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jackass 3.5: coming to the interweb march 2011

It's official. After a month or two of nebulous talkings, we're finally able to give you a somewhat firm release date—or at least month—for jackass 3.5: March 2011. What is jackass 3.5? Well, it's similar in almost every respect to jackass 2.5, in that it is the best of the rest of the footage that couldn't be squeezed into the stern, stern but fair run-time of jackass 3D, or may have been too similar in content to other segments already in the feature.

Like remember all that butt stuff in jackass 2.5? Even though many of those segments were of top shelf jackass quality, e.g. "Butt Bellows" and "Butt Bead Ass Kite," we already had the "Butt Chug" and "Strongman" tipping the scales in jackass number two (not to mention the "Fart Mask" and "Tiny Toilet"), which more than filled its anal quota —not that we have a quota, mind you, but it is important to celebrate diversity in feature content.

Anyway, you get the idea. And if you don't get the idea, well, lucky for you we just returned from Europe not too long ago, where we filmed all-new interviews with the cast to walk and talk through this excess amount of footage (as well as a few pieces that didn't go exactly as hoped but still ranked quite high on the ridiculous meter).

Logistically, jackass 3.5 will begin streaming in episodic chunks—like vomit!—on the Interweb in March 2011 with a full feature-length assemblage soon to follow. After the Interweb has had its saucy way with it, jackass 3.5 will then make its way to a digital afterlife on DVD with all sorts of added bonus crap.

So that's jackass 3.5 in brief. For those of you that prefer extended happy endings, here's the full release from Paramount Digital Entertainment and MTV that hit the online entertainment news outlets earlier today:

Paramount Digital Entertainment in association with MTV, both part of Viacom Inc., announced today that it plans to release jackass 3.5 digitally in March of 2011. Jackass 3D hit theaters on October 15, 2010 and has already grossed over $155 million at the worldwide box office. The film stars Johnny Knoxville and the boys and was produced by Dickhouse Production's Jeff Tremaine and Spike Jonze, along with Knoxville. Jackass 3.5, which was tailor-made for launch in digital media, will feature all new content, including never-before-seen stunts, pranks and other side-splitting antics by the jackass crew. New stunts and antics from jackass 3.5 will be released online weekly and then packaged together as a feature length film distributed digitally followed by other platforms including home video.

"I don't want to say that the jackass guys invented the Internet, but they were doing viral videos before most people had even heard the term. That distinguished heritage makes jackass the perfect franchise for digital," said Thomas Lesinski, President of Paramount Digital Entertainment. "When the jackass guys went to make jackass 3D, we proposed that we shoot a follow up to the successful jackass 2.5 digital feature alongside it, and everyone was up for it. In jackass 3.5, you are going to see an entire movie's worth of new stunts, new pranks and new gags, on whatever screen you choose."

"For jackass 3D we shot enough footage for two movies so a lot of great stuff didn't make it in the film. Luckily you will get to see those bits in 3.5. We also shot some additional footage in Europe specifically for 3.5. I have staples in my head right now to prove it. Woo-hoo!" said jackass co-founder and star Johnny Knoxville.

"It's been ten years since jackass first launched on MTV and there is still more poo, stunts and hilarity to go around on every screen imaginable," said Van Toffler, President, MTVN Music/Logo/Films Group. "Whenever the jackass crew gets together, you know there will be a plethora of valuable fragments of entertainment to satiate their fans, and jackass 3.5 will not disappoint as the latest installment in this fine franchise."

 (Photo by Sean Cliver; California 2010)

photos of the day by lauren graham

Normally I'm not what you would call the most sentimental person, but that's really only my half-ass callous exterior speaking. Just like everyone else, my hardened little heart does tend to thaw during the holiday season—despite the frigid 40-degree cold snap we've been experiencing in Los Angeles the past week—as I look back on the year and reflect upon the way we were for the time that was ... and goddamn, what an awesome time it was.

