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Wish I Was Here Trailer


Aidan Bloom may look like he's got a lot going for him on the outside, in his prime at 35 with a beautiful wife and two loving children named Grace and Tucker, but the truth is he's floundering. He dreams of being an actor, but that's not a job you can guarantee stability from and thus he no longer has enough money to send his kids to a private school - even with the full to bursting swear jar. He decides to home tutor them after deciding against public school, and soon discovers that he's not the only one in his life who is having problems. With his father having his own issues and his daughter feeling deep regret after cutting off her hair, he starts to realise that he might have to save his family before he himself can be saved.

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The Brooklyn Brothers Beat the Best Review


OK
Fans of whimsical American indie movies will enjoy this ramshackle road comedy about a couple of losers who only come to life when they play their music. It's charming and cute, but there isn't much to it.

Lovelorn singer-songwriter Alex (O'Nan) is struggling to survive in New York after the departure of his latest musical partner (Ritter). And when he loses his day job, he decides to head back across country to stay with his older brother (McCarthy). Before he leaves, he has an encounter with crazed stalker-fan Jim (Weston), who proposes that they become a double-act and take a cross-country tour to an L.A. battle of the bands. He reluctantly goes along with this, and is even more nervous about letting the rather aggressive Cassidy (Kebbel) join them.

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Picture - Michael Weston , Tuesday 17th July 2012

Michael Weston Tuesday 17th July 2012 Los Angeles premiere of 'Shut Up And Play The Hits' at ArcLight Hollywood

The Brooklyn Brothers Beat The Best Trailer


Ditched by his beloved, budding musician Alex thinks things can't get much worse. But when he's fired by both his band mate and eventually his real estate office boss, it's safe to say that he hits rockbottom. Performing gigs at every opportunity (including a special needs school), he is in dire need of his big break. That's were Jim comes in. Jim is a musical enthusiast who develops big ideas after hearing Alex perform. He books a string of US tour dates for the two of them to embark on together to Alex's initial resentment and utter reluctance. Their amateur performances kick off at a wobbly start but the pair eventually start to bounce of one another and create a new sound that sparks interest from audiences. However, the tour comes to an abrupt halt when their unreliable 'tour manager' Cassidy abandons them and Alex is forced to quit the tour and escape to his brother's house where he goes on a journey of self-discovery.

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Wedding Daze Review


Weak
I've come across some absurd premises for movies in my day, but Wedding Daze (now bearing its third title) has to be one of the strangest.

Here's the setup: Hopeless romantic/loser Anderson (Jason Biggs, playing his usual persona yet again) proposes to his girlfriend so elaborately that she has a heart attack and dies on the spot. He mopes endlessly until his best friend (Michael Weston) goads him into getting back in the game. Anderson misunderstands... and proposes to the next girl he sees, Katie (Isla Fisher), the waitress at the diner where they're eating. It just so happens that Katie was proposed to the very day before all this happens; she doesn't want to marry that guy, so she agrees to marry Anderson on the spot. Who'd a thunk?

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Getting to Know You Review


Good
When I first heard of this film, I immediately got the title reference. Like Joyce Carol Oates, I have lived in Princeton, and remember vaguely that ad series (I believe it was for Bell Atlantic, but am not sure) that featured the song with the thoroughly annoying refrain "Getting to Know You / Getting to Know All About You." For the remainder of the film, this tidbit of a song was stuck in my head. The fact that the film opens with music that seems a slight variant to the song does not help. The presence of such a score in my head for an hour and a half on end is enough to drive just about anyone to insanity.

Perhaps it is the annoying idiosyncratic insanity of that television Ad series that compelled Joyce Carol Oates to write the collection "Heat." Perhaps the filmmakers also heard the ads and, although not compelled to switch their local phone company, were compelled to make a film that would bring this particular psychological thumbscrew to the minds of anyone who lived on the Eastern Seaboard while the ads were running.

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Getting to Know You Review


Good
When I first heard of this film, I immediately got the title reference. Like Joyce Carol Oates, I have lived in Princeton, and remember vaguely that ad series (I believe it was for Bell Atlantic, but am not sure) that featured the song with the thoroughly annoying refrain "Getting to Know You / Getting to Know All About You." For the remainder of the film, this tidbit of a song was stuck in my head. The fact that the film opens with music that seems a slight variant to the song does not help. The presence of such a score in my head for an hour and a half on end is enough to drive just about anyone to insanity.

Perhaps it is the annoying idiosyncratic insanity of that television Ad series that compelled Joyce Carol Oates to write the collection "Heat." Perhaps the filmmakers also heard the ads and, although not compelled to switch their local phone company, were compelled to make a film that would bring this particular psychological thumbscrew to the minds of anyone who lived on the Eastern Seaboard while the ads were running.

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The Dukes of Hazzard Review


Grim
Once the largely inept and uncouth cast shuts the heckup (i.e. stops trying to act) and starts burnin' rubber and wreckin' cars,there's some good ol' fun to be had in the slipshod big-screen rehash of"The Dukes of Hazzard."

But the first hour of the movie is a punishing parade ofprotracted establishing, colorless characters and painful performancesthat make the picture's amusingly harebrained TV inspiration look likesophisticated action-comedy by comparison.

Seann William Scott (Stiffler from "AmericanPie") and Johnny Knoxville (MTV's "Jackass")play moonshine-running country cousins Bo and Luke Duke -- although theyhave little in common with the sexy charmers in cowboy hats and sparklingsmiles created so charismatically by John Schneider and Tom Wopat in 1979.Scott and Knoxville have re-imagined the characters as the Appalachianequivalent of frat boys, and their acting consists mostly of screaming"woo-hoo!" as they drive around dirt roads at 80 mph.

But at least these two are good for the occasional lowbrowlaugh. Candy-pop "singer" and professional celebrity JessicaSimpson steps into Catherine Bach's butt-hugging cut-off Levi's as sexpotkin Daisy Duke, and she's such a catastrophe as an actress that every timeshe opens her Barbie-doll mouth, just her fake Georgia drawl is enoughto make your ears bleed -- never mind her fumbling dialogue. Knowing whereher assets lie, writer-director Jay Chandrasekhar ("Club Dread,""Super Troopers") does his best to keep Simpson as silent andscantily clad as possible. But even in a bikini, she seems rigid and plastic.

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Lucky Numbers Review


Weak

Leave it to director Nora Ephron to declaw a black comedy like "Lucky Numbers," turning it into something docile and almost sweet.

Writer and sometimes director of ubiquitous, twinkly Meg Ryan romances in the '90s ("When Harry Met Sally," "Sleepless In Seattle," "You've Got Mail"), Ephron just doesn't quite have the incisive sense of humor for this movie about a bankrupt TV weatherman whose Muprhy's Law life leads him to rig the state lottery. But goodness knows she makes a valiant effort.

John Travolta stars in "Numbers" as Russ Richards, the smarmy-charmy meteorologist for a Harrisburg, Penn. television station who milks his semi-celeb status for everything its worth (he has his own table and reserved parking at Denny's).

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