It was just a matter of time before a kid from the Harry Potter movies went rogue and made a decidedly adult film. That kid is Rupert Grint, who stars with Robert Sheehan as two friends enjoying a summer break full of debauchery and whose relationship is tested when a cute yet dangerous girl enters their lives. Expect to forget all thoughts of Ron Weasley as scenes of drug use, drunkenness and casual sex blaze across the screen.
Release date: To be announced
Chance of box office success: This movie seems to aim more for critical success than fiscal. Plus, it'll most likely be a small-scale indie release and won't rack up the bucks that, for example, Star Trek might pull in.
Should you see it?: Yes, if you want to see a jaded view of the world through the eyes of effed-up teenagers.
You know Mo Rocca as the history-obsessed "media gadfly" who's always got a witty comment for whatever's going on in pop culture or politics.
He's a staple of those cable commentary clip shows we've all come to know and love. We're still waiting for the day when a cable news network decides to dump a dimwitted talking head and give him an hour in primetime.
Rocca will appear on Wednesday at the Jewish Family Service's For the Love of Family event at Richardson's Eisemann Center (ticket info here). We caught up with him by e-mail for a little back and forth:
And while we're in the previewing kind of mood, here's a delicious quote from St. Vincent (AKA Dallas' Annie Clark) that will appear in our piece on her next week.
"I got really obsessed with Snow White and Cinderella and watching the Disney movies from the '30s, where women still sang like a theramin. I found that when I was rewatching them that none of the magic was lost. ... So I wanted to incorporate that whimsical thing into the record. But I also love a really violent guitar sound, so I thought I should combine two things I love into one and see if it works."
Skin: I know you're a huge Alec Baldwin fan. I dig him as well. But it does make me wonder, is Alec better than all of his siblings combined? All of the other Baldwin work is a pop-culture blur more confusing than Arquette Chili. One of the Baldwins played himself on The Sopranos, one of 'em married the pop singing group Wilson Phillips, and they sucked, so that complicates matters even more. I think another one went on to become NBA point guard Bob Sura -- not sure which one. Maybe it was the dude from The Usual Suspects.
Ben: Clearly, Alec is the Obi-Wan Kenobi of that crew and the rest of them are just aliens at the Space Bar getting bottle service on his tab. Their story is not unlike the story of the Jackson Five, with the exception of most, if not all of it. 30 Rock is one of the greatest shows on television, yet you refuse to get on board. You might as well get a giant gold medallion that reads: I SUCK. Maybe you could buy one at the I Suck Store. I've never heard of it, but my guess is that you have a large line of credit there, and when you walk in everyone says your name like they do for Norm on Cheers.
Skin: I'm not happy about my 30 Rock oversight either. It's just too late to get on board. I'm so behind on my TV viewing -- I'm like halfway through season 2 of Alf. BTW, there's a sitcom with that blonde chick from Melrose Place and Summer School, and I think the Baldwin brother that got busted with blow plays Jim Belushi on it. So then, what is more pathetic in your opinion: the brother of Bill Murray basically doing an awful imitation of Winger from Stripes in Moving Violations or Jim Belushi in anything. And also Steve Guttenburg?
Ben: I hear you. John Murray's performance in Moving Violations has haunted me for years, although that movie did fire up my young loins for giant-racked, mouse-voice-chirping, super-medium-hot-but-huge-canned Jennifer Tilly. Along those same lines, I've been seeing Chris Farley's younger brother Kevin doing a terribly disturbing impersonation of Chris in a few things of late. I wonder if David Spade is getting his punter leg loose on the sidelines, in hopes that a barrel-bottom-scavenging catfish like Kevin Farley can somehow get him back on the field in Hollywood. You know, come to think of it, you and I are quite a bit like Chris Farley and David Spade. Oh dear, I better get my affairs in order.
Everyone get your Ticketmaster-trigger fingers ready: U2 tickets go on sale to everyone (not just fan-club members) this morning at 10 for the band's concert at the Cowboys still-unnamed stadium on Oct. 12. The ambitious stadium setup will be an in-the-round type experience, with a giant claw-o-speakers-and-screens. Read more about it here. Prices range from $30 to $250. 214-373-8000. ticketmaster.com.
Comedy veteran Paul Mooney just wrapped up a weekend run at the Addison Improv. Tonight, he'll perform at The Lodge, along with opening act AwkQuarius, also known as Pikahsso and Tahiti (Pik talks about it here). (For those who don't know, be advised that The Lodge is a gentleman's club. No word on this event mashing up with the venue's usual attractions.) 10530 Spangler Road. 7:15 p.m. Admission is free, but you must RSVP to rsvp@amspictures.com.
Rock veteran Mike Watt (of Minutemen and Firehose fame) performs with his band the Missing Men, and opening acts Lions and the Golden Boys. Granada Theater, 3524 Greenville Ave. Doors at 7, show at 8 p.m. $12 and $16. granadatheater.com.
Longtime scene suppporter Paul Slavens, who you can see donning a powdered wig with his Chameleon Chamber Groupon the current cover of Quick, performs his weekly solo show at 10 p.m. at Dan's Silverleaf, 103 Industrial St., Denton. 940-320-2000. danssilverleaf.com.
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