posted by: Brian at November 19, 2007 9:23 AM

"Although Denzel Washington has 45 credits to his name, five Oscar nominations and two wins, and a six-year arc on "St. Elsewhere," the one thing the man has never done is comedy."

"Much Ado About Nothing," anyone? I mean, it had Keanu doing Shakespeare for God's sake.

Posted by: Faye at November 19, 2007 9:31 AM

"Although Denzel Washington has 45 credits to his name, five Oscar nominations and two wins, and a six-year arc on "St. Elsewhere," the one thing the man has never done is comedy."

"Much Ado About Nothing," anyone? I mean, it had Keanu doing Shakespeare for God's sake.

Posted by: Faye at November 19, 2007 9:31 AM

As a girl who spent her entire weekend watching X-men cartoons I don't think it would be a very good idea for me to weigh in on the whole "is animation an acceptable storytelling medium?" debate. Other than to say that Akira is overrated dross.

Is it disturbing that I just googled both "dreck" and "dross" to determine which one would fit the above sentence better?

Yes?

Sorry.

The very idea of Four Christmases makes my soul ache and my left eye twitch involuntarily. Forget the implausability of Knocked Up why would that situation ever arise in the real world? And how would that even begin to make a Holiday Family Comedy that's Fun For All Ages? It just sounds awkward, tense and really, really unfunny. Actually, that sounds perfect for The Odd Family brand Christmases.

I bet they attempt to make it heartwarming though, the fuckers.

Posted by: Alex the Odd at November 19, 2007 9:38 AM

except for socalledonlycousins, who soaks his liver in a jar next to his dentures every night

I have a special zipper on my abdomen for easy access. And in fairness, it's technically not my liver. Who knew Dirty Pretty Things was based on a true story?

Posted by: socalledonlycousins at November 19, 2007 9:40 AM

Oh look, I appear to be taking out my upcoming Holiday Season stress on the readers of Pajiba.

Sorry kids, please - go about your business.

Posted by: Alex the Odd at November 19, 2007 9:42 AM

[i]Another[/i] Christmas movie? Vaughn has obviously been inspired by Owen Wilson and is attempting suicide.

Also, I think Soutland must have been cursed from the beginning.

Posted by: Lulu J at November 19, 2007 9:50 AM

Nice to see Slim is still wasted. You are welcome.

Is it considered a crime to involuntarily fuel a drinking game to the point of no return? I mean, I feel like Caruso on CSI:Miami, only my shades and awkward looking poses are comments.

Posted by: Vermillion at November 19, 2007 9:50 AM

Please forgive my useless HTML.

Posted by: Lulu J at November 19, 2007 9:53 AM

So when are people going to start complaining that Lil Pajiba is using big words without any vowels?

Posted by: Kris at November 19, 2007 9:53 AM

I'm pretty sure Virtuosity was a comedy.

Wait... it wasn't? Oh, fuck. That changes my whole opinion of the movie.

Posted by: TK at November 19, 2007 9:56 AM

Wow, a Vaughn/Wilson double decker suicide attempt? "Funeral Crashers", anyone?

Posted by: Kris at November 19, 2007 10:00 AM

Frankly, I don't know how I would get through these Monday mornings if Alex The Odd hadn't given me carte blanche to start drinking at 7 am. No comment other than that.

Posted by: PaddyDog at November 19, 2007 10:03 AM

BSlim you are my hero, never have I heard such a vile rebuke before.

Posted by: Pookie at November 19, 2007 10:09 AM

The Preacher's Wife? Oh come on. That is totally not a serious movie.

Other than that, Denzel usually rocks.

New holiday movies make me die inside. There has not been a good new holiday movie in ages. 4 Christmases appears to continue that tradition.

Posted by: Melody at November 19, 2007 10:21 AM

Mr. Rowles, I didn't know you worked for the William Morris Agency.

Posted by: Pookie at November 19, 2007 10:28 AM

I just don't see it. How often do couples with three-foot height discrepancies wed?

You should see my brother and sister-in-law. Maybe not 3 feet, but damn close.

