This looks exciting. My jaw is still hanging on the floor. Commentary after the footage.
Wow. It's a bit thrilling seeing Rupert in this new role. However, I'm getting LESS THAN ZERO flashbacks--as disturbing as teen flicks get, and from which I've never recovered fully (thanks a lot, Robert Downey Jr.)
UPDATE: Alas, it was good while it lasted. Apparently this wasn't the finished trailer. But the real deal should be up soon, I imagine. Hope you caught a glimpse while you could.
Prof. H
Showing posts with label Rupert Grint. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rupert Grint. Show all posts
Monday, April 6, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Breaking the Blog Drought to Bring You These Awesome Things
Firstly, our boy Dan on Conan O'Brien this week. As Ron often says of Luna, Dan is "always good value."
And speaking of Ron, here's a zexy still from Rupert Grint's new flick, CHERRYBOMB:

If you squint hard, the girl in the pic looks like Emma Watson (for all you shippers out there...squee away at that thought).
Okay, it's someone else's turn to post. Jedi J, ahem...
Prof. H
And speaking of Ron, here's a zexy still from Rupert Grint's new flick, CHERRYBOMB:

If you squint hard, the girl in the pic looks like Emma Watson (for all you shippers out there...squee away at that thought).
Okay, it's someone else's turn to post. Jedi J, ahem...
Prof. H
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Prof. H,
Rupert Grint
Monday, September 22, 2008
Rupert's Turn
In recent posts I've waxed (not so) poetic about how grown-up Dan Radcliffe and Emma Watson seem all of the sudden. Now it's Rupert Grint's turn:

What is this? Stubble? Muscles? Who? What? Where? Pics from the set of Grint's new film Wild Target reveal a whole new Rupert. I'm just hoping Harry and Ron forget their razors or whatever shaving spell wizards use while they're camping in the film version of Deathly Hallows. Just saying.
Oh, and that girl, she isn't me. Sigh.
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Prof. H

What is this? Stubble? Muscles? Who? What? Where? Pics from the set of Grint's new film Wild Target reveal a whole new Rupert. I'm just hoping Harry and Ron forget their razors or whatever shaving spell wizards use while they're camping in the film version of Deathly Hallows. Just saying.
Oh, and that girl, she isn't me. Sigh.
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Prof. H
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grown up,
prof h,
Rupert Grint,
Wild Target
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