“I admit that I get a little queasy, especially when it comes to blood around my arms. When I go to the doctor for a checkup and they draw blood, I admit, I’m not good at that at all. … [But] when I watched that scene, I was fine.”
—James Franco explains that even though he feels faint at the sight of blood, he didn’t have trouble filming or watching the infamous scene in “127 Hours” where he amputates his own arm. Others haven’t handled the scene so well. There have been many reports of people fainting, vomiting, and having panic attacks during screenings. Fun? [People] Keep reading »
I suspect that James Franco has a touch of the “Megan Fox”-ies. No, he doesn’t suffer from aggressive sexyface (not with that hipster ‘stache, anyway) or toe-thumbs; rather, James is king of the sound byte. James Franco-isms get so bizarre sometimes that I suspect they may not be true.
The latest example: When asked what turns him on during a visit to “Inside The Actors Studio,” James said rabbits. “Sometimes rabbits, like, turn me on. I don’t know why.” Ooookay. [PopSugar]
After the jump, let’s revisit some other classic James Franco quotes: Keep reading »
“I guess my life of crime started by stealing cologne [in junior high]. We’d keep [cologne sample bottles] in the locker, in our gym locker at school and we’d sell some from the lockers …”
—James Franco from his interview on “Inside the Actor’s Studio.” I hope he was stealing/selling Drakkar Noir. That was the only dude scent worth wearing in junior high. I suppose James refers to this as his earliest work of “performance art.” [NY Post] Keep reading »
Dear James and Anne,
Congrats on that whole “hosting the Oscars” thing. We suppose it’s kind of a big deal, though probably not for you two, what with your mega-blockbusters, and nude scenes and simultaneous quadruple master’s programs. Still, hosting The Academy Awards can be a tricky proposition–it’s a slow-moving, oft long-running show of self-gratuitousness–THAT WE LOVE TO PIECES! So we’ve decided to offer some tips and tricks to make your Oscars the best they can be. Keep reading »
Amelia, I will not be liveblogging the Oscars this year: Mr. Overexposure himself, James Franco, will be co-hosting the 83rd annual Academy Awards with Anne Hathaway. Maybe we’ll get lucky and he will get stuck under a boulder and cut his arm off onstage? I kid, I kid. But seriously, James Franco is damn near impossible to avoid these days. He just published a book, his new movie “127 Hours” is out, he does performance art dissecting “Three’s Company,” he’s posing in drag on the covers of magazines, and he’s apparently a grad student at, like, five different colleges simultaneously. (I am exaggerating, but not by much.) While that is wonderfully productive, he’s really just a not-terribly-interesting thespian whose forté is acting like a stoner. Anne Hathaway, at least, can sing, dance and act, which are qualities that might come in handy for an Oscars host.
I’ll be skipping this year’s Oscars, I’m afraid. I’ll learn all I need to know next season on “The Rachel Zoe Project” as Rachel freaks out over Anne’s dresses, I’m sure. [People] Keep reading »
You couldn’t pay me to go see director Danny Boyle’s new movie, “127 Hours,” which stars James Franco as a rock climber who gets trapped under a boulder and has to amputate his own arm. Apparently, the movie gets pretty gruesome—a Daily Mail reviewer called it “the most harrowing bone-breaking and amputation scene in the history of cinema.” Not that I can think of any others. But what’s truly crazy is the number of people who have passed out, vomited, or had seizures during preview screenings. Keep reading »