Posted by: pinkcheese at November 19, 2007 10:54 AM

Ms. the Odd, that situation actually does arise in the real world; both mine and my husband's parents are divorced, making the holidays an exercise in logistics. Which is not to say that the movie will be enjoyable in any way, just that it does happen. But I feel you on the Holiday Stress. Really, I already want to stab people every time I hear Celine Dion sing O Holy (motherfucking) Night.

Posted by: MG at November 19, 2007 10:59 AM

"I just don't see it. How often do couples with three-foot height discrepancies wed?"

All the time. You wouldn't believe the number of couples I know where she's 5 foot nothing and he's way over 6 feet tall. Opposites attract.

Posted by: BWeaves at November 19, 2007 11:19 AM

Opposites do indeed attract, look at all the tall black basketball players and short white women they marry. Ain't love grand?

Posted by: Pookie at November 19, 2007 11:22 AM

Oh, the situation does arise in my house too MG, (I'm trying to organise five separate family Christmases as well as fitting in a Boxing Day tattoo session, irritating step siblings and housemates who are familyless this Holiday season) it's just every time I've got close to having to actually see every branch of my family in one small space of time I run for the motherfucking hills.

I hate the Holidays. Bah Humbug.

ps. Height differences: I am a shade over five feet tall and have dated a couple of boys who are over 6ft. It works. It's all about angles.

Posted by: Alex the Odd at November 19, 2007 11:32 AM

Dustin--you are the best. Ok, enough love.
More importantly--will Adam Vinaterri wash out like Vanderjack? [includes spelling mistakes because I'm lazy]

Posted by: anikitty at November 19, 2007 11:39 AM

Maybe Denzel W. has been in some comedies, but has he ever been funny in them? Nope, just oozed some more dignity all over everyone!
Also, not drinking myself, I feel guilty for contributing to everyone's alcoholism.

Posted by: amea_gari at November 19, 2007 11:41 AM

MG, may I recommend a different take on "Oh Holy Night"? This version is available on YouTube and is sung by Eric Cartman and features Stan poking him with a cattle prod every time he messes up a word. In short, it is awesome and helps relieve some holiday frustration.

About the height thing, I am 5'3" and I have dated guys that are over 6'5". It really is all about the angles. Plus, it is kinda fun. It is kind of the same as that whole thing with really skinny small men and large, large women.

Posted by: Melody at November 19, 2007 11:52 AM

I barely break the five foot barrier, so when Lady Clevername chooses to wear high heels, we look like a lowercase b.
Before her, I was getting ready to install carnival signs on most women: Sorry. You must be This Tall to Ride.

Posted by: insertclevernamehere at November 19, 2007 12:08 PM

RE "apparently, everyone born before Christ spoke in staccato"

Glad to know I am not the only one bothered by this. I know they (actors, characters, whatever) do it to seem commanding or majestic or whatever, but it's fucking annoying.

Posted by: LL at November 19, 2007 12:20 PM

You know, for all my cynical curmudgeonliness, I must confess... I fucking love the winter holidays. I can't help myself.

As for the height thing, I'm 6'2", Mrs. TK is 5'3". I always told myself I liked the taller chicks, but sometimes you get tossed a curveball.

Posted by: TK at November 19, 2007 12:25 PM

I already want to stab people every time I hear Celine Dion sing O Holy (motherfucking) Night.

Even the pastor at my church vetoes this song every year in the Christmas line-up because she can't stand to hear people mangle that high note. A religious Christmas song being regularly rejected by a pastor sends a pretty clear message.

Dustin, I'm amazed you hold your composure and only lash out as infrequently as you do given that you open yourself up to the general (moronic) public on a daily basis. I certainly wouldn't be able to do it. I guess it's a gift.

Posted by: katy at November 19, 2007 12:28 PM

You know, figures that the two movies I actually have an interest in seeing (Love in the Time of Cholera and Southland Tales) bomb out while the movies that make me wonder "who would ever pay money to see that?" come out on top. I hate people.

