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Casting 3 Celebrity Airplane Snafus That Should Be Movies

I love when celebrities can’t behave on airplanes. Travel is the only occasion where they can’t hide from plebes, and I imagine it hurts them tremendously even to acknowledge the tiny plastic cups of Diet Coke around them. Or the little Wheat Thins packets. Three recent celebrity snafus on airplanes deserve full cinematic adaptations (including one that just occurred a couple days ago), and I’ve decided to cast them before Jason Reitman can turn their traumas into Oscar material starring George Clooney and Vera Farmiga. Come fly with these lunatics!

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Casting 3 Celebrity Airplane Snafus That Should Be Movies

REVIEW: I Melt With You Mires Male Midlife Crisis in Overstyled Silliness

Perhaps it’s fitting that talking about I Melt With You means talking about all the things it tries — and fails — to be. The story of a boom-and-bust weekend shared by four reuniting college cronies, I Melt With You is driven by music from its title on, setting the perennial crisis in middle-aged masculinity to glittery eighties beats. An industrial grade melodrama with more cuts than a pound of Bolivian marching powder, the movie aspires to all sorts of aesthetic heights — from Reagan-era reckoning to Iron John implosion to feature-length video for a Jay McInerney cover band. That might make it sound like more fun than it is: Although a stark performative moment here and a cold, sexy shot there slip through, all of the film’s lesser ambitions are undone by its most risible one — to be serious, and thus be taken seriously.

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REVIEW: I Melt With You Mires Male Midlife Crisis in Overstyled Silliness