Film clips, casting news, anger toward Canada. A normal day, really.

First, anger. Screw Canada.

Black Swan

A bunch of film clips for Natalie Portman’s lesbo masturbation fest (meaning MY favorite film of the year) Black Swan have come online. There’s a whole bunch of them, so I just included the one where it’s closest to seeing Natalie Portman and Mila Kunis doing it. The rest can be found here.

I Am Number Four

Poster for I Am Number Four is out. Looks cool. Two things. All Canadians are number twos. (poop) and is it just me or does it look like he just ripped off his blue balls? He’s probably thinking, “This is what happens when I Am Number Four, and by Number Four I mean HORNY!” Let this be a lesson to you, ladies. If you leave a man with blue balls, they will begin to glow, and he will be forced to rip them off.

Triple Frontier

Tom Hanks has reportedly signed up for Triple Frontier, Academy Award winner Kathryn Bigelow’s follow up to The Hurt Locker. The film is said to be an action adventure story set in the border zone between Paraguay, Argentina, and Brazil. Johnny Depp is also rumored to be circling the film.

I think she should do a female version of Deuce Bigelow, if for no other reason than her name.

Cloud Atlas

Halle Berry has recently said she will be in The Wachowski’s next film, Cloud Atlas, and she also stated that Tom Hanks and Natalie Portman will be in the film, although no other casting has been confirmed as of yet. The video for what she said is below, the first minute or so is all that’s worth watching, at least in regards to Cloud Atlas, then she talks about other crap and I wasn’t listening cause I started thinking about her in Monster’s Ball, then about twenty minutes later I had to take a nap. Sorry, I started writing this morning, but it was an epic… nap. So here’s the video, then I’m quoting what the film is supposed to be about because there’s no way for me to summarize cause it makes no sense.

“A reluctant voyager crossing the Pacific in 1850; a disinherited composer blagging a precarious livelihood in between-the-wars Belgium; a high-minded journalist in Governor Reagan’s California; a vanity publisher fleeing his gangland creditors; a genetically modified “dinery server” on death-row; and Zachry, a young Pacific Islander witnessing the nightfall of science and civilisation — the narrators of Cloud Atlas hear each other’s echoes down the corridor of history, and their destinies are changed in ways great and small.”

Whatever that means.