No Strings, no ring
Finally got around to watching the red band trailer for No Strings Attached, in theatres on January 2. Can’t decide how I feel about it. There’s a moment here and there that looks like it might not suck. And I do like the line “Boo! Here comes my dick”, but I really hate the part where she’s looking at his dick with 3D glasses. And I really, really, really hate the part when she gets drunk, goes to his house only to find him with some other girls, and insults one of them because that’s what we do. It’s gross.
But while I’m tempted to say that that’s what you get from an Ashton Kutcher movie (he really does make TERRIBLE movies), I will admit to enjoying What Happens in Vegas. He plays the same character over and over again and sometimes it works (Vegas), and sometimes it horribly does NOT work (Spread) and with Ivan Reitman directing this one, I thought maybe it wouldn’t totally ass it up. Just… there are parts of this trailer that make me want to burn my nipples off. See below and let me know your thoughts?
As for Portman, and why a rom-com with Ashton Kutcher, sometimes you do one for the bank account.
Am reposting the photos from yesterday because I didn’t notice until many of you pointed it out to me – that she’s holding her hands like that because she’s covering her engagement ring so that it won’t get shot and analysed.
But, er, why wear it in the first place? If you know you’re going to the PEOPLE’S CHOICE AWARDS, on live television, with photographers and media everywhere, you couldn’t leave it at home for a night? Oh wait, here it comes…
Maybe her fingers were swollen and she couldn’t wrest it off her finger. Let’s give her the benefit of the doubt.
Yeah, well, maybe she’s promoting an Ashton Kutcher sex between friends rom-com that’s a total money grab from the very demographic that wants to see her ring. She can eat it with her privacy preaching.
Photos from Frazer Harrison/Charley Gallay/Kevin Winter/Christopher Polk/Gettyimages.com