Personalized wrapping paper. A scrap of film.
Steve and Ali. The 70s. Cutoffs and stylishly careless.
We see this just before Christmas with friends while the big girls babysit.
We’ve been watching the old ones at home. Getting the kids caught up on who Sean Connery was before he became Indiana Jones’ dad (Look, he was hot). We are onto Roger Moore now.
Daniel Craig is great as Bond. I loved this.
Adele’s theme song is brilliant.
Schwarzenegger admits to having a “hot affair” with Brigitte Nielsen while dating Maria Shriver in his new autobiography “Total Recall: My Unbelievably True Life Story”. Said it made him realize how much he wanted to marry Maria.
I wonder why it was important for Schwarzenegger to write this autobiography.
Thought he’d lay low after the whole ‘I-fathered-a-child-with-our-maid’ news from a few years back. I guess he did lay low, for a while anyway.
Now the book comes out. Is it all about showing off? Or is it about money? Doesn’t he have enough money? Maybe it’s about more money?
Has his wife been through enough? How do his kids feel about him telling it all?
I don’t get it.
I am a big fan of Seth Rogen. He’s funny laugh out loud and he’s clever, he’s smart.
So why this movie? Where the hell did this come from? Why did this 86 minutes of my life get taken away from me and get pooped on? Why didn’t I stop at 36 minutes? Forty two? Fifty seven?
I’m going to remember ’50/50′ Seth Rogen and take this other movie and erase it from my brain. I’m not going to be mad. I’m going to try to forget.
The night we spent at my parents, my kids slept in their spare room while my husband and I stayed in the rental suite.
We said good night, went downstairs and made coffee and ate date squares and watched ‘Coming Home’. It came out in 1978, directed by Hal Ashby, starring Jane Fonda and Jon Voight (they both won best acting Oscars for this movie). Voight is a paralyzed war veteran, Fonda is the wife of a marine (Bruce Dern) who has just left to fight in Vietnam. She volunteers at the veteran’s hospital and she meets Voight.
The soundtrack is killer (The Stones, The Beatles, Jefferson Airplane, Tim Buckley, Hendrix) but it does not steal focus; it lives in the story. This movie makes no excuses. It is beautiful and ugly, both, and when it ended, I actually felt like I was floating. Carried away. I didn’t know a movie could be made like this one.
Ashby directed Harold and Maude and Being There. One of the most creative, sensitive, alone in his field directors, and very much of that time.
The coroner in L.A. changes Natalie Wood’s death certificate to now read: drowning and other undetermined factors. It used to just read: accidental drowning.
They are reopening the investigation into her death.
She died in 1981. She was 43. Christopher Walken, her co-star in a movie, and Robert Wagner, her husband, were on board the yacht when she died. The police say Robert Wagner is not a suspect. That’s all they will say.
What happened that night?