tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19210804.post-1140186364167871312006-02-17T06:06:00.000-08:002006-02-17T06:31:30.493-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1180/1817/1600/hannigan-alyson1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1180/1817/320/hannigan-alyson1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>This is a weekend for hot redheads -- Alyson Hannigan and Julianne Moore -- but sadly, even their extreme hotness can't save us from the suckitude that is this weekend's opening movies.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Date Movie</span>: Satirizing movies that weren't all that funny to begin with. I'll just wait for the unrated, uncorked, special edition DVD -- that way, my torture will be undiluted by the MPAA.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Eight Below</span>: My wife wants to see this. She will cry at the end. So will I, but for completely different reasons.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Night Watch</span>: The only good one on the list. In "Limited Cities", which means, no, no movie for you, Mr. Arkansan.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Freedomland</span>: Julianne Moore emotes. Samuel Jackson wears his hat all cool-like. Together, they fight crime.Vasanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08776283184776483327noreply@blogger.com