Martin Scorsese fans in America will have to take a trip to Germany to get a glimpse of Scorsese artifacts and history first-hand. A Berlin Museum will host an exhibition of all things Scorsese, opening the show just weeks before next month’s 63rd Berlin International Film Festival . The show by the Museum of Film and Television is being billed by organizers as the first exhibition worldwide dedicated to the work of the veteran filmmaker, who shared his belongings for the show. Notable items such as Robert De Niro’s blood-soaked shirt from Cape Fear and worn boxing gloves from Raging Bull are part of the Museum’s exhibition of Scorsese’s half-century career in film. Some of the objects you will see have literally been taken off the walls of my house and my office,” said Scorsese, who also narrates the show’s audio guide, according to The Telegraph . “I hope these objects and the exhibition… help give you an idea or convey my lifelong passion for film.” Scorsese did not attend the gala opening at the Berlin institution because he’s currently editing The Wolf of Wall Street , his fifth film starring Leonard DiCaprio. October’s Hurricane Sandy in the Northeast delayed production of the film. The exhibit also features letters between De Niro and Scorsese about developing characters and sharing sand-drawn storyboards for such films as Taxi Driver and Mean Streets . The show is divided into three parts with one focusing on the filmmaker’s home in the Little Italy neighborhood in Manhattan/ The second delves into Scorsese’s passion as a curator of cinema history and restoration, while the final section spotlights his aesthetic in his feature films and music documentaries. “The one bit of direction he gave us for the exhibition was not to focus too much on violence because his work is often reduced to that,” said co-curator Nils Warnecke. “And it’s true – if you look at the entire body of work, it really represents only a minority of the films.” The exhibit continues in the German capital through May 12 when it will head to Turin and Geneva. [ Source: The Telegraph ]
Martin Scorsese fans in America will have to take a trip to Germany to get a glimpse of Scorsese artifacts and history first-hand. A Berlin Museum will host an exhibition of all things Scorsese, opening the show just weeks before next month’s 63rd Berlin International Film Festival . The show by the Museum of Film and Television is being billed by organizers as the first exhibition worldwide dedicated to the work of the veteran filmmaker, who shared his belongings for the show. Notable items such as Robert De Niro’s blood-soaked shirt from Cape Fear and worn boxing gloves from Raging Bull are part of the Museum’s exhibition of Scorsese’s half-century career in film. Some of the objects you will see have literally been taken off the walls of my house and my office,” said Scorsese, who also narrates the show’s audio guide, according to The Telegraph . “I hope these objects and the exhibition… help give you an idea or convey my lifelong passion for film.” Scorsese did not attend the gala opening at the Berlin institution because he’s currently editing The Wolf of Wall Street , his fifth film starring Leonard DiCaprio. October’s Hurricane Sandy in the Northeast delayed production of the film. The exhibit also features letters between De Niro and Scorsese about developing characters and sharing sand-drawn storyboards for such films as Taxi Driver and Mean Streets . The show is divided into three parts with one focusing on the filmmaker’s home in the Little Italy neighborhood in Manhattan/ The second delves into Scorsese’s passion as a curator of cinema history and restoration, while the final section spotlights his aesthetic in his feature films and music documentaries. “The one bit of direction he gave us for the exhibition was not to focus too much on violence because his work is often reduced to that,” said co-curator Nils Warnecke. “And it’s true – if you look at the entire body of work, it really represents only a minority of the films.” The exhibit continues in the German capital through May 12 when it will head to Turin and Geneva. [ Source: The Telegraph ]