My godmother is 5 feet even (I was taller than her by the time I was 10) and her husband is 6' 6". Love finds a way. Or something.

Posted by: Rusty at November 19, 2007 12:32 PM

"The other half: Reese Witherspoon. I just don't see it."

I don't see it either, but in my case it's because why on earth would Reese Witherspoon agree to work with Oily Asshole Vaughn?
Do they have something on her? Are both her kids accounted for? Is there a bomb on a bus somewhere?

Posted by: Loob at November 19, 2007 12:33 PM

"I am Beowulf!!!"

"This is Sparta!!!"

"By the power of Greyskull, I have the power!!!"

"They may take our wives, but they'll never take our FREEDOM!!!"

They're all interchangeable. I don't know how anyone takes any of this shit seriously.

Posted by: Case at November 19, 2007 12:34 PM

Thank you, Case, for reminding me of Hot Fuzz.

Posted by: Todd at November 19, 2007 12:43 PM

"Back that ass up!!!"

Posted by: Pookie at November 19, 2007 12:49 PM

We're also forgetting "The Mighty Quinn", some crappy action flick Denzel did in the 80's. Not an intentional comedy, but his attempting a Jamaican accent was pretty funny.

Posted by: Brie at November 19, 2007 12:56 PM

"How often do couples with three-foot height discrepancies wed? "
It's not three feet, but I am 5'2" and my husband is 6'8". We're a sight to see.

Posted by: AdaHaze at November 19, 2007 1:21 PM

1. MG: You have stopped at "I feel like stabbing people whenever Celine Dion sings".

2. Re no good holiday movies, how about a little love for Bad Santa?
True, it will never come close to The Bishops Wife (the original with Cary Grant, sorry Denzel), but it was hilarious.

Posted by: PaddyDog at November 19, 2007 1:27 PM

AdaHaze, that's a 18 inch difference, Impressive!!

Posted by: Pookie at November 19, 2007 1:32 PM

Bad Santa is the lone exception. I love that movie.

Posted by: Melody at November 19, 2007 1:46 PM

insertclevernamehere: In college I owned a t-shirt that had a dotted line running across my chest. Above it were the words in smallish type "You must be at least this tall to ride this ride."

One of my professors almost snarfed his coffee through his nose when he read my shirt. Right in the middle of a class discussion.

I'm at the other end of the height discrepancy in couples, though not as extreme as what other people have posted. I am over 5'9"; in heels, I hit six feet. So not super-tall, but for a girl I am well over average. Most of my youth, all I ever wanted was to have a boyfriend who towered over me, but oddly enough, I seemed to attract men who were all either shorter or my height. For a brief period, I was involved with a guy who was 6'5". It was like heaven, and his height completely overshadowed the fact that he was a total mess.

Mr. Pink has me by a whopping inch. I wore flats in our wedding.

And Case, I thought it was "They may take our LIVES..." Not wives. Maybe I heard it wrong.

Wait, "John Q" wasn't a comedy? 'Cause I nearly wet my pants laughing in that one.

Posted by: Alabamapink at November 19, 2007 1:57 PM

You have a point there PaddyDog, I can't stand her anyway, but I think my vitriol toward that particular song stems from working department store retail during the holiday season several years ago. They had a Christmas CD that had only about 12 songs on it, so during any given shift I heard her whine that high note through her nasal passages oh, about FIFTYTHOUSANDTIMES! I really think I hate almost all Christmas music because of that woman. But you're right Melody, the Cartman version does temper my fury a bit.

Posted by: MG at November 19, 2007 2:14 PM

What about that Denzel movie with John Lithgow as the villain? Now THAT was hilarious.

Posted by: Vermillion at November 19, 2007 2:54 PM

Ricochet, my good Vermillion. It was Ricochet. Complete with phone book samurai Aryan fights, and a Cable Guy finish.

Oh, Alabamapink, you're a peach. I'd hug you, but you know, at our respective heights that might constitute sexual assault on one or both of our parts.

