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):
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>:
And my favourite, from outside The Caledonian last Summer (the blackboards and fences have since been taken down by the new management):
It 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.
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.
Tarantino on Grindhouse in The Times:
It’s kind of cool, what I’m doing – the New Zealand stunt girl in the film, Zoe Bell, she was Uma Thurman’s stunt double [in Kill Bill]. She’s gonna play herself and do her own stunts.