Freakazoids!!! As VH1 prepares to premiere the latest edition of Love & Hip-Hop , one of the show’s “couples” were caught in the act last week while misusing the bathroom at popular NYC eatery Cafeteria. Via Page Six : “Love & Hip Hop” stars Rich Dollaz and Erica Mena celebrated the VH1 show’s new season with a restroom romp at Cafeteria. Following the premiere party at Kiss & Fly, the pair hit the Chelsea restaurant, where they caused a backup in the loo line. A spy said, “Security were knocking, but no one would come out. Rich and Erica emerged from the stall disheveled.” Staff asked the couple to leave, and “Rich was staggering. He almost fell,” says the spy. “He got into a Mercedes, and friends had to get him from the driver’s seat to the back. Cops were called, but they’d already left.” Dollaz told us, “You can run with the sex in the bathroom. I won’t confirm or deny. I vaguely remember being there. It was a fun night.” SMH. And in related news, contrary to what you may have heard, Rich Dollaz and Erica are not engaged. In fact Rich told Power 105.1′s “The Breakfast Club” morning show that they’re both “TRYING” to be monogamous. These fools are crazy. Actually Erica is nuts and Rich is an even bigger fool to think this won’t end badly. Did he not watch her on last season of “Love & Hip-Hop”? Has he never heard of how difficult it is turning a ho to a housewife? If that getup doesn’t scream BIRD…
One disappearing daddy don’t stop no show Tameka Raymond Celebrates Naviyd’s 4th Birthday Yesterday, Tameka Raymond and her family celebrated her son, Naviyd Ely Raymond’s, 4th birthday along with Santa Claus, Scooby Doo, big brother, aunties, cousins, Lil Ray-Ray from down the block, and gang of other folks. Everyone it seems, except Navi’s old man… Despite the no-show daddy, the party seemed to go off without a hitch, it was all smiles and hugs as Tameka took to her Instagram page to share the festivities with the rest of us common folk. So what the hell was Usher doing that he couldn’t attend his son’s 4th birthday party?!? Well, some might say he was trying to kill himself… While the rest of the family was cutting cake and scooping ice cream, the R&B star was jumping out of plane in Dubai. Not really a great idea for a guy that just went through an ugly custody battle to get parental control of his seeds. He was lettin’ it burn on crotch-rocket motorbikes… And getting lame tattoos… Ah well, least the kid had a good time. Hit the flipper to see more pics from the party
Wait, the guy who beat Rodney King was a “Koon”?? Open my door ho! LAPD Cop That Beat Rodney King Is Now A Limo Driver According to TMZ reports : Stacey Koon — the former LAPD sergeant who did prison time for zapping Rodney King with a taser — has changed careers — he’s now driving a limo. An independent photog got Koon driving a limo for Music Express, the high-end private transport company. Koon, who was leaving LAX, scoffed at the photog, who asked if he had a reaction to Rodney King’s death. Koon was acquitted in the Simi Valley beating trial back in 1992 — and the acquittal triggered the L.A. riots. He was later convicted in federal court of civil rights violations and served 30 months in prison. Peep the video of this azzhole at his new day job below. Image via TMZ
N.Y. Jets quarterback Tim Tebow has been sidelined by sore ribs and mired on the bench, but the class act reached out Monday to a teen hurting far worse. Responding to a viral Twitter campaign, Tebow called Matt Hardy , a Shenendehowa (N.Y.) H.S. student hospitalized with injuries suffered in a two-car crash. Two fellow students, Chris Stewart and Deanna Rivers, were killed; the driver of the other vehicle failed alcohol tests at the scene, according to reports. Around 7 p.m., the hashtag #TebowCallMatt trended nationally on Twitter. By then, more than 50,000 users had re-tweeted the hashtag. By 9 p.m., Tim called. Tebow phoned Hardy after 9 p.m. Afterward, Hardy’s brother, Michael, tweeted: “TIM TEBOW JUST GOT OFF THE PHONE WITH MATT! SUCH A CLASS ACT!!” Seriously. The most amazing part is that from Tim, one of the true good guys in sports (whatever you think of his skill level), people almost expect this kind of thing. A short time later, Tebow himself tweeted: “Thanks to everyone who got #TebowCallMatt trending & helped connect us. Matt truly inspired me. God bless y’all.” Hardy, 17, plays football, baseball and basketball at Shenendehowa. He was upgraded to stable condition in Albany Medical Center on Monday night. He suffered a concussion and broken bones, according to area news reports. Another 16,000 re-tweeted #MissyCallBailey – a reference to Olympic swimmer Missy Franklin and Bailey Wind, another teen from nearby Shaker H.S. who survived the crash. Around midnight, Franklin tweeted that she’d left a phone message for Wind.
