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The Return of the Spelling Police (Wellington Division)

By Cinema, Cricket, Food & Drink and Wellington

Over the last couple of weeks both the Penthouse and the Paramount have upgraded their web­sites – the Penthouse scores marks for hav­ing their ses­sion grid avail­able only a click away from the front page and the Paramount scores bonus marks for hav­ing the ses­sion grid right there on the front page – no extra clicking.

Paramount loses ser­i­ous marks because the film titles aren’t click­able! You have to go to anoth­er menu to read about the films. Counter-intuitive, dudes.

My favour­ite aspect (in a schaden­freude-y sort of way) of the Paramount’s new design is the lack of atten­tion to detail, as dis­played in the fol­low­ing image (snapped today, may have been fixed by the time you get there but it has been like that for more than three weeks):

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Notice how they man­age to mis-spell the title of the film and all the mem­bers of the cast. Re-spect to Altman, though, as they got him right.

To prove that I’m not pick­ing on them, here are a couple of choice Wellington chalk-typos. The first from a couple of weeks ago out­side <for­get the name, on the corner of Cuba and Vivian>:

Duck Brest
(click to enlarge)

And my favour­ite, from out­side The Caledonian last Summer (the black­boards and fences have since been taken down by the new management):

Big Screen Cricet
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Review: Hot Fuzz and five more ...

By Cinema and Reviews

Hot Fuzz posterIt is, of course, com­pletely bril­liant. And loud. And while it’s not quite as per­fect as pre­de­cessor (and cinema re-definer) Shaun of the Dead, Hot Fuzz is as enter­tain­ing a night out as you’ll find anywhere.

Co-creator Simon Pegg plays PC Nicholas Angel, top cop, so good he’s mak­ing the rest of the Met look bad. He’s reas­signed to the sleepy west coun­try vil­lage of Sandford where, apart from a one-swan crime-spree, the peace is nev­er breached. Of course, in a pic­tur­esque English vil­lage noth­ing is what it seems and Angel and part­ner Danny Butterman (Nick Frost) are going to bust this thing wide open, whatever “it” might actu­ally be.

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Monday Morning Box Office from Defamer

By Asides and Cinema

Monday Morning Box Office from Defamer:

1. 300–$70.025 mil­lion
A what-the-fuck run at the box office fea­tur­ing a $44 mil­lion open­ing for Nic Cage art film Ghost Rider and $38 mil­lion for critic-proof John Travolta leather-daddy road-trip pic­ture Wild Hogs just got what-the-fuckier with 300 set­ting the record for the best-ever March debut. Even the pres­id­ent of Warner Bros. dis­tri­bu­tion dared to dream of a $35-$40 mil­lion first week­end, under­es­tim­at­ing the pub­lic’s appet­ite for epic, CGI-enhanced Greek bond­age flicks (sweaty six-packs really pop with com­puter high­light­ing) by about half.