Ben Barna
June 04, 2009
When Todd Phillips told me that he had read my piece on his latest film The Hangover, I was surprised that it had found his eyes. “Of course,” he explained. “There is this big machine at Warner Bros., where they send you these media alerts. Even if some fucking fat kid in Tampa writes on his blog, it somehow gets across your desk. It can be very depressing.” But Phillips has no reason to feel down. His raunchy, R-rated comedy is getting the kind of positive press that no Hollywood publicity machine can buy, and rightfully so.


This Saturday, cities all around the world are participating in a little thing called "
There's rumblings of the "B" word in Las Vegas. MGM Mirage, of the
C’mon! Big money! Big money!
Suddenly everything in your suitcase seems so ... blah.
It’s always good to do at least one thing on your trip that you can tell your boss about.