But alas, it’s not because he’s decided to produce, direct, and star in Surfing with Mel.
But alas, it’s not because he’s decided to produce, direct, and star in Surfing with Mel.
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Charlotte was Both
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From Empty Hands
Ellen Finnigan
America
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All Manner of Thing
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DarwinCatholic
Catholic and Enjoying It
Bad Catholic
Universalis
Is My Phylactery Showing?
Quotidian Quintilian
En pocas palabras
William Wilson, Guitarist Extraordinaire
Signposts in a Strange Land
Ben Hatke
Daniel Mitsui
Dappled Things
The Fine Delight
Gene Luen Yang
Wiseblood Books
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Neither greedy nor lazy, his vices have other fish to fry, I imagine…
And then Ford is entered into the lists, as well?
I am beginning to think that Sly is simply overloading his casts this way to force Kevin Bacon and his six degrees into obsolescence!
JOB
You look fantastic.
Orange Crocs FTW.
Philippians 3:3: “For we are the circumcision, who in spirit serve God, and glory in Christ Jesus, not having confidence in the flesh.”
I shall pray for him.
Too bad. I mean, if he can do Expendables 3, he ought to be able to find time for the project that …
I didn’t even know there was a second Expendables.
Not only has Mel found time to do Expendables 3; he’s also appearing in Machete Kills, along with future Lives of Famous Catholics subject Lady Gaga, and prospective subject Charlie Sheen.
Le sigh.
By the bye, a reliable source informs me that the second Expendables was another boring mediocrity, despite the casting of Jean-Claude Van Damme as a Eurotrash villain.
The least they could have done is get someone to write some decent lines. There were no witty one-liners you’d repeat to your friends upon exiting the theater.
Though it was fun to see Chuck Norris wander in and out of the movie, doing his thing.
Criminal. Sly should hire himself a script doctor — some sharp writer with a sense of humor who could polish up the dialogue, give the characters some extra character, and sprinkle in a few clever quotables.
But… who?
For example, Statham’s character could have taken up reading Kierkegaarde after his close brush with religion in Redemption/Hummingbird. That’s comedy gold right there, Lee Christmas debating existentialism with Sly’s Barney Ross, all the while laying down some hurt on the baddies.