Our filming years tend to be the most exciting, happy, stressful, and fun-filled that I've ever had the pleasure to live. It's like a family reunion that goes on for months and months that you never want to end—and believe me, at times it feels like it is never going to end—but then it abruptly does ... and that's always one hell of a shock to the system.

This past weekend, as birds were slaughtered left, right and center in the voracious name of thanks, that shock began to set in deep when Lauren Graham sent me a folder of images she'd taken with her "hipster-fucking-Holga" on a visit to the set while we were filming the open and close to jackass 3D. Most all of the people portrayed in this selection of photos are dicks, but they're also some of the finest dicks I know and I'm proud to have had them as my extended family (with a respectful nod to the late Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.) for the past decade—some even longer than that.

Now if you'll excuse me I have to go to the bathroom. I don't know if it's an allergic reaction to sentiment or what, but whenever I emote it gives me a wicked case of the runs. —Sean Cliver

Want to know more about Lauren "LG" Graham? Click and learn: www.laurengrahamfilms.com

(Photos by Lauren Graham; California 2010)

the incredible smoke shot with jukka and dimitry

YouTube is full of incredible this, that and whatever, but here's our low-rent entrant into the "Holy shit!" fray. Recently, while in Madrid, Spain for the MTV EMA festivities, Jukka Hilden of the Dudesons piped up at a cafe that he could flip a smoke into someone's mouth from a sporting distance. Our resident "DP" Dimitry Elyashkevich tends to have more oral talent than most, so he volunteered to be the recipient for demonstrational purposes. The first one or two tries Jukka missed his target. He then readjusted his position on the grounds that he was "too close" and backed up a few more feet. Lo and behold—and perhaps with some credit to Dimitry—he hit the boca mark with remarkable accuracy. For that matter, so did Knate Gwaltney, who managed to capture Jukka's incredible smoke toss on the digital smart putty of his camera.

Incidentally, should there be any naysayers claiming "smoke and mirrors," rest assured this was ALL smoke and mouth with no shenanigans whatsoever. Kikkeli!

(Special thanks to Knate, the man with the quick hands on his cam, for supplying this video.)

photo of the day: preston lacy and wee man

Lately it would appear Rick Kosick and I are having an online photo duel, but it really is a symbiotic relationship. He rubs my back, I rub his back, and then we do other stuff too, but let's not get into that now because there's really nothing there to sensually begin with. We're just hopped up on traffic, the Interweb equivalent to a meth addiction. Anyway, a funny story about Preston Lacy and Wee Man here in Madrid, Spain. We'd stopped down production on jackass 3.5 (which really sounds far more impressive than it actually was ... we were just conducting interviews with them) to break for lunch at a cafe in Retiro Park, where Preston and Wee both ordered a beer with no specifications in size. The waiter returned moments later to present Preston with a large mug and Wee Man with a wee mug. I'd like to say he was joking, but there was nothing at all resmbling humor in this man's temperament, making his apparent act of "discrimination" all the more funny. Salud!

(Photos by Sean Cliver; Madrid, Spain 2010)

pink friday: merry crap for your holiday wish list

The other week on the jackassworld Twitter feed there was a whole discussion about some weird "Orange Wednesday" deal in the UK. From the ashes of that confusion came the whimsical proposal to create and celebrate "Pink Tuesday," but in honor of "Black Friday" here in the States—don't ask, it's a consumer thing—let's switch it to "Pink Friday" instead. So, that said and switched, 'tis officially the beginning of the season to give and receive. To prevent any tragic holiday misgivings allow me to present a humble spread of gifty suggestions for either you or yours.

