Oy, biopic season. Can't we just skip this year and forget about Milk and W and How to Lose Friends and Alienate People? Or, just keep that last one on account of Simon Pegg being funny and Kirsten Dunst being tolerable, and get rid off all the rest?

Because it's not officially time for the movie biographies unless actors start whipping it out to Oscarbait, here is Jamie Foxx going full retard crazy for the movie adaptation of L.A. Times' columnist Steve Lopez's book, The Soloist. Foxx plays "troubled street musician" Nathaniel Ayres, with perennial character actor and Iron Man supah-star RDJ along for the ride as Lopez, natch:

Enough over-coming-obstacles-based-on-a-true-story nonsense, please. Even Jamie Foxx has to be tired of that genre by now.

America is in enough of a downward depression spiral right now, Hollywood should just stick to movies rooted in events that never happened and could never plausibly take place. If you want revisionist non-fiction, read the damn book.

Or, at least officially give it another year before releasing that NYT's junkie memoirs Night of the Gun on the big screen, complete with a reincarnated Don Knotts playing David Carr.