You get Army Elvis! Sideburns 1960s-Hollywood Elvis (drool)! 1970s jumpsuit Elvis! Sweet! Plus you get a CD with three era-appropriate songs: "Hound Dog," "Follow that Dream," and "The Wonder of You." AND, duh, three thingies of baby aspirin-tasting Pez candy.
Still, I'm a little disappointed...no Hillbilly Cat Elvis? No Gold Suit Elvis? Read more »
Try explaining a Damon Packard film to someone who hasn't seen one and you will fail. The best you can achieve is a description: "It's a sequel to Logan's Run, kind of, but with a lot of 1984, clips from Dateline NBC's To Catch a Predator, and roller skaters jamming to 'Never Knew Love like This Before.'<0x2009>"
Seriously, can you even imagine what that's like? Read more »
Film intern Jennique Mason pays tribute to Heath Ledger.
“I love you baby…” You remember, those bleachers and Letters to Cleo on the roof? Yup. You heard it. Hunky Heath is dead! Growing up with him, charting his successes, his breakthroughs, his 10 Things I Hate About Yous, quite frankly, I’m devastated. According to the Hollywood Star, and every other internet rag obsessed with celebrity, the Australian-born actor was found dead in his SoHo apartment this afternoon. Read more »
Back with his second report from the 2008 Sundance Film Festival, it's Midnites for Maniacs programmer and Guardian contributor Jesse Hawthorne Ficks.
In Bruges - directed by Martin McDonagh (UK)
Colin Farrell is the most underrated, overhated actor of the the past few years. His range was genuinely stunning in Sundance's opening night film. Read more »
This documentary film by Sam Wainwright Douglas and Paul Lovelace achieves the unbelievable feat of capturing Greenwich Village’s two most notorious folkies: Steve Weber and Peter Stampfel. In the wake of the Beats and the
dawn of the hippies, the Holy Modal Rounders destroyed what was then the relatively predictable boundaries of the folk genre. Read more »
Andreas Geiger turns his camera on his hometown of Donzdorf, Germany, a tidy little village containing half-timber houses, oompah bandloving old-timers, and the hugely successful metal label Nuclear Blast. Clocking in at just under an hour, Heavy Metal in the Country does peek into the Nuclear Blast HQ where middle-aged moms carefully tape-gun mail-order packages stuffed with Eddie statues, Cannibal Corpse LPs, and T-shirts glorifying corpsepainted Norwegians Dimmu Borgir but this isn't a doc about the label. Read more »