The 58 year old former 'SNL' cast member will be the replacement for the legendary Don Pardo, who passed away last month.
Comedian Darrell Hammond has been unveiled as the new announcer of long-running TV staple ‘Saturday Night Live’ when it returns for its fortieth season at the end of the month. He replaces the late Don Pardo, who had held that responsibility since the show’s debut way back in 1975 and had become an institution of late night television.
Faced with the task of replacing somebody with 39 years of experience and association with the show, ‘SNL’’s creator Lorne Michaels has gone for the next best thing in picking Hammond, who has served longer than any other performing member in the show's history, working in the cast from 1995 through to 2009.
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William Tyler Smith filmed most of his second film Kiss Me Again in Williamsburgh, Brooklyn; the same place where I make my residence. It's a small section of Brooklyn that houses hipsters, young post-college parents, and about 15 sushi restaurants, only three of which are necessary. Kiss Me Again doesn't so much as brush up against the endemic neighborhood, nor does it really allow for much more from its main characters.
Julian (Jeremy London) and Chalice (Katheryn Winnick) live the bohemian dream. They work at a college and a Planned Parenthood center (respectively), live with a bisexual girl with the telling name of Malika (Elisa Donovan), and they have nice normal sex in their nice normal apartment. As always, Julian strays when Elena (Mirelly Taylor), a student, gives him a flirt with a Spanish accent. After much bickering, the couple decides to take Elena to bed. Not long after, Chalice and Elena are meeting by themselves and Julian is being left to an academic probation board with his friend Michael (Darrell Hammond).
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Tailored specifically for packs of prepubescent girls, New York Minute will be eye candy for some and brain candy for all. It casts the camera-friendly siblings in a frothy Ferris Bueller-inspired day in the life of twin sisters spinning in opposite circles. Prim and proper Jane Ryan (Ashley) preps to give a speech at Columbia University that could earn her an Oxford scholarship. Slacker sister Roxy Ryan (Mary-Kate) just wants to skip school and stay one step ahead of a power-hungry truant officer (Eugene Levy) with cop envy.
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The "Scary Movie" horror spoofs must be some kind of mutant, alien movie franchise. There's just no other explanation for the fact that the sequels actually keep getting better. And unlike the hilarious but indefensibly scattershot second installment, "Scary Movie 3" even has a coherent combo-platter plot.
Serving up campy twists on The Ring's" killer-videotape plot and the alien invasion from Signs" -- with a little mock-"8 Mile" thrown in for flava -- the story catches up with wide-eyed dingbat heroine Anna Faris (who goofed on Neve Campbell's "Scream" character in the first two films) after she has become a blonde TV reporter (a la Naomi Watts in "The Ring") who discovers the creepy VHS cassette that curses anyone who watches it to die horribly in seven days. But when she tries to warn the world of its dangers, her producer puts his foot down: "No more paranoid on-air rants about the supernatural!"
Meanwhile Charlie Sheen -- returning to the kind of parody he showed such a deadpan knack for in 1991's "Hot Shots!" -- plays a farmer and former priest (shades of Mel Gibson in "Signs") whose cornfields have been flattened in a mysterious "crop circle" that from above reads "Attack Here!" with an arrow pointing to his house.
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Harmless, sweet and sprightly -- but wholly devoid of original thought -- "New York Minute" is the surprisingly smile-inducing big-screen debut of straight-to-video 'tween-queen twins Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen, who have made millions off of 8- to 12-year-old wannabes not yet versed enough in movies or culture to know a shopworn cliché when they see one.
This picture is basically more of the same, but with a slightly sharper sense of admittedly lowbrow humor that for the first time gives the bright-eyed 17-year-olds an appeal beyond their fan base of admiring little girls (and unsavory old men).
The girls, of course, play polar-opposite sisters from the New Jersey suburbs -- Ashley is uptight, conservative and studious, Mary-Kate is an innocuous punkette rebel and the (very unconvincing) drummer in a band -- who in the course of one crazy day in Manhattan come to a greater appreciation of each other's individuality.
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Yes, "Agent Cody Banks" is a "Spy Kids" clone. As such, I went into it expecting an uncreative, cash-in-on-a-trend children's movie -- the kind parents are loathe to suffer through, yet for some reason take their kids to see anyway.
But while its plot doesn't stand up to even a modest amount of logical scrutiny, the flick has a comical, junior-James Bond spirit that's hard to resist. Of course, there are a couple differences between James Bond and highly-trained CIA spook Cody Banks (played by "Malcolm In the Middle's" Frankie Muniz): 1) Cody is 15 and lives with his parents who don't know he's a spy, and 2) Cody is hopelessly inept at talking to girls.
His tendency to get tongue-tied around cute classmates becomes a major problem when his hubba-hubba CIA handler (Angie Harmon from "Law & Order") assigns him to get close to the adorable Natalie Conners (Hilary Duff, better known as the Disney Channel's "Lizzie McGuire"). It seems the girl's scientist father is unknowingly developing nanobot technology for a villain (the ominously tan Ian McShane) who wants the microscopic 'bots to eat away US missile guidance systems. It's part of his evil plan to render the country defenseless for no adequately explored reason.
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