Ice-T apparently killed shit at The 2012 Sundance Film Festival with his documentary. Doesn’t seem like any major revelations are shed in this flick, but it looks entertaining enough. Here go the trailer.

Here go a clip featuring Nasir.

Here go Coco’s husband on some boring shit  introducing his film at Sundance.

 Here go Coco’s camel toe.

Me and Bobcat Goldthwait teamed up on a movie I guess and I didn’t know about it. It’s kind of a biopic of my life that hasn’t happened yet. The working title was “Trees:2025″, which is the year I finally snap and start my thrill kill assault rampage on Hollywood, the religious right, and most of the media outlets in America (starting with Faraone).

Anyway, not for nothing this movie looks kind of terrible, but for what it’s worth I appreciate what Bobcat was trying to do – even though he stole my catchphrase and used it as the title. Yes, “God Bless America” that’s one of my catchphrases, most commonly used in my life when I stare lustfully at a hot piece of tail.

On Demand now, and in theaters May 11th.

Emma Stone in 3-D FTW.

I don’t like Jeezy but I like documentaries. Guess the full doc is 90 minutes long and comes w/ a cd.

You be the judge

WTF is this?! LOL

So I guess Ludacris apparently is like the Jessie Jackson or Al Sharpton of hip hop?

Even more embarassing is Al Pacino’s quote: “The hip hop people and the rappers got together and they made a video and they talked about the movie. I dont think anybody ever talked about it as articulately and clearly. I understood it better having heard them talk about it…I mean they really get it and they understand it and that’s a great thing. They’ve been very supportive all these years and I think that’s helped us tremendously”

There’s an endless philosophical showdown in the rap community. Some have fallen in the struggle. Others have just wasted countless hours bullshitting on stoops and in barbershops, debating whether hip-hop is for dancing, or for revolution.

Obviously the truth lies somewhere in the middle. But while Furious Force of Rhymes director Joshua Atesh Litle acknowledges boom bap’s park jam roots, his focus leans decidedly toward the genre’s more rebellious side. (more…)

If anyone cares, here’s the full Sam Cassell Eli Porter documentary. You may or may not remember his infamous performance in the Iron Mic freestyle battle. Surprisingly entertaining.

4-0 sweep?

Fuckin right I’m mad.

Listening to that shitty Lyrical song made me feel a little better.

I had to watch Robocop like three times before I could get out of bed this morning.

Fuck Red Auerbach.

Unload on ‘em ED.

MissInfoTV just leaked another brief clip of Michael Rappaport’s controversial, forever-delayed Tribe Called Quest documentary Beats, Rhymes and Life. In this brief clip, Q-Tip discusses the mentality and work ethic that changed from the first album to Low End Theory. I can’t see how keeping this on the shelf any longer will actually deflect any of the inevitable criticism from the group…and its not like its going to affect their albums sales. Get this out there already.

Well, technically I guess he was in Notorious, playing a younger version of his dad. But you can no longer say he’s being typecast as his dad anymore: he’s in Everything Must Go, an adaptation of a Raymond Carver short story about a guy (Will Ferrell) who gets fired from his job, loses his wife and has five days to get rid of all his personal possessions via yard sale. Along the way, he befriends the two people who–if you’ve watched any movie, ever–are the key to redemption: a bright young kid with issues fitting in (CJ Wallace, overweight) who needs a friend and a somehow-single hot neighbor who sees Ferrell as a fix-up project (Rebecca Hall, way too nice). Add the grand yard sale/starting-over metaphor and you have, at very least, an invitation to the Toronto Film Festival. This Hollywood shit is easy.

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I should be on my way to a paradise of hot women, warm weather and favorable exchange rates–where anything the heart desires is just a modest bribe away–but instead I’m still here, blogging for y’all. So you better fucking enjoy the glorious absurdity of 50 Cent‘s new movie, which I present to you here. Yes, this was the movie that resulted in those freakish pictures of an anorexcic Fiddy, who lost 54 pounds to play the role of a high school football player who’s promising career was cut short by cancer. By some bizarre, ironic twist of fate, we should all thank this kid for in effect cutting 50′s acting career short, based on what you can see from this trailer. We get all sorts of great stuff like 50 Cent, as, you know, a high school kid, in “the most critically acclaimed role of his career”; Ray Liotta as the sympathetic doctor (“There’s always hope”); Mario Van Peebles; lines like “why did God do this to me?,” and more Mario Van Peebles.

If I’m gonna watch a sentimental, heartwarming story about the triumph of the human spirit, based on a real life story about high school football, you damn well know it’s not gonna be this shit. Holla at my boy Radio for the real deal.

From Billy Corben–director of Cocaine Cowboys and the excellent ESPN documentary The U–comes Square Grouper, a new documentary that examines the weed trade in southern Florida in the 70s and 80s. It looks similar in format to both Corben’s prior films, which is a good thing. First spotted on TTL.