 

boob - A Collection of Stories and Other Nonsense From Big Brother Magazine

A must own/read for any former fan of Big Brother skateboard magazine or jackassworld.ripper that took a justifiable fancy to the posts of Dave Carnie. I'll be spotlighting this book later on, but for now just know that no library or book collection—especially Glenn Danzig's—would be complete without this 720-page paper brick. Best of all, once you're done plowing through this Ulysses of the skateboard world it can be recycled as a doorstop, an organic anvil, or a tool with which to bludgeon small rodents or other unwelcome household pests (possibly even drop an intruder to his knees long enough to dial 911—provided of course that your aim is true and you're not handicapped with a throwing arm such as Travis Pastrana's).

 

jackass: 10 Years of Stupid

In commemoration of the 10th anniversary of jackass, this deluxe hardbound book celebrates the jackass cast and crew at their best and fun-loving worst. Reaching deep down into the archives, this compendium not only retrospectively spans the 10 years worth of various jackass projects—including the television show, jackass the movie, wildboyz, jackass number two, the jackassworld 24-hour takeover and jackass 3D—but the Big Brother skateboard magazine years that came before in the ’90s. With over 200 pages of full-color photos featuring Johnny Knoxville, Bam Margera, Steve-O, Chris Pontius, Ryan Dunn, Wee Man, Preston Lacy, Dave England, Danger Ehren and more, jackass: 10 Years of Stupid chronicles their rise from relative obscurity to becoming a permanent smear on pop poop culture history. Bathroom reading material at its very finest.

 

jackass: the lost tapes

In the online downtime between jackass 2.5 and jackass 3D, we scraped the bottom of the television tape archives and came up with all sorts of segments that went "missing" and never made it onto the jackass DVD box set. The “Self Defense Test,” “Stun Collar,” “Unicycle Poo Barf,” “Fast Food Football,” “Roller Jump,” and “Satan vs. God” (in its original long ass-kicking form!) are just some of the absurd gold that what was once lost but now is found, not to mention all the original jackass show opens and credit/outtake montages. But wait ... there's more! In addition to all the MIA television clips there's loads of bonus never-before-seen footage, including this really special moment when Dimitry Elyashkevich picked a booger from his Russian nostrils and delicately placed it on Sleep-O's mouth—and now it can be yours! Pressed, packaged, produced and preserved for dumb digital eternity.

 

jackass unrated 3-pack

It's hard to believe, but yes, we've been kicking, screaming, laughing and pooping for the past 10 years now. Wow ... when put like that it really sounds like a run of the mill description for any mental patient confined to life in a lunatic asylum circa the early 1900s. Anyway, I think this means we've jumped from one generation to the next—much like the Ebola virus jumping from monkeys to humans in Africa—and in the process picked up a whole slew of newcomers to the world of jackass. For these people there now exists this DVD 3-pack of unrated wonders to behold, cherish and share with loved ones throughout the years. Suck it, Frank Capra!

 

ESPN Films 30 for 30: The Birth of Big Air

Lacking inspiration in life? Look no further than this truly heartfelt production presenting the high-flying life and times of BMX legend Mat Hoffman. Throughout his career, Mat ignored conventional limitations; instead focusing his efforts on the purity of the sport and the pursuit of "what's next." His motivations stem purely from his own ambitions, and even without endorsements, cameras, fame, and fans, Mat would still would be working to push the boundaries of gravity. Spike Jonze and Johnny Knoxville, along with director Jeff Tremaine, showcase the inner workings and exploits of the man who gave birth to "Big Air." (By the way, no true jackass fan's collection is complete without the jackass presents Mat Hoffman's Tribute to Evel Knievel DVD, in which Johnny Knoxville's urethra met its bloody match in the handlebar of a motocross bike.)

The Wild and Wonderful Whites of West Virginia

What can I say about the Wild Whites that hasn't been said before? I'm sure there's something of course, but my brain is slowly but surely bowing to the fact it is 3:00am and my stomach is still grinding away the football-sized plate of Thanksgiving food I ingested earlier in the evening. In short, baby's tired and I would happily let anyone put me in a corner just so I could go to sleep and dream a little digestive dream. Yep, there goes the attention span. Oh well. But regardless of whether you're familiar with the cult classic footwork of Jesco White or not, this documentary is sure to open your eyes, drop your jaw and expose you to what director Julien Nitzberg hails as "a portrait of America's last outlaw family."