Lindsay Lohan may have just set the new high water mark for celebrity train wrecks. She’s been hit with FOUR criminal charges on the same day – on different coasts! Police in New York City arrested Lindsay Lohan this morning, which we’ll get to in a moment. Amazingly, the fight she got into may be the least of her problems. The Santa Monica City Attorney’s Office will charge the celebrity with three crimes in connection with her car accident last June on Pacific Coast Highway: Giving false information to a peace officer (carrying a sentence of up to 6 months in jail) Obstructing / resisting a police officer in the performance of his duty (up to a year in jail) Reckless driving (up to 90 days in jail) After ramming her Porsche into a big rig on the PCH, the star she lied to cops, telling them she was the passenger in the car when in fact she was the driver. As a result of those three charges, the judge will likely revoke her probation any day now – for stealing jewelry – and set a hearing to determine her punishment. One of the conditions of probation is that Lindsay must obey all laws … LOL. Then there’s this morning, 3,000 miles away in the city that never sleeps. Lohan punched another woman in the face and got popped for assault. If she’s formally charged with that, her probation could also be revoked in a big way. Apparently, the brawl at Club Avenue was over Max George (from the boy band The Wanted), who was turned off by the fact that LiLo was sloppy drunk . Lindsay went to the Justin Bieber concert last night in NYC, but only to see The Wanted, his opening act. Lohan’s had a thing for Max these last few days. Sources say Lindsay tried to get backstage after the concert, but was blocked. Later that evening, Lindsay met up with Max and his boy band mates at the bar. As the evening wore on, Lindsay got blitzed out of her mind, and it turned Max off. He then started talking to another woman, which enraged Lindsay. That woman is the one Lindsay Lohan is accused of arguing with and punching. Hilariously, Max met another girl in the club and went home with her instead. Lindsay, meanwhile, ended up in the slammer. A day in the life … [Photos: WENN.com]
Killing Them Softly is set in Boston, maybe. Someone mentions living in Somerville, a scattering of the characters have the accent, and they talk about going down to Florida. But the film was shot in New Orleans, often in the industrial edges still ragged from Hurricane Katrina, and the only people who seem to inhabit its universe are gangsters — high level ones with pretentions of civility and hardscrabble losers struggling to get a few dollars together by way of hazardous schemes. What ties this abstract, violent place to the real world is the 2008 presidential election, which provides a backdrop for its tale of an ill-advised robbery and the guy brought in to clean up after it. There’s George W. Bush talking about the bailout on a TV in the corner as two guys knock over a card game; there’s Barack Obama promising change on a billboard over a neighborhood filled with empty lots and abandoned houses. It’s a neat idea, matching the brisk kill-or-be-killed business of unforgiving criminal life to an America staggering from the economic crisis. But as in his last feature, the gorgeous and stiltedly self-conscious The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford , Australian filmmaker Andrew Dominik shows a tendency to lean too hard on his symbolism rather than letting it exist as part of the whole. In Jesse James it was the tying in of the last days of the outlaw to a meditation on celebrity. Here, it’s the capitalism-as-a-disease parallels on a national and narrative scale that start to feel on the nose long before a character barks “America’s not a country, it’s a business — now fucking pay me!” and Barrett Strong’s “Money (That’s What I Want)” plays over the closing credits. But when Dominik , working off his own screenplay adaptation of a novel by George V. Higgins, is less focused on trying to make an important movie, he turns out an indisputably fun one, a stylish and flamboyantly macho affair that cribs pleasantly from Mamet, Blue Velvet , Tarantino and Scorsese . The film starts with Frankie (Scoot McNairy), a ferrety guy recently out of prison and eager to convince his Australian pal Russell ( Ben Mendelsohn , memorably scary in Animal Kingdom ) to get in with