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Original Naked Gun director David Zucker has gone back on the attack over the recent reboot starring Liam Neeson, after appearing to soften his tone in the wake of its release.

My god, what have we become as a society?

Kim who? Ah, right … famous for being famous. I don’t miss that ex.

the hell they going to show on MTV now?

Movie stars have been on a journey this fall, and it hasn’t been especially big, bold or beautiful. Actually, on second thought, maybe there is something bold about the way audiences have rejected, in quick succession, new movies collectively starring Margot Robbie, Colin Farrell, Dwayne Johnson, Emily Blunt, Channing Tatum, Kristen Dunst, Jennifer Lopez, Julia Roberts, Andrew Garfield, Keanu Reeves, Seth Rogen and none other than Daniel Day-Lewis. This group of actors that would constitute an especially star-studded Oscars broadcast couldn’t muster a single hit among them. Even Leonardo DiCaprio must accept his status as the exception that proves the rule: his movie One Battle After Another is heading toward a respectable $200m worldwide – and all it took was one of the biggest stars in the world with support from familiar faces Sean Penn and Benicio del Toro, a multiple-time Oscar nominee directing with an Imax-sized budget, and almost universally rapturous reviews. Put all that together in an adult-driven drama and maybe you can outgross, and lose somewhat less money than, Disney’s Snow White remake. (One Battle is unlikely to turn a profit on its theatrical release.)

There’s more bleeding red neon than imagined coming out of Disney’s Tron: Ares. Deadline has learned from sources that the third chapter in the 43-year old videogame matrix protagonist story actually cost $220 million net, not the reported $170 million to $180 million that was floated out there.

I’ve never met a billionaire before. And this isn’t how I imagined it would go. Don’t get me wrong: his brightly lit Manhattan office is pleasant, but not unusual. The pipes are scalding hot. As his assistant leads me through to the meeting room, I’m fairly sure I can spot discarded paper plates from pizza slices poking out of the kitchen bin. In other words, it is similar to most of the city’s workplaces.

While mired in controversy from all sides, the Walt Disney Company has unveiled price hikes for Disney+ and its other streaming services today.

The ABC late-night host is returning to broadcast on Tuesday following a brief-but-monumental suspension that sparked a national debate over the Trump Administration’s pressure tactics and the modern limits and consequences of free speech.

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Mocking Donald Trump as well, last night Kimmel said on his show: “We hit some new lows over the weekend with the MAGA gang desperately trying to characterize this kid who murdered Charlie Kirk as anything other than one of them and doing everything they can to score political points from it.”

From the “mammy” and “jezebel” to the “magical negro” and “tragic mulatto,” these onscreen portrayals have consistently reinforced racist ideas all while negatively shaping how mainstream (read: non-Black) audiences perceive Black lives in real life. Despite the many achievements and progress that Black entertainers have amassed, those archetypes have still found their way in various television and movies, positioning Black characters in service to white storylines–which only threaten to flatten our complexity with every line.

Tina Woods was sitting in a taxi when the dancing bug bit. It was after midnight and she and two friends were heading home from another friend’s 60th birthday party. South-west London rolled past the window. They had had a bit to drink. As they passed Le Fez nightclub, they realised they didn’t want to go home. “We were like: let’s go dancing before we go to bed,” she says.

One of my favorite action/scifi movies ever, Hardcore Henry is free to stream on Plex.

Mark Rober is the Glitter Bomb guy. This has potential.

At the time, the New York depicted in the media wasn’t glamorous — it was frightening. Crime, riots, filthy streets.

This is, in a sense, a personal failure, but I always find it surprising that musicians are also erudite.

If you've not seen this episode, fire up whatever streaming service it's on or hoist the sails. The is the first episode I've watched in years, and I feel like they've still got it.

Parenthetical added on account of "holiday" stateside tending to be Christmas music, and Mariah Carey is nowhere to be found in the story.

Once upon a time, film-makers were mysterious sorcerers hunched over Steenbecks and smoke machines, conjuring cinematic magic from the recesses of their cerebellums. These days it seems they spend half their time on Reddit, fighting like gremlins to stay one step ahead of the hive mind.