A cage diver got the fright of her life when an angry shark — specifically an 11.5 foot great white shark — attacked the cage she was in, and tried to chew right through the bars!
As you guys have probably noticed, I’ve been all about Bar Paly lately. Because as far as I’m concerned, she’s the hottest Bar in the entire world. Now I know that’s a pretty big claim, considering I only know of one other Bar , but I’m pretty confident in it. Especially when she keeps showing up to red carpets looking this good. So here’s Bar at the LA premiere of The Rover . Enjoy. And to all you other Bars out there, better luck next time. » view all 14 photos Photos: WENN.com Continue reading →
Looks like Miley has twerked herself dizzy. Quotes from a recent interview, reveal that the former country, turned pop, turned faux trill singer, Miley Cyrus , believes Beyoncé ’s reign is over and she’s next in line. You give a girl some kudos for the audacity of popping in a onesie and thinking she’s entitled to the crown. In an interview for the March 2014 cover of Love, a UK magazine, Miley Cyrus said that she’s the perfect person to take Beyoncé’s place…
Good music is hard to come by these days, especially in a culture where people prefer great beats over lyricism. Never is this so true than in Hip Hop . Here’s 8 rappers we think should throw in the towel.
Barbara Palvin, Lily Aldridge, and Behati Prinsloo are doing the Victoria’s Secret Hustle….this time they are half naked for Valentine’s Day…because it is the second biggest time of the year for them in terms of sales..so they need to bring out the big guns….you know cuz what else do you buy the woman you fuck or want to fuck on the most romantic man made day of the year….but some bra and panties to put em in so you can imagine they look like this when really they don’t….in a “you sure don’t make those panties look like they did in the store when I bought them, if anything you look like an overstuffed sausage, but today is the day of love and I’ll do my best to pretend you aren’t a pig of a woman I married….but instead a bikini model I’m having an illicit affair with”….you know how it is…..here are the aspirational pics…not that you actually have anyone to fuck on Valentines Day you lonely loser…but if you’re smart you’ll hit the bars cuz every girl who is alone on Valentines Day will throw down with their expectations and standards totally dropped….making for a holiday…although created to stimulate the economy….something I can endorse…
Proving that a movie shot over a day and a half can premiere at Sundance if it has James Franco’s name attached, Interior. Leather Bar . is an infuriating stunt that misrepresents itself as Franco and co-director Travis Mathews’ reimagining of the 40 minutes William Friedkin claims he was forced to cut from Cruising to get an R rating. Yet it would seem “James Franco’s 40 Minutes” don’t exist either, leaving only this hastily tossed-off companion piece, a partly authentic, partly scripted behind-the-scenes featurette that never quite conveys the star’s “high/curious” interest in all things taboo. After Sundance and Berlin, relative obscurity awaits. On paper, the project echoes Franco’s earlier Memories of Idaho , two experimental films made from scraps that Gus Van Sant discarded during the making of My Own Private Idaho . A notorious embellisher, Friedkin has often said that he brought Cruising to the ratings board 50 times before they relented and gave him an R, despite still-graphic footage and talk of bondage and numerous other fetish acts, nearly all of it unsimulated. In his DVD director’s commentary for Cruising , Friedkin explains how he recruited actual members of Gotham’s leather-bar scene: “Of course, I filmed all these activities in their entirety, but all the other film that I shot has somehow disappeared.” With or without the lost X-rated material, Cruising was an important and controversial film in its time, serving as a time capsule of a pre-AIDS sexual subculture, while conflating its play-acted aggression with a series of ripped-from-the-headlines New York murders. As such, it’s a rich text to reopen, though Mathews (an openly queer director who shook up the LGBT fest circuit with his art-porn feature I Want Your Love ) makes no effort to investigate what went missing or query Friedkin, but instead focuses on Franco as the pic’s more marketable meta-subject. Recognizing how the “is he or isn’t he” debate has dogged nearly all of Franco’s recent art projects (beginning with his blatantly homoerotic NYU student short, The Feast of Stephen ), Mathews attempts to shift the attention onto Franco and his creative process. None of the young actors who agreed to participate in the film, least of all Val Lauren (a longtime Playhouse West cohort and star of Franco’s directorial debut, Sal ), would have enlisted if not for Franco’s involvement. Although Franco appears in the film, his role is mostly that of the man behind the curtain, stirring things up with half-baked opinions, such as his complaint that the MPAA is to blame for his hetero-normative upbringing: “Why don’t they gives us violence in a little more palatable way, and amp up the sex?” Franco really should have agreed to take the pic’s Al Pacino part himself — a Kinsey Zero assigned to go undercover and blend with an extreme queer subculture — but instead delegates it to Lauren, asking the actor to “play” a version of himself. To the extent that this sloppy assembly has a shape, the film constructs an arc in which Lauren constantly questions his participation in the project (different from the controversial tension underlying Cruising , where exposure to leather bars may be turning Pacino’s cop aggressive and/or gay). Lauren is seen debating his choice with the other actors, most of them straight, and improvising calls to a homophobic friend (performed by one of Franco’s producers) and his supportive wife. The Cruising re-creations make up only a small portion of the pic’s running time, shying away from Crisco-covered forearms and the other extreme acts that caused Friedkin so much grief, while trying to portray barroom fellatio and a random, unrelated rough-love scene between three bears as “just right.” This last act pushes the underlying insult to new extremes, cutting between “dirty” closeups and the expressions on Lauren and Franco’s faces as they watch from the sidelines, pretending that witnessing this act of outre lovemaking has somehow broadened their minds. Follow Movieline on Twitter.
