Talk about a strip…tease. The first trailer for Magic Mike XXL hit the Internets this week, even though we won’t be able to see it in theatres until summer.
News hit the Twitterverse via the director himself, Paul Feig, who tweeted the mosaic image of the would-be cast for the new movie, saying that it's just about contract discussions now. This means that soon we can expect Leslie Jones, Melissa McCarthy, Kristen Wiig and Kate McKinnon in beige jumpsuits with ectoplasm everywhere.
Whether you are swearing off the big game because you're still pissed Green Bay is out, or you only watch CFL (some of us!), or you just don’t care who wins the sportsball tournament event, there are other options on The Sunday besides decrying our nation’s inability to see cool Superbowl ads, at least until the next day on the Internets.
Looking for some resolutions not involving weight loss or deprivation? Join me in my quest to clean up my entertainment behaviour for 2015.
Let's start by purging these five bad entertainment habits and feel renewed, invigorated, and make a commitment to enjoy your down-time this year. You deserve it!
After much swearing, debate, and attempts to remember our Google passwords, my husband and I successfully rented The Interview - the movie North Korea (allegedly) didn’t want any of us to see.
So far, two days past our rental, our internet (and personal freedoms) are still intact.
A rather short-lived, completely wacky and much beloved institution of late, late night TV has come to an end. Secretariat will go out to pasture, Geoff Peterson the Robot Sidekick will go into storage, and the best late show on TV will go dark as Craig Ferguson kicks in his fireplace set on The Late Late Show and moves on with his career.
One of the best things about the holidays is getting together and cozying up with a family favourite movie or special. Warm feelings are great, but they won’t keep you full and happy while you watch these heartwarming scenes, so here are some great pairings you can (mostly) whip up faster than an elf's wink.
At the risk of sounding frumpy, do we need the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show?
I will admit to being a jeans and T-shirt sort of gal, and not exactly thrilled with the ever-changing world of fashion, but is underwear really changing annually? And changing so much, so fast, that we should all tune in to an hour-long undie extravaganza in which all of the models sport angel wings? (Which is enough for, like, a whole other blog.)
This feels like something that belongs in the vault along with Miss America.
There are tons of entries in the holiday movie canon featuring reluctant heroes, urgent adventures, and hearts growing three sizes in one day. Amongst the peppermint-wrapped sentiments and life lessons, one thing is certain: there is always family. They’re just not always the nicest people.
YMC rounded up the Top 5 Worst Holiday Movie Families, but just because they’re the worst, it doesn’t mean they’re not worth watching. (Even if it's just to be thankful they're not your family.)
It looks like Toula Portokalos' dreams will come true again as Entertainment Weekly reports that Nia Vardalos' planned sequel to her hit film My Big Fat Greek Wedding will be distributed by Universal Studios. Toula of course, is the ugly duckling-turned-bride from the film, which if you haven't seen, you must have at least heard about (if you can recall your buzz all the way back to 2002).
It's been a while since This Hour Has 22 Minutes was appointment viewing for me, but there's a new reason to really enjoy the satirical news tonight: Kelly Oxford will be on the desk.
For those of us who tend to celebrate the arrival of Saturday night with loose pants, a snack, and a worn-in spot on the couch, there's been a steady date available for the past 40 years. He's starting to be a bit paunchy around the edges and sometimes makes questionable fashion choices, but he's always there for us—Saturday Night Live.
With so many positive and interesting reviews around for the sci-fi actioner Snowpiercer, I just had to give it a try. Firmly categorized under "Dystopian Future," the film follows the few fortunate souls who boarded a luxury train that circumnavigates the globe, and are the sole survivors of a new ice age that has claimed the rest of the world.
There’s an entire genre of film and TV that I avoid — mostly — if at all possible. The older I get and the more that real-world fears are presented (and exploited) for entertainment, the more I stick my Halloweenie head in the sand when it comes to horror and even some action-thrillers (usually the kind involving children or dogs being hurt).
The bizarre, beloved (and also loathed) world of Twin Peaks will be returning to TV in 2016 with a limited run on the Showtime Channel in the U.S., to be directed by co-creator David Lynch. The revival will be set exactly 25 years later, which coincides neatly with the actual end of the series.
You don't get to call yourself "Queen of Screen" without wielding the remote with a sense of confidence, competence and complete command of the digital TV guide. There's no battle at my house - even while we're actively watching, the remote rests with me. But it occurred to me when talking about TV with friends that our house may be a minority, and a lot of modern advertising would have us believe the same thing: men are in charge of the remote. It's part of the whole gender division of which toys are for big boys.
It's been so many long years since I used "party" as a verb (or left the house on Friday night, or saw a movie with language that isn't for little ears) that a little peek into the lives of fictional college kids living it up in a frat house is as good as a trip to another country or planet. That's pretty much where the main characters in Neighbors (with apologies to your Canadian eyes—I know we're missing a "u," but you have to spell it like the movie says) are coming from.