him on a job. Russell’s working his own scheme involving kidnapping purebred dogs and using the money to buy an ounce of heroin and become a dealer, but Frankie’s pal Johnny (Vincent Curatola) has what he claims is a foolproof gig. They’ll rob a poker game run by a guy named Markie ( Ray Liotta ), who arranged to hold up his own game once in the past and got away with it. The games are protected, but if his gets robbed again everyone will assume he’s the one behind it. Killing Them Softly starts off with its main heist, if it can be called that, and then turns to the fallout, letting things rattle along for a considerable amount of time before introducing Jackie ( Brad Pitt ), a guy who can’t really be described as a hero or antihero. Jackie’s a fixer and a hitman who’s filling in for the last go-to guy, Dillon (Sam Shepard, glimpsed only in flashbacks), and he’s a competent, no nonsense figure in a world full of fuck-ups. Dominik’s film is interesting in that the crimes themselves, whether stick-ups or killings, are rarely difficult — it’s the aftermath that gets people in trouble, when they can’t keep their mouths shut about what they just pulled off or don’t know when to cut their losses and get out of town. Dominik shows an open appreciation for his actors and for the way tough guys, aspiring and genuine, talk to each other — and Killing Them Softly is as much centered around talking as it is action. Pitt, playing a practical know-it-all who falls somewhere between Rusty Ryan and Tyler Durden, is terribly entertaining shooting the shit with Driver (Richard Jenkins), the representative of the unspecified group who hired him, the two complaining about the new “total corporate mentality” like disgruntled office workers on a smoke break. Later, he brings in Mickey (James Gandolfini) from New York to help out, and watches him with worried calculation as he turns out to be in rough shape. If gangsterism is just capitalism in a more raw form, then Jackie is the creature best suited for this world. He knows the rules and enforces them without prejudice, because it’s just business and this is just a job. Killing Them Softly doesn’t give that idea its intended sting. The film wants to be angry and scathing, but, to its credit, enjoys its characters and its mechanics too much to have a sharp edge. Whether it’s showing someone’s death in a luxurious slow motion spray of bullets and glass or lingering as someone drunkenly reminisces about a girl he sometimes sleeps with but has no hold on, the film is too fond of its rich details to allow them to become damning symbols of the system in which they can be found. Follow Alison Willmore on Twitter. Follow Movieline on Twitter.
Killing Them Softly is set in Boston, maybe. Someone mentions living in Somerville, a scattering of the characters have the accent, and they talk about going down to Florida. But the film was shot in New Orleans, often in the industrial edges still ragged from Hurricane Katrina, and the only people who seem to inhabit its universe are gangsters — high level ones with pretentions of civility and hardscrabble losers struggling to get a few dollars together by way of hazardous schemes. What ties this abstract, violent place to the real world is the 2008 presidential election, which provides a backdrop for its tale of an ill-advised robbery and the guy brought in to clean up after it. There’s George W. Bush talking about the bailout on a TV in the corner as two guys knock over a card game; there’s Barack Obama promising change on a billboard over a neighborhood filled with empty lots and abandoned houses. It’s a neat idea, matching the brisk kill-or-be-killed business of unforgiving criminal life to an America staggering from the economic crisis. But as in his last feature, the gorgeous and stiltedly self-conscious The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford , Australian filmmaker Andrew Dominik shows a tendency to lean too hard on his symbolism rather than letting it exist as part of the whole. In Jesse James it was the tying in of the last days of the outlaw to a meditation on celebrity. Here, it’s the capitalism-as-a-disease parallels on a national and narrative scale that start to feel on the nose long before a character barks “America’s not a country, it’s a business — now fucking pay me!” and Barrett Strong’s “Money (That’s What I Want)” plays over