It's a "rude sendup of name-dropping and the culture of celebrity worship."
Did Final Destination steal Chuck Palahniuk's signature guts-sucked-out-of-a-guy's-rectum story?
Plus: Robert Downey Jr., egomaniac?
If you can prove that you brought the most friends with you to see the movie, Chuck will write you into his next book. You sure you want that?
Plus: Quentin Tarantino finds his villain, and Eric Stoltz catches WWII fever!
'If this movie doesn't touch you, go ahead and touch yourself.'
It was a busy week, apparently, for whichever intern is in charge of hatchet-sharpening duties at the 'Times Book Review.'
If you were planning on attending the Sundance Film Festival but had some reservations about sitting through yet another batch of miserable indie flicks and vitriolic documentaries, well, you may just want to stay home and play Nintendo.