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Last week a still from a new Disney animation film, “The Princess and the Frog” hit the Internet.

Normally I wouldn’t care. Okay, that’s the understatement of the year. It’s a Disney movie. It has the word “Princess” in the title. I’d be more interested in Mitt Romney reading a phonebook. Read the rest of this entry �

Goodbye, paper

As a member of the Writer’s Guild of America, Brian Michael Bendis receives packages full of DVD screeners, scripts and various movie-related paraphernalia. He gets to watch flicks such as “Juno” and “There Will Be Blood” from the comfort of his Portland, Ore. home while the rest of America contends with sticky theater floors, over-priced popcorn and text messaging teenagers.

Bendis, best known for his work on Marvel Comics such as “Ultimate Spider-Man” and “The New Avengers,” got something different this year: a flash drive full of all the year’s screenplays.  Read the rest of this entry �

Credit where credit is due — my editor Katie Dolac made a pretty good point when we were deciding how to cover last week’s appearance by Hannah Montana costar Mitchel Musso. The real story wasn’t Musso — the real story was all the people who stood in line for hours to meet the star.

That’s a story I can get behind. I’ve stood on my share  of lines to meet people or to do things that others might think was pretty dumb. And, as I’m sure many of the 3,000 plus who came out to meet Musso learned, the real fun isn’t the couple seconds with a disinterested celebrity — it’s the fun getting there. This is going to read super-cheesy, but it’s true: the real fun is the memories you’ll make with your friends in line.

Don’t believe me? Here’s part of an e-mail I got from a reader after the event: Read the rest of this entry �

I’m bound to live something like the opening scene of “Office Space” in the next couple weeks:

I’ll be driving along the Prince William Parkway, playing music at unhealthy decibels. I’ll pull up to a stoplight and glance over at the car next to me. Whoever it is, I’ll turn the volume down and roll up my window, as they’ll be giving me strange looks.

Unlike “Office Space,” I won’t be listening to gangsta rap. I’ll be listening to “Sweeney Todd.” Read the rest of this entry �

South Park’s Kyle Broflovski’s lament:

“It’s hard to be a Jew on Christmas.”

Christmas, like Super Bowl Sunday for non-sports fans, is the most dreadfully boring day of the year for us Hebrews (and Muslims, Buddhists, Hindus, atheists and everyone else who doesn’t celebrate the birth of Christ).

Just about everything is closed. D.C. looks the opening scene of “28 Days Later.” The movies—the most reliable source of entertainment for the season, are hit or miss. (I still want my money back from “Night at the Museum.”) Read the rest of this entry �