So far the only things that are really releasing trailers are the big budget comedies and action pictures. We threw in the trailer for A Single Man even though it opens this year and it's an indie movie because we wanted everyone to think we watch more than popcorn flicks. We also watch The Hills and lots of porn. But we'll put A Single Man on our Netflix queue, but we're not promising we watch it before sending it back so that we can get The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2 for the third time instead.

Here are some new(ish) trailers for upcoming movies and our snap judgments.

Date Night
Starring: Tina Fey, Steve Carell, James Franco, Marky Mark
Reminds Us Of: 48 Hours, for some strange reason.
Plot Summary: A boring suburban couple go out for a big night in the city. They impersonate another couple and all hell breaks loose.
What Looks Good: Tina Fey and Steve Carell together at last and being hilarious.
What Looks Bad: This whole over-wrought, high-concept plot seems way too over-the-top for this duo.
Final Verdict: We'll see it, but we're going to complain that it wasn't as funny as one episode of 30 Rock.

Clash of the Titans
Starring: Liam Neeson, Ralph Fiennes, Sam Worthington
Reminds Us Of: Clash of the Titans, take one.
Plot Summary: Greek gods, lots of fighting, special effects.
What Looks Good: Medusa, the giant scorpion things, the monster they ripped off from Pan's Labrynth, Sam Worthington.
What Looks Bad: Since there isn't even an iota of narrative, the story is probably going to suck. But that's not why you buy a ticket to this anyway.
Final Verdict: Our eyeballs are dancing and our brain has checked out. Sounds like a great Saturday night.

A Single Man
Starring: Colin Firth, Julianne Moore
Reminds Us Of: Mad Men, that other retro movie Julianne Moore got an Oscar nomination for, the perfume bottles on our grandmother's vanity.
Plot Summary: Based on this trailer, we have no clue. Something having to do with how sexing Julianne Moore leads Colin Firth to want to do it with young boys.
What Looks Good: Art direction, wardrobe, performances.
What Looks Bad: This trailer reeks of a movie that is 20 minutes too long.
Final Verdict: Yes, please. We go see everything Julianne Moore is in, even though she hasn't made a good movie in a long while. Also, Oscars.

Kick-Ass
Starring: Aaron Johnson, Christopher Mintz-Plasse, Nicolas Cage
Reminds Us Of: Napolean Dynomite after karate class, Kevin Smith's wet dreams.
Plot Summary: A bunch of kids decide to put on costumes and become super heroes.
What Looks Good: The costumes are cute, and we bet there is going to be some great comedy.
What Looks Bad: Surprisingly this trailer does its job and makes this thing look really appealing. Good job.
Final Verdict: We're going to wait to read reviews before buying a ticket, but we're sold on the concept.

Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time
Starring: Jake Gyllenhaal, Ben Kingsley, Gemma Arterton
Reminds Us Of: Video games, that we need to go to the gym.
Plot Summary: There's a dagger that stops time and evil people want it, so a prince and his sexy lady have to go through the desert to get rid of it.
What Looks Good: The special effects, Jakey G. and his slutty princess.
What Looks Bad: The accents! The accents!
Final Verdict: This could either be Pirates of the Carribean good or The Mummy bad, both of which are pretty low bars.

Mintz-Plasse was telling a story about how Harrison Ford thought he was really funny (right...) and, while supposedly quoting the grizzled old actor, said "Your speech... was fucking hilarious." Kimmel didn't seem particularly fazed — he even congratulated McLovin on getting Indiana Jones to use profanity. But just so you don't think the censors were snoozing, a few minutes later, as you'll see in the clip, they bleeped him saying "goddamn."

In a sign of how pointless it is to compete against our superstar President — it's fucking 2:30 in the afternoon and we're just getting around to it — according to a very lazy search of the Internet, approximately three Obama-hating people were watching at the time.

And with that, we are out. Have a happy and safe Fourth Of July, we'll see you on Monday!

Watching the above behind-the-scenes video, we're struck by what a miraculous feat it was, both on the part of the young thespians—who retained relatively convincing smiles through the tumbling moisture—and the VF art directors themselves, who somehow managed to shoo away junior flacks' feable objections of, "But isn't climbing a tree in a the middle of a thunderstorm the last thing you're supposed to do?" Sure, Stone—the most expendable of the bunch—was incinerated by a massive bolt of lightning. But ultimately they got the shot in time, and in the cut-throat world of publishing, that's all that really matters.