 

Device Skins

The ubiquitous skin makes the ubiquitous stocking stuffer. So whether it's an iPhone, iTouch or Blackberry, we've got a branded condom to offer the bare minimum in fashionable mobile device protection. If you like what you see below, then click here to view the full monty of jackass sheaths.

 

the jackass 3D european campaign: spain revisited

I'll be honest with you: I have a hard time giving up the past, and that's precisely why we're still in Spain—never mind the fact a significant amount of our daily traffic comes from there. Coincidence? Plate of shrimp? Random movie references that are now lost on a new generation of confused repo men? All these questions and more will not be answered, and that is even more precisely why we're going back down memory lane with a few videos I found while wandering around the worldwide wasteland. For instance, this straight up clippy clip from the premiere of jackass 3D at the Kinepolis in Madrid:

And now that you've seen a professional take on the movie premiere proceedings, let's step it down a digital pixel or two (perhaps even more) and peep the Spanish fan's eye view from the theatrical stands as the boys get wiggedy-wiggedy-wack on the mike while welcoming the crowd:

The world would not be what it is without poles—and no, that's not a nod to the Polish, but rather the concept of opposites. And with that we trade the in for the out to see an even more degenerative fan's eye view of the Kinepolis premiere entrance:

Bonus! Virtually every MTV EMA-oriented celebrity was housed at the Westin Palace, where numerous Españiards camped out all hours of the day to catch a glimpse of someone famous—or not, in some instances, an example being our cameraman Tyler Swain. I think he was initially mistaken by some teenage girls for Dave England (?)  and from there he proceeded to sign numerous autographs, pose for photos and receive the full flash popping power of the paparazzi. What with the old world architecture, giddy foreign accents and ebullient enthusiasm, it was all very Fellini-esque in our very own la dolce vita ridicola. Anyway, here's a random treasured moment from one campista feliz outside the hotel as the jackass cast made their way out the door and off to the EMAs:

photo of the day: ryan dunn

Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the closet after the recent MTV EMAs in Madrid, Spain. I have to say that one of my many enjoyments from the past decade has involved our ascent through the Nine Circles of Absurdity to the celebrated point at which we're now propped and poised. Don't think for a second that any of this ridiculousness is lost upon us. Okay, maybe it's lost on a very, very few, but who knows ... chances are they may have been genetically flawed from the start what with a few sticky strands of seriousness wound up inside the ass of their DNA. Anyway, if Dante had a sense of humor about his inferno, I'm sure he would be absolutely en fuego over this extra-large, extra-ludicrous and extra-noisy iPod photo of the day with Ryan Dunn and Miley Cyrus.

the jackass 3D european campaign: spain, pt. 2

And so it comes to this. Actually, it hasn't come to anything. We've simply reached the final destination point of our international promotional campaign: the MTV European Music Awards in Madrid, Spain. Several members of the jackass cast were going to be presenting awards, and we, the lowly crew, were lucky enough to ride their coattails straight through the VIP backdoor and into the celebrity thick of it.

Some instantly retired to the cast green room to sip water and eat nuts. Others disappeared into the open bar/food area to down booze and ingest exotic buffet fare. Several took up faux-instruments to test drive the new Rock Band 3 video game. And Rick Kosick went big-game hunting for the Jersey short woman known as "Snooki" to bag an exclusive backstage money-shot photo for his website www.rickkosick.tv.

The EMAs were ... well, the EMAs. Whether you like it, love it, hate it, or could care less about it—it simply is what it musically is. Me, I'm not exactly the most new pop-culture kid on the block, so most of the winning and performing faces were way, way off my radar, a/k/a highly irrelevant to my life and times. I did catch the Kings of Leon perform from the long distant vantage point of our VIP seat block, but others, like Ke$ha, whom when I first heard the name announced confused her for a breakfast cereal spokesmodel, drove me out of the arena and into the backstage bar zone, where the act of getting a drink was nearly if not more difficult than keeping up with the commas at this point. So. Let's put an end to that. There! Okay.

