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“Somewhere in the valley,” Peter (Christopher Denham) tells his girlfriend Lorna (Nicole Vicius), “there’s a woman living in a basement who says she’s from the future — and she’s amassing followers.” Peter, an aspiring filmmaker, has enlisted Lorna’s help in making a covert documentary about the growing cult. They have passed themselves off as members, and Peter has swallowed a tiny device that records the images he captures with the tiny camera hidden in his eyeglasses. Everything he sees, he films.
In order to make its target release date, Men in Black 3 started shooting without a completed script. Now the movie is out, and I’m pretty sure the screenplay was never finished. Etan Cohen ( Tropic Thunder) is credited as the writer, although several other folks took passes at it. Cohen was just the guy who drew the short straw and wound up with his name in the credits. It’s a tough break, because the blame for this crass, empty movie doesn’t really rest with him.
The funny and beguiling Bernie recounts the curious case of Bernard Tiede (Jack Black), an assistant funeral director who became a pillar of the community in Carthage, Texas. Bernie, as everyone called him, took immense pride in his work, meticulously preparing and grooming corpses to ensure they looked their best to grieving relatives. Outside of the embalming room, Bernie sang at memorial services, comforted the bereaved long after their relatives had been buried, bought random gifts for people, organized fund raisers and helped anyone he possibly could.
