Actors work. They don't all sit around waiting for Spielberg or Scorsese to call. De Niro accepts roles, challenges, paychecks, whatever, because that's what he does for a living. He acts.

And, he still has his "Superman Lives" costume ready…you know, just in case.

If this really is a "true story," a small town in Minnesota was the murder capital of the United States and nobody outside of Minnesota and North Dakota knew it.

Even the one when Milton Berle was the host? No way. (Way?)

Still tied with Chiwetel Ejiofor and Shia Labeouf at the top of the "Movie Star Whose Name We Can't Spell or Pronounce" rankings.

Bronco quarterback Peyton Manning, asked for a comment, said cryptically, "Nationwide is on his side."

I like the part where the Boston priest deflates the young football player's ball.

Ed Sullivan and Pink Lady were the last of the variety hosts who had great difficulty speaking English.

A nice change for Richard Jordan after just playing psychos in westerns.

If there's one thing Chicago loves, it's a Boston newspaper movie.

Their brand is crisis.

Thomson, cinema's biggest boor and bore.

Recently retitled Godzilla Wears Prada.

On the next "The Knick," Syphilis and Malaria are guarded by Phil Jackson and Walt Frazier.

So, first he'll "try" them, like in L.A. like with O.J., then he'll kill them?

I only watch Sandra Bullock movies in which she develops an offensive tackle.

Yvonne Craig's in heaven, watching, saying, "I'd have kicked her ass."

That title was taken by the NFL's Sunday pre-game show on Fox.

And STILL the best show on television, as it has been now for 1 year + 3 episodes.

Equally scary: "Nightmare Inn," starring Niles Crane and Gil Chesterton.