Photos clockwise from upper left: Johnny Knoxville runs the gauntlet outside the Westin Palace hotel with class; Rock Band 3ers Rick Kosick, Knate Gwaltney, Dimitry Elyashkevich and Cordell Mansfield; Backstage photo time-killing with Danger Ehren and that one random aforementioned tall girl from London; Wee Man goes commando on live TV; Sean Cliver gets green-roomed with Caleb Followill of the Kings of Leon; Chris Pontius and the EMA skeleton key of credentials.

By now you've no doubt heard or perhaps even seen the penile spectacle that the boys made out of their EMA award presentation. (I can't even remember what or who they were awarding, such was the upstaged case.) However, for those that live under a bigger slab of rock than I presently do, Wee Man freed his willy and done stuck his dick in the proverbial mashed potatoes of the event. Funny how a bared penis can be such a hard thing for the mainstream to swallow when it's force-fed to them, and yes, you can make of that what you will.

Photos clockwise from upper left: A bowl of Ke$ha and Cliver (for all I know she still might as well be a breakfast cereal spokesmodel); Sometimes you just have to do it because it's just so ludicrous—Dave England, Lindsey Shupe and Cliver mob up with Miley Cyrus; A crowded backstage house with the Dudesons and our crew (make special note of the unopened Pepsi soda pop cans).

I didn't bring along my camera to this event (aside from the crummy photo-taking feature on my iPod Touch), so you'll have to bear with several of the images from the EMA's backstage after-party as I was often on the giving end of the digital putty. Quite honestly, though, it really can be a relief to be cut free from the responsibility of toting a $3000 camera around (I was, admittedly, rolling the dice with my rig at the Irish after-party in the state I was in), especially when there is loads of free alcohol to grease the wheels of stupid. Yee-hah!

Photos clockwise from upper left: Danger Ehren with yet another King of Leon, Jared Followill; Cliver, lost in translation between a "high-five" and a "go fuck yourself"; Alcohol can harm you, Cliver and Ryan Dunn; Kosick and Lindsey support Kid Rock; Dimitry, Guch, Coronita and Seamus "I was in the jackass 3D credits 'Blue Room'!" Frawley.

All of the above was the upside, by the way. The downside was that the majority of us were to be leaving the hotel bright and early that Spanish morning—approximately four hours from when several of these photos were taken—for our international and overwhelmingly hungover trip back to the United States ... and it was not pretty.

(Crappy iPod Touch photos by Sean Cliver; all other photos courtesy of Lindsey Shupe's camera; Madrid, Spain 2010)

photo of the day: johnny knoxville and jesco white

This past Thursday night at the Smog Shoppe in the marginally beautiful outskirts of Culver City, CA, Tribeca Films sported a DVD release party for The Wild and Wonderful Whites of West Virginia with a special appearance and performance by the legendary dancing outlaw himself, Jesco White (not to mention Roger Alan Wade as well). There was also Baby Blues BBQ, custom-tailored drinks, a flip book photo booth, and for those with a flair for celebrity verité The Situation (not to be confused with The Issue, The Incident or The Happenstance). Rick Kosick kindly provided us with this photo of the day, so be sure to return the down-home favor and check out the rest of his flick picks from the Wild Whites shindig at www.rickkosick.tv.

