From time to time, we like to round up the all-important, all-summarizing last sentences of the biggest new-music reviews. Today, we’re going to switch things up a bit and look at the notices given to the Fred Durst-directed The Longshots, which features Ice Cube as the doting uncle of a female football prodigy and which comes out today.
Eminem must have punched the wall when (and if) he heard that arch-enemies Fred “That Little Limp Bizkit Bastard” Durst and Tom “My Bum Is On Your Lips” Green united their powers for an episode of Green’s talk show Tom Green’s House Tonight! More »
Here’s the trailer for The Longshots (formerly Comeback), the film that Fred Durst and Ice Cube’s careers have been building toward for a long time. Who better than the authors of “Nookie” and “Givin’ Up The Nappy Dug Out” to tell the story of the first female quarterback in a Pop Warner football tournament. Snoop Dogg’s Pop Warner movie is still in development, so maybe he’ll shout “I believe in you, bitch!” from the stands in a cameo.
What is Fred Durst up to right now? It’s a question I frequently ask myself, and, what with me plastering his face all over Idolator, one you might be pondering as well. A new album? A new sex tape? A new cred-hungry t-shirt purchase? A new… feel-good sports movie starring Ice Cube and Keke “Akeelah & The Bee” Palmer? The Chocolate Starfish recently finished location shooting on Comeback, the story of the first female quarterback to play in a Pop Warner football tournament. Ice Cube, Durst’s former Family Values tourmate, will produce the film and play her coach. Durst’s TriBeca Film Festival award-winning directorial debut, The Education Of Charlie Banks, set at Vassar(!), may see release this spring. Did we misjudge Fred? Has his public idiocy just been an act?
Add another name beside “Toby Keith” on the ever-growing list of T-Pain’s dream collaborations: “Really, to just do a T-Pain/Limp Bizkit song, that would be awesome for me.” Could this rappa-rocka summit prove the end of the sanga’s bulletproof Billboard run? More »
As many of you already know, American television is going entirely high-definition* digital in 2009, which now means the opening half of this sentence has nothing to do with the technology of high-definition TV’s promising us a world where we’ll be able to count the nose hairs on our favorite stars in real time and without the aid of gossip blog paparazzi snaps. Maura recently converted to HD herself, and though certain music videos (she cites Justice’s “D.A.N.C.E.” as an example) look totally rad, the drawbacks of this industry-wise format change are already becoming apparent to music fans. It’s all good when it’s a luminous Rihanna strutting across that expensive plasma flat screen, but what about being confronted with Rascal Flatts at a resolution the human psyche was not intended to process? As we await our blemish-filled immediate future, please help us decide which musician will prove to be the least HD-friendly when the clock strikes midnight on Dec. 31.
Dear Whoever Is In Charge Of These Sorts Of Things: Please do not allow Fred Durst to guest star on Big Love, which is one of the few TV shows that I am pretty much hooked on. More »
Dear Whoever Is In Charge Of These Sorts Of Things: Please do not allow Fred Durst to guest star on Big Love, which is one of the few TV shows that I am pretty much hooked on. More »
According to the AP, the slouchy sleazebag–whose occasionally entertaining Courtney-esque public outbursts are mitigated by his utterly loathsome qualities, a.k.a. the “guilt minus the pleasure” factor–“pleaded no contest to seven misdemeanors, including assault, battery and reckless driving, for deliberately hitting two people with his car.” Emphasis mine:
Roll over Jodorowsky and tell Fellini the news: Fred Durst is directing Ice Cube in a forthcoming “inspirational” sports drama about an 11-year-old girl who joins a football team, taking time off from sitting around with his thumb up his ass watching TV and breaking my heart, respectively. More »
