While Rob Thomas continues to pursue a feature movie version of “Veronica Mars,” Warner Brothers has officially passed on it, as Joel Silver noted that — based on the poor sales of “VM” season DVDs — it would not make financial sense. A shame, too, because Kristen Bell’s post-“VM” career seems to be quickly drying up. (Collider)
In other inconsequential news, I finally learned how to spell whippits today. I’d have probably learned sooner, but for all the whippits.
There’s a fun episode of “Sesame Street” currently in rotation, where Paul Rudd plays a bumbling prince who is called upon repeatedly to save a princess only to have the princess and her female friends end up doing all the saving. That’s the sort of progressive “Sesame Street” episode I wasn’t privy to growing up, which is why I lost three years of my life to glam metal. And in a related note, Paul Rudd has signed on to star in My Idiot Brother, from director Jesse Peretz, who wrote First Love, Last Rites, a pretty good LGBT movie back in the ’90s. In the movie, Rudd will play an “idealist dealing with his overbearing mother who crashes into the homes of his three ambitious sisters and, in succession, brings truth, happiness and a sunny disposition into their lives while also wreaking havoc.” (THR)
Yesterday, we announced that Bruce Willis would be starring in Anton Fuqua’s next film. A lot can change in a day. Fuqua has now abandoned whatever that project was in favor of directing a Tupac biopic. Or he was never attached to that other one in the first place. Whatever. Tupac! Set your pity on the runny kind. (Digital Spy)
Jerry Seinfeld has another project in the works. He’ll be directing a one-man show that offers a comical look at the downfall of many great civilizations. It will be hosted by … oh god … Colin Quinn. (Telecharge via Vulture)
I know you’ve all been dying to see Hank Azaria’s Gargamel in action, from the live-action Smurfs movie. Here he is bumping into Neil Patrick Harris. (Slashfilm)
Any dim hope that the Gulliver’s Travels movie might actually contain some of Jonathan Swift’s intelligent wit has been completely dashed by the new movie poster. Fuck you, Jack Black.
I’d completely forgotten that it was a possibility, but Adam Shankman has officially nixed the idea of a Hairspray sequel, saving us from another movie featuring John Travolta in drag. (UK Press)
Jeff Zucker, the man who has run NBC into the ground over the last several years, is on his way out. In a year’s time. With a $30 to $40 million severance package. Let’s weep for him. (NYPost via Movieline)