(Photo by Rick Kosick; Culver City, CA 2010)

steve-o: performing live at carolines in nyc

Hello Everyone,

I will be in New York City doing my own comedy show at Carolines on Broadway, and it's going to be a blast. If you can get there, you're not going to want to miss it. Tickets are already on sale, here is the info:

PERFORMANCE SCHEDULE: 

WEDNESDAY, 11/24 @ 9:30PM

THURSDAY, 11/25 @ 7:30PM

FRIDAY, 11/26 @ 7:30 & 10:00PM

SATURDAY, 11/27 @ 7:30 & 10:00PM

SUNDAY, 11/28 @ 7:30PM 

TICKETS AND RESERVATIONS: 

Tickets: www.carolines.com 
Reservations: 212.757.4100 
Tiny URL: http://tinyurl.com/steveotix 

I hope to see you all there!

Love,

Steve-O

(Photo by Sean Cliver; Los Angeles, CA 2010)

photo of the day: ryan dunn and preston lacy

It would appear that Preston Lacy has died and gone to Due Date premiere heaven, but that is nowhere near the spiritual case. Instead of standing beside current film comedy magnate Zach Galifianakis, Preston is in fact fronting with the one and only Ryan Dunn. True, the similarity is beyond re-fucking-markable. So much so that late this summer Dunn was mistakenly reported to be a special guest star appearance made by Zach in jackass 3D via a prominent entertainment media source ... the name of which now escapes me. Hmm, maybe it wasn't so prominent after all? Then again, what is a prominent entertainment media source these days? All these questions and more will not be answered here, so now is about the time I do my best menopausal impression and drop the final period on this photo of the day.

(Photo by Sean Cliver; Madrid, Spain 2010)

the jackass 3D european campaign: spain, pt. 1

España! I've already beaten the rains from the plains well into the Basque region, so let's forge beyond such cliched territories into the very heart of Madrid where we took up residence for four-ish days. It was there that we also picked up one last addition to our crew with the arrival of Danger Ehren, who was heretofore unable to join us for personal reasons.

Now to be clear, we had no idea what was going to happen in Madrid with regard to a premiere for jackass 3D. This was the first time any of us had come to Spain in such a jackass capacity, so it was with no expectations whatsoever that we were driven to the outskirts of Madrid to a very unexpecting and suburban-like cineplex. But if the unruly crowd outside the theater was any indication of what was going on inside, well, it was even more chaotic than that. It was awesome!

Quite unlike the formalities of the London premiere (which was very Mary Poppins and by the prim and proper book), this was a total fan-fucking-free-for-all. Or at least so it appeared from my vantage point, which was a very crowded, jostled and hustled one indeed. Seriously, from the moment we first set foot on the red carpet it was like being mainlined into the theater with full sensory assault and overload on all fronts: screaming fans, blaring music, flashing flashes, dancing girls and even more screaming fans on top of that. Even jaded veterans of such events remarked on the pure off the hook nature of this particular premiere. Heck, we'd just come all the way to Spain and now there was no need to even consider a run with the bulls after surviving this night of running with the fans. ¡Viva España!

Photos clockwise from upper left: Chris Pontius gets lost in the crowd; Wee Man flaunts a Spanish rose; Danger Ehren finally in the Euro house; Two of the Dudesons—Jukka and Jarppi—rock out with their mock out.

Incidentally, several of us stuck around to see the feature since it was dubbed in Spanish. This was, perhaps, to the Españiards dismay, but we found it to be a real kick in the pantalones. Whoever they get to do these voices really does give it their all, and I can only imagine how much fun it would be to watch them in the dubbing sessions as they try to match the intensity of the scenes. Plus it was just plain hilarious hearing the jackass cast in their altered lingual states.

Photo: The more cast members we pick up the harder these group shots get. Sorry, Preston!

Photos clockwise from upper left: Dave England finds a familiar tattoo in the Spanish lot; Jeff Tremaine poses with Jeff Tremaine; Lance Bangs poses with Bam Margera and a promisory note signed by Spike Jonze, the alleged director of the equally alleged forthcoming Kim Jong-il biopic; Wee Man demonstrates the miracles of 3D for Rick Kosick's camera.

