In case you were wondering when Alexandre Aja – the French director responsible for the excellent Haute Tension and a surprisingly good remake of The Hills Have Eyes – would cash in his horror cred for a big fat bag of feces-smeared Hollywoood sell-out cash, the answer is… wait for it… wait for it… now.

I thought the point of red-band trailers was to fill them blood and guts and tits and foul language. This thing’s about as hardcore as my church’s haunted hay ride, only without the creepy “abortion doctors in hell” exhibit which at least makes the hay ride worth the ticket price. Burn you damned abortion doctors! That’s what you get for killing innocent zygotes! Anyway, Mirrors is probably a remake of some equally lame Thai or Korean horror schlock, because Hollywood studios aren’t even original enough to come up with their own unoriginal concepts anymore; Ironically, I believe they farm the work out to the same child-labor sweatshop that stitches together my Nikes, which are admittedly quite comfy. Because of this little air-pump thing right here. How do they do that? Amazing.

Mirrors opens August 15 against Tropic Thunder, which at least had a severed head in its red-band trailer.

Daniel Craig is ‘James Bond’ again and this looks like its one of the darkest 007 movies ever made.

I have to say that I am deeply intrigued….

Check it out:

Joss Whedon and his brothers Jed and Jack along with Maurissa Tancharoen got together and wrote an internet musical called “Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog” which will be premiering shortly on the inter-web.

The musical is directed by Joss Whedon and stars ‘Doogie Howser’ himself - Neil Patrick Harris along with Nathan Fillion, Felicia Day, and Simon Helberg.

The songs for the musical were orchestrated by Jed Whedon who is the frontman for popular Los Angeles based music group The Southland.

The official site www.drhorrible.com will be up and running soon.

Here’s the trailer:

Teaser from Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog on Vimeo.

It’s been a good week for Guy Ritchie fans. Not only did the news surface that the Brit director will finally be divorcing infamous talent-succubus/crypt-keeper Madonna, but the trailer for his (100% Madonna free) new film Smokin’ Aces RocknRolla hit the web this week (care of Empire Online, who are apparently too cool to allow embedding of their videos):

View the trailer here.

I’m a sucker for caper films, and British accents, and shirtless dudes, so this one’s a natural for me. It’s certainly not the most original thing I’ve ever seen – the “Wild Bunch” gang would’ve seemed like a straight rip-off of the Tremor Brothers even if Jeremy “sweats Rohypnol” Piven WASN’T in the thing – and any movie featuring Gerard Butler’s pecs so prominently owes a nod to Zack Snyder’s homoerotic machopiece “300,” gladiator-movie or no — but Guy Ritchie’s only ever been just a bad-dental-hygiene version of Quentin Tarantino, which makes him the BBC equivalent of Joe Carnahan (who’s like the TGI Friday’s to Quentin’s Chili’s) which makes him, well – still pretty cool. In the meantime I’m gonna go rent “In Bruges ” on DVD (hey Universal, day-and-date BluRay release would be nice), which everyone says is great, and if everyone says so it must be true. When the masses speak I listen, which is how I got this tribal armband tattoo. Ain’t it bitchin? It says I rock, but like an ancient Celtic warrior, drenched in the blood of his enemies and wearing a pair of wraparound Oakleys. Wanna take a ride in my Hummer H2? Check out those rims. Shiny.