Nicknamed ‘Hot Rod’ Piper was a key player in the early days of WrestleMania.
The pro wrestling world is mourning the loss of one of its biggest stars, ‘Rowdy’ Roddy Piper who has died aged 61. Piper’s death was announced on Friday by TMZ who reported the wrestling legend had died from cardiac arrest in his sleep at his home in Hollywood on Thursday night.
Wrestling icon Roddy Piper has died aged 61.
Born Roderick Toombs, Piper hailed from Canada, but spent his wrestling career playing up his Scottish heritage, wearing a kilt to the ring and being billed as from Glasgow, Scotland. Piper’s pro wrestling career began in the early 1970s where he worked for organisations including the AWA and the NWA.
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Mr. T to host renovation series for the DIY Network, 'I Pity the Tool'.
Mr. T will return to television with a new series, I Pity the Tool. The actor, whose real name is Laurence Tureaud, will be hosting the show for the DIY Network. The network announced the upcoming show on Thursday (19th March). I Pity the Tool, named in homage to Mr. T's famed catch-phrase, will see the 62-year-old actor and his crew remodelling family homes in his hometown of Chicago.
Mr. T will host the new DIY Network series.
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Brandi Glanville and Mr. T - The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills stars Brandi Glanville and Lisa Vanderpump meet with The A-Team star Mr. T and then dined at Villa Blanca in Beverly Hills - Los Angeles, CA, United States - Tuesday 3rd September 2013
Like a comically deranged Twilight Zone episode, this colourful animated feature underscores its fantastical story with some intriguingly serious issues. But it never gets preachy, and a stream of warped humour will keep adults chuckling all the way through.
Geeky inventor Flint (voiced by Hader) has finally created something that will make him famous: a machine that makes food from water. When it's inadvertently catapulted into the clouds, it starts raining cheeseburgers, much to everyone's delight. Now famous, he remotely programmes the machine to rain everything from ice cream to spaghetti and meatballs. While Flint's mono-browed dad (Caan) doesn't really get him, the greedy mayor (Campbell) wants a piece of his success. Meanwhile, Flint meets weather reporter Sam (Faris), who might actually understand him.
Filmmakers Lord and Miller somehow manage to keep the film utterly silly, with outrageous visual flourishes and zany comical asides, while maintaining a sharp intelligence beneath the surface. As a result, grown-ups will probably find the film funnier than kids, who will be entranced by the visual antics and miss the sophisticated wit. And they quietly hide the serious subtext as well, including a knowing look at celebrity and pointed comments on how tricky it is for people to truly communicate.
But all of this is mere icing on the cake, as it were, for a film that's raucous, nonstop fun. Images of food falling from the sky are pure dreamlike fantasy, especially when Flint's machine overheats and produces oversized culinary delights that look utterly delicious even as they flatten the houses they land on. Of course, this gives the screenwriters plenty of running gags and punning opportunities, which the talented vocal cast run wild with.
Even side characters like Mr T's supercop and Bratt's Guatemalan cameraman get terrific moments along the way, while Flint's relationship with his dad has a surprising resonance. And along the way, there are some superb sequences that combine goofy humour with awkward emotion plus a hint of unhinged weirdness (such as the Jell-O palace). And as global chaos threatens to erupt, along with Mt Leftovers, the film develops into a hysterical disaster movie satire that's brilliantly animated and, for once, makes full use of 3D to throw everything right into our faces.
Thing is, Winter had a great intuition unfortunately neither Hollywood nor the public was in a like mind. Freaked floundered and sank and now, after years of rumors, the gimp is back out of the trunk. And it's a groovy thing.
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If ever there were a genre long overdue for a vicious lampooning, it would have to be the cliché-plagued fantasy factory of the witless teen comedy/romance.
The popular jock, the cruel cheerleader, the arty-dreamy bespectacled girl, her shy geek best friend pining for her love -- these stock characters were glaringly unoriginal and badly acted back when John Hughes cauterized his "Pretty In Pink" formula into the heads of vacuous pubescents in the '80s.
Now the time for reckoning has arrived. A whole slew of central casting pop culture denizens -- and the literally dozens of throwaway flicks they inhabit -- get skewered something fierce in the ribald and relentlessly, no-jokes-barred satire "Not Another Teen Movie."
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