Sorry E! Online Skeptics & Maclen, Some Truth For Your Weekend

Let's get Inept Team Maclen: Party Of One out of the way. He's easily disposable!

maclen: I do seem to recall when the film was in postdevel last year...the film which had been dropped by fox searchlight for funding and distribution, got funded by a few no name agencies for the express purpose of getting the film placed on the "cannes marketplace" for possible distributors. But yes, as the fansies are no doubt hoping, perhaps it's got a chance with some other film festival! And with paltrow dumping of the Danish Girl, that film is so clearly dead.

Rabbit Hole was never dropped from Fox Searchlight. Rabbit Hole was never picked up by a few no name agencies. It's always been with Odd Lot Entertainment who successfully sold it at Cannes last year for international distribution to all foreign markets.

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Evidently maclen with his nonsensical air quotes thinks the Cannes marketplace is somehow a joke. It's the biggest venue to sell your film and it's been around for decades.

No maclen we don't have to wager or surmise...we know you are lying about Danish Girl


maclen: There was of course, the just in the news Monte carlo, that seems to have gotten life again, because...kidman is NOT to star in it! And then there was a chance kidman would have a bit part in it... until Variety settled that she was in fact NOT to be in it at all.

Yes it is getting press but maclen you have no idea why. The real reason is because filming had already started in Hungary days ago and it's reported the production will move to Paris later on to shoot some scenes. Given the fact that Kidman is in Hawaii now filming another movie, and most likely has obligations for Danish Girl and possibly Rabbit Hole besides her personal and family obligations....scheduling conflicts are in fact the reason she's not doing the film.


maclen: So, kidmans "cameo" IS gonna be platered all over the nets...and so there goes any "surprise" factor...although if the only surprise is to be that kidman is doing a "comedic" role...that is hardly a "career saving" role. She will of course... fail.

Once again maclen nothing but lies. You are the one that labeled the part as a super secret cameo. That was never going to happen as we now know because Kidman's part included outdoor scenes on location. And that location has been photographed for days before Kidman got there and photos released to the public. Take a look....

Just Go With It Set Photos

There's 4 pages worth of photos from the set starting when Aniston and Sandler got to Hawaii. Case in point, from 04/14/10. Kidman wasn't on location until the 22nd!


















maclen, you've been skewered!



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Stagecoach 2010: Keith Urban handily conquers the Empire Polo Field, Sugarland delights too

posted by BEN WENER, THE ORANGE COUNTY REGISTER

















What Stagecoach, this weekend’s ongoing orgy of country music, BBQ and beer in Indio, is still learning from its cooler older cousin Coachella is that performances out here on the verdant but dusty Empire Polo Field ought to be momentous. That’s what makes a festival memorable: singular sensations. But in all honesty, though Stagecoach has never failed to be a good time, even for a non-NASCAR watcher like myself, it hasn’t exactly produced a great many one-of-a-kind performances.

Most of the ones that stand out most still seem like little more than events: the Judds reunion plus the pairing of the Eagles with John Fogerty in ’08, for instance, or the gutsy, genre-busting appearance from Kid Rock last year, enhanced by a red-hot Miranda Lambert just before it. A great many of the Big Guns — George Strait, Kenny Chesney (twice in three years), Brad Paisley, Rascal Flatts, Tim McGraw, Carrie Underwood, Alan Jackson, Reba McEntire — have all given perfectly enjoyable yet completely by-the-numbers performances.

Any country star worth his/her weight in platinum is capable of delivering a well-rehearsed production to an immense amount of people; that sort of thing happens all year long at stadium rodeos and state fairs from here to Tallahassee. No, I’m talking about seizing the moment on such a grand scale and achieving something significant with it.

Just as there’s a difference between, say, seeing Paul McCartney eulogize John, George and Linda at midnight under the desert stars at Coachella ’09 and taking in just another arena show from him somewhere along the way, so should there be (we hope) something noticeably unique about the performances from mega-popular acts like Keith Urban, Sugarland, Brooks & Dunn and Toby Keith, this fourth Stagecoach’s primary attractions.

