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Kelan Pannell | ... | |
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Sidney's Mother
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| Simon Pegg | ... | ||
| Megan Fox | ... | ||
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Kelly Jo Charge | ... |
Apollo Awards Presenter
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Christian Maier Smith | ... |
Apollo Awards Guest
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Felicity Montagu | ... | |
| Thandie Newton | ... |
Thandie Newton
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| James Corden | ... | ||
| Fenella Woolgar | ... | ||
Sidney Young is a disillusioned intellectual who both adores and despises the world of celebrity, fame and glamor. His alternative magazine, "Post Modern Review", pokes fun at the media obsessed stars and bucks trends, and so when Young is offered a job at the diametrically opposed conservative New York based "Sharps" magazine it's something of a shock! It seems "Sharps" editor Clayton Harding is amused by Young's disruption of a post-BAFTA party with a pig posing as Babe. Thus begins Sidney's descent into success - his gradual move from derided outsider to confidante of starlet Sophie Maes. Initially helping him out at Sharps is colleague Alison Olsen, who has her own secret. Wither their friendship? Written by Anonymous
A puerile and predictable, self indulgent meander through a faux glamorous media world that doesn't exist. Presumably Toby Young wrote this as he was about to get sacked - he is now a complacent Brit TV food critic and that is just about his speed. Impossible to identify with the main lead - even though Simon Pegg is great with his own material, you wonder if his overacting was just to show his disdain for the tosh he was forced to deliver.
Kirsten Dunst is dull and disapproving, and clearly uninspired - not surprisingly. What is Jeff Bridges doing here?? He seems to be wondering this himself. When you have to rely on pigs, dogs, goldfish, farting chairs and being sick on stylish women - you know you're in trouble, so no wonder it staggers along under the weight of its own embarrassment.
Having said that, anything about the inside world of magazines interests me, even if you're left with The Devil Wears Prada and this film - ie people at the bottom of the pile with nothing to lose, rubbishing those at the top in the hope of a book and film deal - and amazingly, sometimes people fall for it.
And believe me, I'm an expert in this field, so listen to me! I know (imagine smiley emoticon here).
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