• The Class of 2008 [Vanity Fair]
• Previously: 'Vanity Fair' Nominates McLovin As A Rising Star Of Tomorrow [Defamer]

CHRISTOPHER MINTZ-PLASSE Age: 19. Hometown: West Hills, California. Breakthrough role: "McLovin" in Superbad. Upcoming film: Little Big Man. First "Hollywood" moment? "Well, I'm a Jessica Alba fan, so the first time I met her kind of blew my mind because she was a huge fan of me. I was like, 'Really?' "

Number of shoes in your closet? "Three. My basketball shoes and then my two pair of Vans that I wear. That's all I wear, really. I slip on Vans. I'm lazy." Favorite accessory? "I always have got my iPod on me. It's safety, so when people are yelling 'McLovin' at you, you can't hear them." BlackBerry or iPhone? Verizon Chocolate. What's on your iPod? "Sublime, Incubus, Chili Peppers, Muse, the Killers, Parliament-Funkadelic, Led Zeppelin, the Doors. God, I could keep going." Xbox, Wii, or PlayStation? Xbox 360. Madden or Halo? Call of Duty. Last book you read? "You're going to hate me for this, but I have not read a book in many years. I have just been reading scripts nonstop."

We're going to ignore the scripts-over-books-reading comment, mainly cause 98% of L.A.-based actors are guilty of the same thing, and at least he had the McBalls to admit it. Instead we'll focus on what is likely going to be the saddest thing we'll hear this week. (And this comes after witnessing Corey Haim squelching down Defamer-induced sobs.) We refer, of course, to his admission, "I always have got my iPod on me. It's safety, so when people are yelling 'McLovin' at you, you can't hear them." Why! Oh why, do we build up our adolescent-teen-sex-comedy supporting-dweebs only to tear them back down again? Do you hear us, Grease's Eugene, Meatballs's Spaz, American Pie's The Sherminator, and the entire cast of Revenge of the Nerds? You can't shut us out, no matter how loudly the volume is turned on your personal stereos. We're calling you by your actual names.

Pictured, Hollywood New Wave member Christopher Mintz-Plasse and several fresh-faced starlets, hanging from a high tree limb like some lost simian tribe of crisp-whites-wearing future superstars.

• Bright Young Hollywood [Vanity Fair]

In today's installment: Kiefer Sutherland, Lauren Bacall, Ashlee Simpson, Christopher "McLovin Sucks Balls!" Mintz-Plasse, Paula Abdul, Bob Odenkirk, Hank Azaria, David Wain, Benjamin McKenzie, Jackie Warner, Paul Haggis, Jane Lynch, Shane West, Ken Davitian (twice!), Brad Garrett, Joe Rogan, Bitsie Tulloch, Jennifer Morrison, Christopher Titus and more.

FRIDAY, MAY 20
· Sitting at the bar at 4100, smack dab in the middle of a Square Pegs DVD discussion, trying to remember the name of the actress who played Muffy, my friend suggests asking the guy who just sat down next to us. I turn around to see everyone’s favorite Lost Boy, Kiefer Sutherland, who just happened to co-star with her (Jami Gertz) in that iconic bit of cinematic magic. Fellow patrons approached us with their best The Lost Boys quotes. “Mi-chael, Mi-chael.” & “It’s just noodles.” were among the favorites. Surprisingly, there was not one quote from A Few Good Men—WTF?. Lt. Jonathan Kendrick was drinking J & B neat with a few civilians who favored PBR in a can. He did a funny little dance when “Oh Bondage, Up Yours” came on the jukebox, which my friend took to mean that he did not approve. After he had a few drinks in him, Jack Bauer was overheard to say to a female companion, “I would definitely be all over your ass.” I figured Chloe must have downloaded the schematics to his PDA. After last call we were escorted out while he stayed with his friends to smoke and drink.

TUESDAY, MAY 27
· Saw Benjamin McKenzie and a male friend eating in silence at Hugo's. Both wolfed down their quasi-healthy and always-surprisingly-bland-fare (seriously! why do i keep going back?) with nary a word spoken between them. Afterwards they shared a huge chocolate sundae. Then they simultaneously texted. In silence. A few grunts here and there and that was all. A typical hetero night in Boystown? That guy was amazing in Junebug, btw. Seriously. What a great actor.

· Saw Brad Garrett rocking out to the Police during night one of their two nights at the Hollywood Bowl. The people behind him only heard the show. Dude is tall. He left during the encore.