So kudos to Urban and Sugarland — Saturday night’s stars — for rising to the occasion.

Straying from routine, even in the littlest ways, helped lift what were already knockout performances to the level of local legend. Keith Urban fans for sure will be talking about the night he flat-out owned a crowd of roughly 60,000 tired but plenty rowdy people — it’s by far the Australian star’s largest performance in Southern California ever, more or less equaling the last several arena sell-outs he’s raked in combined.

Indeed, though I freely admit that at 3:30 a.m. I could be making MUCH to big a deal out of this, I don’t know that Urban has had a moment quite so huge in America since he finally started taking it by storm in the middle of the past decade. Well, surely his Live Earth duet three years ago with Alicia Keys on “Gimme Shelter” has more national stature, but the West Coast has never seen him reign over so many fans all at once. I gather he’s played to as many people at forebear festivals in Texas or somewhere in the South. But this felt like the Keith Urban Show from the get-go, with a first-rate Sugarland (at the start of its own country-crossing tour) opening.

It was such a ginormous experience, seemingly predicated on one or two major performers — and it was presented as such a sprawling unifying event — that it now has much of our crew buzzing about how Goldenvoice could conceivably stage fantastic headliner-plus-three bills out here in much the same manner. You could easily see Dave Matthews Band doing it, for instance, or Jimmy Buffett. But the list of possibilities runs deep into stadium-fillers fast: U2, Madonna, the Stones, Springsteen (say, with Tom Petty), Bon Jovi (how about with John Mellencamp and Counting Crows?), or maybe two sets from Pearl Jam, definitely Radiohead, maybe Coldplay with three British mainstays, or a Foo Fighters/Green Day pairing? Heck, keep it in country: Garth Brooks in his full Garth glory, were he ever willing, would draw huge simply on his own. (And how about having him do albums in their entirety?)

What set Urban’s performance apart for me, though, were its hints of spontaneity (not all of his between-song asides felt like rehearsed patter) and, as with much of Sugarland’s set, the near-obliteration of any notion of country music in his tunes.

Merle Haggard and Ray Price — that’s country music. Nettles definitely boldly belts on the mic, and she gets plenty of showcases: “Settlin’,” “Baby Girl,” “Already Gone,” “All I Want to Do.” But Sugarland is still spit-polished poptopia with twang, littered with party-starting covers (even Blondie’s “Heart of Glass”) that help blur the lines between Nashville and NYC.

Likewise, Urban is purely big boom rock with shredding solos — more Journey with Neal Schon attempting his best Clapton in the thick of “Open Arms” than anything you’ll get out of McGraw or Paisley at any show. Every song Urban serves up that isn’t a chipper romantic ditty (like “Days Go By” or “Sweet Thing”) almost inevitably starts dramatically and builds to a fret-wailing finish. (Think “Stupid Boy.” But then again, don’t think that the chipper romantic ditties don’t also have wicked awesome solos strewn throughout them.)

Urban is only branded country because KLOS doesn’t play him. Yet though he’s not without his formulaic shtick (he asked the crowd a few too many times if they felt like singing along), he also comes from that same go-with-it looseness that informed Kid Rock’s ridiculously fun performance last year. Urban’s a nice guy — his idea of breaking away from the script is to get the sign-language lady to translate “elephant in a tutu.” But the mere fact that he broke through the barrier and tried to reach the audience personally — indeed, he’s just about the only Stagecoach performer of his magnitude that I’ve seen enter the crowd and play a few from a different vantage point — well, that spoke volumes about the difference between Urban and everyone else emanating from Nashville.

He’s a modest original for the genre, but an original all the same — and he’s set the bar very high for Sunday’s main fare: whatever Toby Keith has cooked up and what could possibly be Brooks & Dunn’s last performance in California for many, many years.


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Readers, enjoy your weekend!