The gauntlet intensifies. Also, ASPLODE.

Word is that someone leaked a screenshot of Two-Face from, like, an advanced screener copy of THE DARK KNIGHT. Even if this is not true, or even if it's a fake, I must once again reaffirm my stance:

DO NOT SHOW IT TO ME.

IF I SEE THAT PICTURE, THEN THE HEARTY, RICH, TASTY STEW THAT IS MY JULY WILL HAVE BEEN SHAT IN.

Ten days. Ten endless days ahead.



In other news, a pal of mine from last year's CapFringe (an excellent solo performer and also a sexy dork on whom I might possibly be crushing a little) wrote to inform me that she just attended Diablo Cody's 30th birthday party at the Playboy Mansion.

Between my own mixed feelings of Ms. Cody and JUNO in general, coupled with the fact that I know this girl and that it's at the family home that I shall never, ever, ever see again*... this is beyond Hefnerian. There's not even a word for what this is yet.

Since I'm one tidbit away from doing my best impression of the dude from SCANNERS (like, say, while she was there she gave a lapdance to Wilford Brimley), I think the working term to describe this is... "ASPLODE!IAN."

I ain't no patsy, what I am... what I am is late, I gotta wrap this up.

I officially adore Eric Roberts as Sal Vincent MaMoroni.

These Gotham Cable News segments have been totally fun, although every single one of these actors needs to stop with the Shatner-like dramatic pauses. It breaks the authenticity.

But as for Roberts, he looks like he's totally having a good time, and it's rather infectious. He's the perfect counterpoint to Tom Wilkinson's snarling pit bull Carmine Falcone: a smug, self-assured, charming sleazebag, and god damn if I don't love the Guido accent to boot. Depending on how the film goes, I might just have to rework my Harvey Dent novel version of the character around Robert's performance.

I've gotta say, I hope the trailer is misleading (in the sense of the scene from my icon here). I hope we actually do get Moroni's day in court, if you know what I mean.