I never found Limp Bizkit to be much more than well, limp, and I just assumed that frontman Fred Durst had had his moment in the spotlight and moved on.Well, not so fast. Until I read Roger Moore's review of "The Long Shots" - and only because it's part of my job to do so - I had no idea he's somehow managed to become a fairly major film director. But as much as I like Keke Palmer after "Akeelah and the Bee," I don't think I can bring myself to watch Durst's second movie, about a girl who has the nerve to try and play Pop Warner Football (with Ice Cube urging her on, of course.)
So that makes both Fred Savage and Fred Durst in the director's chair. Sheesh. A quick look at Durst's resume shows his feature directing debut was something I had never heard of called "The Education of Charlie Banks." All I know is it has Jesse Eisenberg in it, who I really like quite a bit, but I'm not sure that's enough to make me spring for a Netflix order.
As for Mr. Savage, his big-screen record may be rather sullied by "Daddy Day Camp," but the former Kevin Arnold has had much more luck with TV, in fact most recently producing six and directing 11 episodes of for my money the best comedy on the tube, "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia."
I have nothing terribly profound to say about any of that, but I found it interesting and thought one or two other people might too. Peace out.
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Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Fred Durst? Really? Amazing
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