Posted by: insertclevernamehere at November 19, 2007 3:03 PM

Off topic is in the eye of the bee-holder. On that note- fashion retail during the holiday season will break your spirit with it's music. Except in the Gap, where they mangle the classics until you don't even recognize them anymore. It's like progressive housemusic, with sleighbells and a baritone robot growling "Ho. Ho. HOOOOOO."

good times.

Posted by: that bees chick at November 19, 2007 3:29 PM

2. Re no good holiday movies, how about a little love for Bad Santa?

My holiday movie of choice is The Ref. Not a great flick, but it makes me laugh.

Posted by: appwitch at November 19, 2007 3:35 PM

Vince Vaughn and Reese Witherspoon in a Christmas movie? Was Linda Hunt unavailable? Does Reese pull back her hair revealing her elf lineage? I liked your original review of Mr. Marjoram blah blah. Saying he embarassed himself worse in this movie than Meet the Fukkers told me all I needed to know because that was worse than Ishtar which I had previously assumed was the black hole of movie nadir until Hoffman out did himself plumbing the depths with the new atrocity.

Posted by: OscarTamerz at November 19, 2007 4:00 PM

Vince Vaughn and Reese Witherspoon in a Christmas movie? Was Linda Hunt unavailable? Does Reese pull back her hair revealing her elf lineage? I liked your original review of Mr. Marjoram blah blah. Saying he embarassed himself worse in this movie than Meet the Fukkers told me all I needed to know because that was worse than Ishtar which I had previously assumed was the black hole of movie nadir until Hoffman out did himself plumbing the depths with the new atrocity.

Posted by: OscarTamerz at November 19, 2007 4:00 PM

At the moment I find Vince Vaughn about as amusing as a hysterectomy without anesthesia. The Break Up and Fred Claus?! Just deliver a hook kick to my throat, it would hurt less.

ALABAMAPINK: Thank you for representing the vertically gifted females like myself. I'm 5'11" barefoot; with heels, I'm a fucking amazon! I still daydream about dating a man taller than myself, but the only ones who seem interested remind me of the boys who always wanted to slow dance with me in junior high; think Marlene and Long Duk Dong...

Posted by: starkravingsane at November 19, 2007 4:49 PM

I'm a tiny bit under 6 feet tall and have dated several girls significantly shorter than I am. The only time I noticed is when we went bowling and they had to switch to flat bowling shoes. Heals really help. Know a couple (friends of my sister) where he is 6'3" and she is a Smurf (well, not blue but short - maybe 5'). From behind it looks like he is hanging with is kid sister.

Posted by: Brian at November 19, 2007 5:13 PM

Love finds a way. Or something.

Yes . . . led by a one-eyed serpent.

Posted by: socalledonlycousins at November 19, 2007 5:33 PM

Gah, I hate that my new job requires me to actually work. I feel like I haven't visited Pajiba in ages!

I'm with TK, I love the holidays. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm still dark & broody enough to truthfully claim Halloween as my favorite holiday, but the older I get, the more I look forward to Christmas. I'm certain that once husband and I succeed in our babymaking endeavours, Christmas will jump to the top of my "favorite days off" list. Although I don't know if that'll be due to actually loving the holiday or to not having to drive all over the state visiting family (husband's parents are divorced & hate each other - yay!!).

Having kids means never having to drive through a blizzard to open crappy presents.

Posted by: Kolby at November 19, 2007 7:03 PM

"I just don't see it. How often do couples with three-foot height discrepancies wed?"

In 1576 Mary Grey, great-grand daughter of Henry VII and sister of the nine day queen, married Thomas Keyes. She was about 4 feet tall and he was about 7 feet tall. It was a surprising love match among the usual arranged marriages of the day.

Posted by: karamello at November 19, 2007 7:44 PM

"Really, I already want to stab people every time I hear Celine Dion sing O Holy (motherfucking) Night."

Honestly, I feel like stabbing people every time she opens her mouth.

Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at November 20, 2007 2:28 PM

My mom is 5'2, my natural father was 6'10. I'm 5'8 and I refuse to date anyone who only comes nipple-high on me when I'm wearing heels.

Posted by: Kris at November 20, 2007 4:37 PM