If you're cocky enough to think you know more minutae about the Italian Stallion than any other movie-going mook, stop by The Broadway Theatre in Pitman, N.J. Thursday night for a chance to win $500.
Doors open at 6:45 p.m. The trivial challenge begins at 7:30. A showing of Rocky Balboa starts at 8:30. Admission: $5 for adults, $3 for children and seniors.
I can now kid him about Laws of Attraction. I can tell him I didn't have the stomach to rent The Honeymooners remake.
He woke up at 4 a.m. this morning, Los Angeles time, and decided he needed a shave. It was dark. No one else was awake. He was pacing heavily. In a few hours, he would learn if the film he had put his heart into for several years was nominated for an Academy Award.
In case you were watching 24 ...
The ticker shows it's one hour and 18 minutes until the start of the dreamy Golden Globes marathon, and already we're glued to the TV Guide Channel, where Joan Rivers is conducting her annual pre-game show, getting actor James Woods to pretend that he is talking to his dog.
This is our favorite part of the awards show in our house. Four teenage boys are making flying monkey noises each time the camera shows the face under those blonde tresses. "She's like, what?" asks my son, "80 years old?"
Hollywood Today contends that the whole unknown-who-convinces-a-studio-to-let-him-star-in-his-own-screenplay story was just that - a story, cooked up by spinners and served by Stallone, himself.
Accounts of the day had Stallone walking into United Artists with his hand-written script and not giving up until they agreed to let him play Rocky. Studio heads told that tale. Stallone, himself, told it while doing press for the 1976 Oscar winner.
"Can you do it?"
Technically, he kept missing his deadline, says Inquirer film critic Carrie Rickey, who prepared straight-man prompts for the fictional Kazakhstani journalist played by Sacha Baron Cohen to answer in time for last Friday's opening of his mockumentary Borat!: The Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan.
Cohen was not doing interviews. He was only answering e-mails as Borat.
A. Thomas Schomberg, the Colorado sculptor who cast the well-traveled Rocky statue now back at the Philadelphia Museum of Art, is making the big guy in mantelpiece sizes.
A 12-inch version of the knick-knack champ, cast in resin and hand-painted, can be had for $98. A 20-inch edition is bronze-plated as well, and goes for $468.
This would be a clever bit of reporting, if I hadn't stolen the idea wholecloth from Jane Magazine's guest blogger, Lindsay Robertson, who seems to have pinched it from a friend who writes Cinetrix, who owes it all to the Los Angeles Times, which might have actually committed an original act of journalism and come up with the notion itself:
What would it show, anthropologically speaking, if we used Netflix' "local favorites" feature to show which movies are rented most often in which neighborhoods.
After seconds of in-depth research, I can report that Philadelphia's favorite movie - that is its "unique," the DVD people are renting that distinguishes Philadelphia from other markets - is ...