IGN Interviews Natalie Portman 256
feller writes "IGN FilmForce has posted an interview with Natalie Portman from yesterday's Comic Con regarding her new film, V For Vendetta (written by Andy and Larry Wachowski, creators of The Matrix trilogy) and also covering everything from misguided fans, to what merits the use of violence, to Portman's own opinions about graphic novels. From the interview: 'Most of the Q&A session was dominated with questions for Natalie Portman, the star of the film. While the questions leveled at her ranged from weird to repetitive, one confused young man asked if starring in movies like Mighty Ducks was different than starring in films like V for Vendetta. Problem is, Ms. Portman never starred in Mighty Ducks. '"
Hot grits? (Score:5, Funny)
Damn! I was hoping for some hot grits too!
Bring it on (Score:5, Funny)
Come on, now's your chance. It's on-topic, even!
I want to wake up this morning with 50 hot grits replies to this comment. I know you can do it, guys.
Bring it on!
Re:news for nerds? (Score:3, Funny)
Re:news for nerds? (Score:5, Funny)
It is also apparently news for people with little or no language skills
That was an interview? (Score:3, Funny)
Since theres finally a topic on N. Portman... (Score:2, Funny)
Down with Grits, up with Matzoh (Score:3, Funny)
Natalie Portman petrified in hot matzoh meal. .
Has a nice ring to it, neh?
Lovely IGN (Score:5, Funny)
In my mind... (Score:3, Funny)
NATALIE PORTMAN NAKED AND PETRIFIED (Score:5, Funny)
Worst Interview Ever (Score:2, Funny)
You guys are behind the times (Score:4, Funny)
Sadly, I think she's the same age Natalie Portman was when she first attracted a following...
I sense a disturbance in the Force... (Score:5, Funny)
...it's as if a million kittens cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced.
You know (Score:2, Funny)
Far, far in teh future, in a petrified forest just outside the ruins of Philadelphia, stands a naked, marbelized corpse with an expression of fear and angst across it's face. Scientists of the day, doing research into the decline and fall of mankind hundreds and thousands of years earlier, use temporal analysis instruments to peer into the past and determine the what brought this poor, pathetic creature into these woods and how it came to be in such a state.
Upon a floating disk stands a large, translucent box, the outer covering of which disguises a number of gears and tubes which come to life as the scientists activate it's instruments. Within the large, green viewport, the scientists peer backwards into time, watching countless days and nights peel away like skins of an onion. As time comes back, so do glaciers of mineral deposits which once covered the entire area. For hours, the scientists stare into the viewport. 'This isn't going fast enough', mutters the chief scientist, twisting a knob to increase the rate of reversion.
Suddenly, there is a blazing flash of light, the deposits receed, and the scientists watch the last days of man with great interest. From their viewport, they stare over the city of Philadelphia and watch as the air defences fire upon opponents in the skies above. Massive sledges of steaming, boiling grits drop their payloads onto the city, and block by block the guns go silent. The scene on the horizon is choked by the sheer number of sledges, and the cackling of the sledgemasters can be heard through the audible amplification unit. The thousands of lenses of the scientists eyes focus all at once on the city limits, where fleeing citizens can be seen escaping a bubbling, oozing force as it emerges from all the buildings. Soon, the valley surrounding the city is becoming layered with grits running over from the city, and the skyline which was home to people for so many generations vanishes in a grey, chunky mess.
The scientists watch as survivors coming up the hill become trapped in the lava-like ooze and instantly burst into flames. By now, they can hear the screams of the last few runners who somehow managed to stay ahead of the grits which have filled the valley like chowder in a soup bowl. Finally, lights shine through the clouds above a massive sledge emerges from the heavens, larger than the city itself lying below. A thunderous beeping sound, like that of a thousand backloaders, begins echoing over the scene. In the viewport, the scientists watch with keen interest as 2 events take place: the last of the runners makes her way into the forest, towards higher grounds above and possibly salvation, and the bottom of the massive sledge gives way to megatons of steaming hot grits. In an instant, the runner is swept up in the massive outpouring of grits which quickly consume her. The viewport goes dark.
'Back up a few frames, I want to check something', says the lead scientist. The culinary officer complies, his cerci swinging back and forth excitedly as the group looks for clues to the identity of the runner. They stare closely into the viewport, when one of the scientists exlaims 'Stop! That badge seems to be a means of identification. T'jalfar, you know ancient human dialects, what does it say?'
T'jalfar adjusts his 4,000 lensed monacle. After a moment, he mutters, 'Port... Port... Portman! That is what it says, this one's name was Portman.'
'What does it mean?' asks one of the other scientists.
'Definitely kosher, my friends. By the name given on the badge, it is safe to say this one was definitely kosher' says T'jalfar.
An excited chatter rose amongst the crowd. The culinary officer ambled up to the marblized corpse, it's anntenae running all over to determine the best place to insert his instruments. Being the most advanced species on the planet, the cockroach scientists take great care to only seek out the finest meals and employ the most advanced technology to ensure the quality of their food.
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Re:news for nerds? (Score:3, Funny)
If you RTFA, you'll find ducks are specifically referred to as NOT being relevant. Not even mighty ones.
Re:In my mind... (Score:1, Funny)
I stare at a lot of porn movies too.
Re:In my mind... (Score:3, Funny)
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