THURSDAY, MAY 29
· This one's for all of you - all three of you- who are obsessed with internet sensation/primetime disaster QUARTERLIFE. R.E.M. show at the Bowl: saw "Dylan", Bitsie Tulloch, and her QLIFE enemy "Britanny", Barret Swatek. In line together, buying one lone beer. I so wanted them to start making out like they did on screen but they just flirted with the lucky guy next to them and walked off into the night to drink their beer and probably make out in the dark to some REM soft ballad. Also, looks as though Qlife didn't pay that well because they were both in serious need of a sandwich.

· The West Hollywood Equinox is no stranger to (sort of) celebrities, but this morning I saw Jackie Warner from Bravo's "Work Out" there. I don't normally care very much who I see there, but I found it interesting that a woman with a reality show about owning a gym doesn't even work out there! What a sham...

· I saw Shane West last night (5/29) and the 24-hour fitness in Hollywood, looking very good. A lot shorter in person than I would expect.

· At the DGA screening of Dirty Harry, I saw: Paul Haggis, Ken Davitian (of Borat fame), Gary Cole from Office Space and The Brady Bunch movies, Christopher "Shooter McGavin" McDonald (he seemed pretty friendly to a group of girls who approached him in the lobby after the screening), Jon Voight (he too seemed nice, posing for a few pictures with fans), and Lonny Ross from 30 Rock, who seemed to be by himself. I really wanted to approach him and tell him what a huge fan of 30 Rock I am, but I don't recall him being on any of the recent episodes, so I didn't want to offend him in case he's no longer on it.

SATURDAY, MAY 31
· At Palmetto (bath-goop store on Montana in Santa Monica), saw Lauren Bacall. She was being fawned over by the staff, plied with lotions balms and salves. Well why not? She's a legend and she had Bogart. Looks good, and still has that plummy, New York voice.

· Saw Joe Rogan of Fear Factor fame standing outside of the movie theaters at The Grove. He had his entire index finger in his mouth, apparently trying to pick a kernel of popcorn from his teeth or something. Dude, that's what bathrooms are for.

SUNDAY, JUNE 1
· Had lunch at Maggiano's on Sunday (June 1st) and saw Paula Abdul there. She was pretty much ignoring the three people in her group by talking nonstop on her cell.

· Arrived to an oddly not-terribly-crowded Hugo's on SMB just as Jane Lynch walked out. While patiently waiting for our table, Milo Ventimiglia walked in (wearing a black Robot Chicken T-Shirt) and patiently waits to be seated. Although we thought we had experienced our share of sightings for a single Hugo's outing, as we went to pull out from the parking lot behind the restaurant, Bryan Singer pulled up in his gas guzzler.

· The delightfully normal-looking and -acting (yet brilliant and funny) Bob Odenkirk at the Trader Joe's in Silver Lake during the morning. Good sighting, but i was more thrilled to find an actual parking spot...

· Was wandering around the afterparty at the MTV Movie Awards and, predictably, saw a lot of famous people running around. I won't bore you with those details, but this one stuck. Anna Faris was talking to a group of friends when two female fans approached her, asking for a picture. Being the doll that she is, she complied. However, her douchebaggy boyfriend (gentleman caller?) was really rude to these fans. He laughed dismissively when they asked her, and then made fun of them after they left. What a dick.

MONDAY, JUNE 2
· Hank Azaria was at the 7:15pm screening of Bigger, Stronger, Faster* at the Arclight. I wonder which of his characters is on the juice? Chief Wiggum? Apu? The Comic Book Guy? Cletus? Professor Frink? Dr. Nick Riveria (he's kind of like an anti-aging doctor), Snake is definitely on steroids...

TUESDAY, JUNE 3
· I had an eventful 30 minutes or so sitting in the Arclight courtyard on June 3rd. I saw chameleon actor Clifton Collins Jr. with a woman who looked, as Variety likes to put it, non-industry. Next up: Heavenly Creature Melanie Lynskey and her husband, Sunny in Philadelphia's Jimmi Simpson. And finally, the willowy Jennifer Morrison breezed past with her new beau Amaury Nolasco from Prison Break. Is it too far-fetched to conclude they were all coming out of the same screening of Sex and the City?

· Saw former good actor Michael Rapaport while having lunch at Bloom. Thankfully, the female talent dining there distracted me enough that I even forgot about seeing him until a moment ago. Food was ultra-tasty, btw. But seriously, kids, the women there were all the more delicious.