On 13th of September 2012, my dream came true. I had wanted to meet Justin since 2009 when my sister met him and have been a belieber since then. People always told me to never say never and to believe but it just seemed like a dream. I had come so close to Justin many times before but never close enough to touch him. I had school and I ran home thinking that today was going to be the day. I met my friend Alice in Waterloo and we heard Justin was going to be at Kiss fm so we went to Oxford St but when we arrived, no one was there. They said he recorded it off sight. As you can imagine we were a bit upset but we didn’t give up. A girl on Twitter told me that Justin was going to be at ITV studios at 6 so we got the train back there. Justin waved from the window but did not come out. When we got there everyone was screaming and we ran as fast as we could over and there was no room to get up onto the bars. I fell on the floor in the dirt and ended up sticking my head through people’s legs to try and see him. All off a sudden there he was right in front of me and he said “Hey” and touched my hand. I just burst out crying in disbelief and happiness. Something that I had wanted for so long in my life happened to me. Once Justin had gone inside, a man came out who was working at ITV and we asked him to come over. We gave him a book that we had made for Justin and he took it and promised he would give it to him . Even though Justin hasn’t tweeted us about it, just the thought that Justin may have read it or even just seen it makes me so happy and feel lucky. I didn’t get a picture with Justin, hug him or tell him how much he means to me but I saw him so close. It has given me the strength to believe that I will meet him again and tell him what I want to. My dream became a reality. Even though it seems cheesy and as if it wont happen; never say never and believe that you can do it because if you do, you will meet Justin. I can say that that no matter what happens to me throughout my life Justin, will be someone here to support me and I will always support him and his music. He makes me so happy and he has made such a difference to my life! I will be here until the end. -@BelieberTeensUK Read more here: On 13th of September 2012, my dream came true. I had wanted to…
Video for first Cruel Summer single is a stylized hip-hop stunt fest featuring Yeezy, Big Sean, Pusha T and 2 Chainz. By Rob Markman Big Sean and Kanye West in the “Mercy” music video Photo: G.O.O.D. Music They say less is more, but Kanye West could’ve used a couple more Lamborghinis in his “Mercy” video, because there’s no way all those G.O.O.D. MCs will fit in the clip’s lone Murci
The Bachelor’s Ben Flajnik adamantly denied – swore on his father’s grave, no less – that he kissed other girls during his brief time apart from Courtney Robertson. These photos clearly show him kissing Alison McGlone and Hilaire Fouts, however. Here’s the deal: Ben Flajnik and Courtney Robertson got engaged on the finale … but he dumped her after seeing what a psycho she was throughout the season. They were apart for a period in February, when the pics (below) were taken. Courtney and Ben reconciled soon after, but he still swore up and down after The Bachelor finale that he didn’t stray from her at any point. Why? Ben kissed Hilaire Fouts (not pictured) after bar-hopping in San Francisco on February 17. Ben was seen kissing an unidentified woman (red pants) after the bars closed. Doesn’t look like the way you kiss a “friend,” does it? Ben was later seen being escorted home by another woman ( Fouts ), who left the next morning in the same clothes. The following night, Flajnik was seen on a romantic late night dog walk with another woman, Alison McGlone (above, center and right) whom he could be seen kissing. Note that there is ass-grabbing going. Not “friend” material. Early the next day, Alison McGlone was seen leaving his house and walking home … in the same clothes. Again, he and Court had split up during this window. But he may have also blatantly lied on TV. Pure celebrity gossip fodder, perhaps. But that doesn’t mean it’s false. It all makes you wonder … will Ben and Courtney last? [Photos: Pacific Coast News]
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