
In a cruel twist of fate that I will never forgive the world for, the teenage alien romantic explosion fest I Am Number Four came in third for the weekend, with $22.6 million. If, like, 100,000 less people had gone to see it, it would have come in fourth, and I would be doing backflips right now because I'd have the best terrible headline ever for this story. Once again, this movie screws me--first out of 100 minutes of my life, and now a prime opportunity for me to be incredibly clever. I wonder if I can retroactively give it zero stars...
The weekend's other...erm...big release, Big Mommas: Like Father Like Son, sadly failed to give legitimacy and credibility to the much-maligned Dudes in Fat Lady Suits film genre, coming in fifth with $19 million between Friday and Monday. I didn't get around to reviewing it, on account of I kind of wanted to enjoy the precious 114 minutes of my life this movie would have engulfed, like so many rubbery fat folds over my breathing holes, suffocating me into eternal slumber. Evidently, the world thought better of seeing this, even without my contribution to the critical cabal. Good on you, society.
Elsewhere in release land, Cedar Rapids expanded into a little over 100 theaters, and managed a little over $1 million. The only new limited release of the week to do anything of note was The Last Lions, a National Geographic documentary about how we are horrible, awful people for killing endangered lions. I mean, they're totally right. Killing a big, fluffy, mauly cat like a poaching asshole kind of puts you up there in Hitler and Stalin territory in terms of being a sucky human being. I mean, if it's between my life and an endangered lion that's eating my face, I'd let the lion have his snack. Granted, my sense of self-worth is kind of skewed, but I'd rather the lions get a hearty meal and continue to not be extinct than continue on, knowing I killed a big, adorable cat. Anyway, that movie made like $68,000 on four screens.
Go ahead and pet the link below with your mouse. I promise it'll just take you to the full list, and won't chomp down on your mouse arrow, like so much delicious antelope meat.
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1. Unknown
$25.6 million / NEW
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2. Gnomeo and Juliet
$24.8 million / $55.8 million |
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3. I Am Number Four
$22.6 million / NEW |
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4. Just Go With It
$21.7 million / $64.3 million |
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5. Big Mommas: Like Father, Like Son
$19 million / NEW |
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6. Justin Bieber: Never Say Never
$16.5 million / $51.4 million |
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7. The King's Speech
$7.9 million / $104.7 million |
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8. The Roommate
$4.5 million / $33.1 million |
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9. The Eagle
$4.3 million / $15.8 million |
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10. No Strings Attached
$3.7 million / $66.6 million |
Dropped Out: The Green Hornet, Sanctum, True Grit
Source: Box Office Mojo




























Who is in charge of this so we can rectify it?
No, if he defriends them then kills them he will be called the defriend-killer by the news outlets. Then when his is in prison he can write a book and make a fortune off of that and the eventual film-adaptation.
Liam Neeson vs. Japan if only so Liam Neeson vs. Capcom is possible. I'd go see any of these.
Neeson punching the shit out of Chris Redfield???
COUNT ME IN!