· Saw David Wain at the Groundworks coffee on the corner of Sunset and Cahuenga. He's an early riser, that one. Resisted the urge to quote Wet Hot American Summer lines while he stood in line. He grabbed himself a morning coffeee, wandered around for a few minutes and then headed out the door.

WEDNESDAY, JUNE 4
· During the early afternoon, saw Rashida Jones looking good and getting into a black hybrid SUV nr Robertson Blvd and Alden. My Chappelle's Show-loving girlfriend went "Team Karen! Oh hey, is it muthafuckin' tizzight?" (in a friendly way). She didn't turn around.

· [ED. NOTE — We normally don't include NYC sightings, but this one is kinda priceless] Ashlee Simpson at Kips Bay movie theater in NYC. It was not hard to spot Ashlee at the 7p screening of Sex and the City. She was sitting in a ROPED OFF area with her NONtourage - totally solo. She had purchased 3 rows of seats so that she would not have to mix with the plebs. An usher stood by the ropes to explain to all the bitter patrons why they couldn't sit there. EW.

· Lunchtime at the McDonalds in Century City, we spotted Ken Davitian, he of balls in the face Borat fame, wolfing down his meal very quickly. He didn't eat the bun, he apparently ate all his fries, and seemed in and out in about 10 minutes! We watched him quite openly instead of being all stealth and nonchalant about it. He did not notice us staring at him or hear me whispering probably a little too loud: "Jeeze, I've seen that guys balls".

THURSDAY, JUNE 5
· At the Parliament show at Crash Mansion, saw McLovin' wearing a Red Sox cap and talking trash about the Lakers with some fans. He was polite and patient with the people, who did not return the favor. When his friends finally extricated him from the mob, the scorned fans shouted loudly "McLovin' Sucks Balls!" All class, Laker fans.

· Very tall and skinny Christopher Titus at one of 80,000 Starbucks on Ventura Blvd, in Studio City.

· NBC gets a piece of the reality cooking competition action with The Chipping Block, starring chef Marco Pierre White as The Guy Who Yells A Lot in the Big White Hat. [Variety]
· Notoriously rep-choosy auteur Steven Soderbergh, who's had no agent or manager since 2005, has settled upon Anonymous Content's Michael Sugar. So long as he doesn't get too clingy. [THR]
· Metropolitan Talent Agency is laying off most of its staff, and is close to shutting down completely. Its clients include Peter Fonda, Michael York, Debbie Reynolds, Parker Stevenson and, finally, LeVar Burton, who'll need someone to scoop him up quickly to negotiate the deal for him to star as David Paterson in Three-Diamond Girl: Ashley Alexandra Dupré and the Fall of the House of Spitzer. [THR]

I mean, [Efren "Vote For Pedro" Ramirez] did a movie with Jack Black after [appearing in Napoleon Dynamite], right? So, that's good."

Christopher Mintz-Plasse: I'm starting a movie with Jack Black in two days. And then I have another movie coming out with Paul Rudd. So, I guess I'm completely different than the Vote for Pedro guy. Is he doing anything right now? E!: Um, I know he goes out a lot. CMP: Hopefully, I have a longer lasting career. That's all I have to say. It's up to you fans to keep watching me.

That's the spirit, McLovin! Although he hasn't been hanging around the Hollywood scene very long, he's already learned one of the golden rules to surviving in this town: when someone is down, it never hurts to give them a good swift kick, especially when said kick improves your standing on the C-List. Long live McLovin, he might just make it yet!

• McLovin Fights Back [E! Online]

In today's Rush & Molloy column, it is reported that McLovin (aka Christopher Mintz-Plasse) attended a Super Bowl party thrown by Playboy just this past weekend. Perhaps spurred on by his friends or a healthy dose of liquid courage, McLovin proceeded make his way into the DJ booth, grab the mic and scream out out the following quote to the crowd of rowdy partygoers: "Allow me to reintroduce myself ... I am McLovin!" Naturally, this concerns us just a smidge. Not because McLovin isn't allowed to go out and have fun, mind you, it's more because we already know how this story ends. And it ain't pretty. We hope that by pointing out the similarities in career trajectory that McLovin shares with Pedro now, he'll avoid the indignity of spittin' rhymes alongside American Gladiator's Militia and the "I Can Do 200 Of These" guy in Season Two of MTV's Celebrity Rap Superstar.

[Photoshoppage done by Seth, natch]

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