At Long Last, 'The Breakfast Club' For The Sitting-In-An-Airport Generation
· Count the things wrong with this sentence: Bumped, a modern-day version of The Breakfast Club set at Chicago's O'Hare Airport, has been given a greenlight, with McG protege Anna Mastro attached to direct. [THR]
· SAG StrikeWatch threat alert: Honeysuckle! The actors guild won't start negotiating until April at the soonest. Asked for a reason, president Alan Rosenberg paused for a moment, then offered, "Oh, who are we kidding. I'm a slave to the draaaamaaaaa." [Variety]
· A campaign for Diane Lane dud Untraceable, which allowed Facebook users to pull up "gruesome torture scenes" from the movie about, uh, a Facebook-using serial killer or something, has been pulled by the social networking site. Let's keep it to werewolves and zombies, folks. Maybe a nice Underworld 3 promotion? Thanks. [Variety]
· The Judd Apatow Repertory Players are back for Five-Year Engagement, from the Forgetting Sarah Marshall writer/director-writer/star team of Nick Stoler and Jason Segel. Your circle of friends, meanwhile, have yet to sell anything besides overpriced coffee and crumble pastries to Universal. [Variety]
· ABC wants to breathe new life into canceled Zach Braff launching-pad Scrubs with an order of 18 episodes. An unnamed representative from NBC countered, "No! We killed that! Let it die, you sad little D-girl!" [THR]