The McBournie Minute: Today we spell redemption, R-O-N

Ladies and gentlemen, can I please have your attention. I’ve just been handed an urgent and horrifying news story. I need all of you, to stop what you’re doing and listen. Anchorman 2 is dead, so sayeth co-writer/director of the first movie Adam McKay. I couldn’t be happier about this news.

Over the past few months, buzz has been growing about a sequel to Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy. One by one, cast members said they would come back, and even cut their usual price, since actors like Paul Rudd and Steve Carrell are worth considerably more than they were in 2004 (David Koechner, not so much). Paramount and McKay could not come to terms on the movie’s budget, so they passed on it. Paramount owns the rights to Anchorman 2, so another studio can’t pick it up.

Funny thing is, they already made a sequel to Anchorman, it’s called Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby. Continue reading The McBournie Minute: Today we spell redemption, R-O-N

MasterChugs Theater: ‘Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy’

Anchorman is a movie that’s special to SeriouslyGuys. Many a Friday and Saturday night in Radford would be spent with at least the four of us, if not the extended SeriouslyFamily, coming back from our favorite bar (BT’s ’til we D.I.E) and relaxing with the movie. Mind you, many a Friday and Saturday evening in Radford would be spent with the four of us standing around in the bar, quoting the entire verbatim. It just resonates with us.

And since this week, SG is celebrating its four year anniversary, we here thought that it might be good to reflect on the movie. We’re not necessarily the self-congratulating type of people (we’d much rather tell you that we’re good and have you believe us, rather than come up with something in order to fulfill that prophecy), but instead, we just wanted to give you all a peek into what makes us tick and where our roots lie-large conch shells. And so, I give you four perspectives on Anchorman and why we love it. Enjoy. Continue reading MasterChugs Theater: ‘Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy’

The McBournie Minute: Will Ferrell must die

It was nearly a year ago that I sat on my couch watching Super Bowl commercials in between sips of beer. As I sat there, I saw Will Ferrell come on the screen. He was yelling and running away from a dinosaur. He did this for at least a minute. As buzzed as I was, I knew right then and there that Land of the Lost was not a movie I planned to see that summer.

Apparently, I made a good choice, because Ferrell is nominated for several Razzie awards for his performance in that movie. The movie itself has been nominated, and in case you’re wondering, yes, it’s an award for bad movies. At this point, I’m getting worried Ferrell is going to go all Eddie Murphy on us and just keep releasing bad movies for the hell of it.

It wasn’t always this way. He didn’t always suck. But in my opinion, his movie career peaked in 2004. I am, of course, speaking of a time, a time before cable, when the local anchorman reigned supreme. Continue reading The McBournie Minute: Will Ferrell must die

The McBournie Minute: Dressing up for movies is redundant

As we saw over the weekend, the youth of America are not only enthusiastic about movies they have been anticipating for months and months, but they are incredibly huge dorks. It’s a rare occurrence, but every now and then, there is a movie sequel that comes out that fans are so enthused about, they are determined to go see the movie opening night–dressed up as their favorite characters.

Folks, this isn’t Halloween. We know you really, really like Batman, but you look like a fool. What is worse is that now I can’t see over your stupid cowl or your oompa-loompa green wig. But let’s not pick on just The Dark Knight crowd. Any movie that has some sort of a cult following will inevitably have those cult members go out in public and declare their cult membership by dressing up as Gandalf the wizard. Continue reading The McBournie Minute: Dressing up for movies is redundant

The sun also rises, but the moon shall never again

Tradition is a hard thing to break. For some, it’s about touching a special object. For others, it’s performing an act in an OCD-like manner. Yet still, for some, it involves exposing their gluteus maximus to a passing vehicle. To paraphrase Ron Burgundy, “You stay classy, Laguna Niguel“.

Unfortunately, classy is all they shall stay. Police in Laguna Niguel, California, broke up the annual mooning of the Amtrak trains, a 29-year tradition that has never once caused a rail disaster. Well, not one involving a train anyway. The reason behind it? Apparently, some in the group became a bit more ambitious than others and showed parts of their body that wasn’t their butt. SHOCK AND DISMAY!