Last night was the Super Bowl, I guess. I heard something about a shark and stopped asking questions. But then today I was reading some celebrity gossip blogs and one of my favorite bloggers noted that Ben Affleck and Matt Damon spent the Super Bowl together... at Jimmy Kimmel's house? With... Grantland editor Bill Simmons?!? And the Mighty Mighty Bosstones, one of whom tweeted the below picture, which is what I imagine the scene at the gates of Hell to look like?
Every night for the past several years, Jimmy Kimmel has been signing off his eponymous show by apologizing to Matt Damon for running out of time.
Ed. Note: Unfortunately, we were asked to take down the photograph which originally ran with this story. Which is great because it gave me an excuse to have Jim Cooke illustrate a new one. Just like the last time, he's very disappointed with the results because he was rushed and insisted we say 'Bad Drawings by Jim Cooke.' But instead we will acknowledge his heroic patience once again.
If you have kids of your own, you know how insane it is when some famous idiot like Angelina Jolie is talking to a magazine and is like, "Oh, we all hang out at home together and watch movies in bed!" Of course you do. I'm sure flying to Cambodia to shoot ludicrous Louis Vuitton ads only takes five minutes out of your day. The rest is all dedicated to you and your 12,000 little ones.
Here's a trailer for the long-lost but finally found Kenneth Lonergan movie Margaret, made six years ago but just now getting a release because of various legal problems. But it's here! Finally. And it looks strange.
A reporter from libertarian rag Reason interviewed notorious Massachusetts liberal actor Matt Damon at this year's Save Our Schools March and she tried to throw some business at him about teacher tenure and Ayn Randy incentive stuff and he wasn't having it.
Here's the trailer for Steven Soderbergh's latest film, Contagion, in which Gwyneth Paltrow plays the Patient Zero of an avian flu epidemic that [SPOILER ALERT] kills a lot of people. Including Gwyneth! No kale juice cleanses or hot stone massages are going to clear up this nasty little bug, no sir. As if that isn't a selling point already, you get Matt Damon as her "grieving" husband (he's so good, you almost believe him), Kate Winslet as a recovering Purellaholic, and Marion Cotillard as a sneeze-ballistics expert. And we haven't even mentioned Jude Law or Morpheus yet! But whatever, the real breakout star of this movie is the bearded doctor who gets to say, "Your wife is dead." That guy is about to become the most popular man on the planet. Congrats, dude! You made it. [via NYM]