A few years ago, Rent came to the big screen by means of Chris Columbus, from a screenplay by The Perks of Being a Wallflower scribe, Stephen Chbosky. What made the film particularly special was that almost all of the Broadway cast reprised their roles for the movie -- thereby keeping the original spark. It was a smart move on their part -- it's hard to complain about an adaptation when the main players are into it. Variety is now reporting that both Anthony Rapp and Adam Pascal, who played Mark and Roger on stage and screen, have returned to the show for the next six weeks. For Rapp, that means stepping into the shoes he first filled all the way back in 1994, during the workshop version (Roger, at the time, was played by Tony Hoylen).

Rapp said after his return: "It feels like home." While most of the costumes have changed over the last 10+ years, he wears "the same old coat, but new everything else." For Pascal, fans were so happy to see him back on the stage that when he began to sing the wrong verse during the performance, "the entire audience laughed right along with him." I've never gotten into Rent, but I've always been a fan of Rapp. To me, he'll always be Daryl from Adventures in Babysitting, McGoo in School Ties and of course, the geeky Tony in Dazed and Confused.

• Date Movie - Nowhere in the formula "Comedy = Tragedy + Time" does "Cruelty" figure in, something that this caca-palooza -- "from 2 of the 6 writers of Scary Movie" -- sets out to correct from the very first scene. When they introduce us to morbidly obese Julia Jones (Alyson Hannigan), it is with ridicule as they paint her as a hideous beast that makes men vomit and turn gay. Of course, when we remember that 2 of the 6 writers of Scary Movie were Wayans Brothers, whose stock in trade is that kind of cruelty, it makes sense (even if these are another two writers.)

A parody of romantic comedies like Bridget Jones's Diary, My Big Fat Greek Wedding and Hitch, this lame spoof goes for the easy laugh almost every time, beating to death with a golf club every gag with the subtlety of, well ... someone who beats someone else to death with a golf club. The "13" in the movie's "PG-13" rating would seem to be either a limit for either I.Q. or emotional age, as the movie's show pieces are either juvenile blue bits or have something to do with either poop, pee, puke or pus (the dreaded "4 P's"). Putting gifted comic actors like Fred Willard and Jennifer Coolidge in this stinky mess makes them both stinky by association, though as time goes by, the whole lot of them will only be guilty of contributing to a vast background of white noise that we will have learned to filter out when we grow up. Presently #64 on the IMDB's Bottom 100 of all time.