The after-party was not so much a party as it was a long, drawn out dinnery affair—a dinner that started at 11:00pm, mind you, but apparently that's just how the Spanish do it. They also smoke like chimneys in the dead of winter, so before long we were all driven to the fresher air of an outdoor patio where we mostly sat, drank and shot the American shit with the Kings of Leon, the lot of which had accompanied us to the premiere and then to dinner afterward. On that somewhat musical note, Part 2 of our European vacation in Spain will pick up on the eve of the MTV European Music Awards (everything between this and that was jackass 3.5 related and won't become relevant until early next year). Until then ... adiós muchachos del mono!

Photos left to right: Preston Lacy finally buries the college sports hatchet with Kings of Leon drummer Nathan Followill; A few minutes from the apparent 36-hour birthday celebration of our production coordinator Lindsey Shupe.

To see more photos from our Spanish inquisition be sure to pick up the official Dickhouse app available on iTunes.

(Photos by Sean Cliver; Madrid, Spain 2010)

photo of the day: rick kosick and lance bangs

Okay, so I said we were leaving London, but no, here we still are, jolly as UK ever. Why so? Why can't we move onto Madrid and make Spanish merry? Well, mostly because Rick Kosick just posted the first installment of his photos from our recent trip, which finally afforded me this marvelous opportunity: To present the making of the Lance Bangs photo. Yes, this is how things come together in our world. We see, we shoot, and we do the doo doo ... which often amounts to much ado about nothing, e.g. today's photo of the day. Cheers!

Check out Rick's flicks (and more) here: www.rickkosick.tv

(Photo by Sean Cliver; London, England 2010)

the jackass 3D european campaign: england, pt. 2

Before we wrap up London and head down to Madrid for the final stop on our working tour, let's take a last lingering look at the jackass 3D premiere at the BFI IMAX, where one reporter tries his best to wrangle the ADHD nature of our cast on the red carpet.

First up, we have Wee Man. He doesn't say much, but his volume speaks volumes as always.

Next in line, Preston Lacy, the pride of Joplin, Missouri, and the latest victim of my over commatization.

And that leads us to Bam, although to be perfectly honest there was no lead in whatsoever. Anarchy in the UK!

Who's a professional? Johnny Knoxville. This man has it down to an amicable art (even if he can't remember a name or face).

Hey, it's Dave England in England! One non-working afternoon in London, he spent all his per diem on buying any and all tourist crap with the word England on it. A perfectly Dave thing to do if you know anything at all about Dave to begin with.

Another master wordsmith when it comes to the promotional mill, Jeff Tremaine. He looks quite dapper, doesn't he? Well, if you're going to be a dapper lad, England is the place to do it.

Last but certainly not least ... Chris Pontius. And no surprise it's the longest interview to be featured, because length and Pontius are two things that go hand in hand on all occasions.

photo of the day: johnny knoxville

When we first embarked on this three-dimensional odyssey back in January, the one image stuck in our collective head was that classic shot of a '50s theater audience bedecked in 3D glasses (see here). So when it came time to preview early cuts of the flick in August for unbiased eyes, Jeff Tremaine made a special request of Paramount to have all the screener 3D glasses made out of white cardstock to replicate that specific "vintage" look (not to mention the fact they look distinctly more "3D" in the audience reaction shots than say a crowd wearing the standard issue Roy Orbisons).

At the BFI IMAX premiere in London, England though, we were given these super-large 3D glasses to facilitate the super-large viewing experience. They looked goofy as all hell (as can be witnessed by the spacey, bug-eyed audience), but I'll be damned if these weren't the best dimensional specs I've worn to date—and I've test-driven quite an assortment the past three months. I really don't have anything else to say on this dimensional subject, relevant and/or otherwise, but if you think the quality of the shot above is shite then perhaps you'd be interested to see how the original below looked and how far it came back from the underexposed grave:

Verily, I say unto thee, I have looked upon the face of God and His name is Digital.

(Photo by Sean Cliver; London, England 2010)