the closing credits. But when Dominik , working off his own screenplay adaptation of a novel by George V. Higgins, is less focused on trying to make an important movie, he turns out an indisputably fun one, a stylish and flamboyantly macho affair that cribs pleasantly from Mamet, Blue Velvet , Tarantino and Scorsese . The film starts with Frankie (Scoot McNairy), a ferrety guy recently out of prison and eager to convince his Australian pal Russell ( Ben Mendelsohn , memorably scary in Animal Kingdom ) to get in with him on a job. Russell’s working his own scheme involving kidnapping purebred dogs and using the money to buy an ounce of heroin and become a dealer, but Frankie’s pal Johnny (Vincent Curatola) has what he claims is a foolproof gig. They’ll rob a poker game run by a guy named Markie ( Ray Liotta ), who arranged to hold up his own game once in the past and got away with it. The games are protected, but if his gets robbed again everyone will assume he’s the one behind it. Killing Them Softly starts off with its main heist, if it can be called that, and then turns to the fallout, letting things rattle along for a considerable amount of time before introducing Jackie ( Brad Pitt ), a guy who can’t really be described as a hero or antihero. Jackie’s a fixer and a hitman who’s filling in for the last go-to guy, Dillon (Sam Shepard, glimpsed only in flashbacks), and he’s a competent, no nonsense figure in a world full of fuck-ups. Dominik’s film is interesting in that the crimes themselves, whether stick-ups or killings, are rarely difficult — it’s the aftermath that gets people in trouble, when they can’t keep their mouths shut about what they just pulled off or don’t know when to cut their losses and get out of town. Dominik shows an open appreciation for his actors and for the way tough guys, aspiring and genuine, talk to each other — and Killing Them Softly is as much centered around talking as it is action. Pitt, playing a practical know-it-all who falls somewhere between Rusty Ryan and Tyler Durden, is terribly entertaining shooting the shit with Driver (Richard Jenkins), the representative of the unspecified group who hired him, the two complaining about the new “total corporate mentality” like disgruntled office workers on a smoke break. Later, he brings in Mickey (James Gandolfini) from New York to help out, and watches him with worried calculation as he turns out to be in rough shape. If gangsterism is just capitalism in a more raw form, then Jackie is the creature best suited for this world. He knows the rules and enforces them without prejudice, because it’s just business and this is just a job. Killing Them Softly doesn’t give that idea its intended sting. The film wants to be angry and scathing, but, to its credit, enjoys its characters and its mechanics too much to have a sharp edge. Whether it’s showing someone’s death in a luxurious slow motion spray of bullets and glass or lingering as someone drunkenly reminisces about a girl he sometimes sleeps with but has no hold on, the film is too fond of its rich details to allow them to become damning symbols of the system in which they can be found. Follow Alison Willmore on Twitter. Follow Movieline on Twitter.
The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills is back and “Uh Oh, Somebody’s Crying!” Isn’t that just what you want to hear someone yell out when you’re sobbing in public? We recap all the tears and fears in our THG +/- review. It started off with the summit meeting between Lisa and Adrienne. Plus 12 to Adrienne for calling it although it was about damn time. As usual Lisa looked on the event with her own very British brand of humor. “I don’t mean to make her nervous…that much.” Plus 15. But the wait for Adrienne to get around to saying the actual I’m sorry felt like it took forever and her apology seemed a bit hollow until she uttered those words. Plus 10 for finally getting there, but it still came across a little less than heartfelt. And Lisa’s right. They may move forward but their relationship will never be the same. Kyle takes Alexia for her driver’s permit test. She’s failed it twice. Plus 10 for the third time being the charm. Of course only in Beverly Hills can a kid pass her test, walk outside and jump into a Maserati! Lisa gets Brandi a modeling gig at Beverly Hills Lifestyles magazine. Apparently Brandi could use the self esteem boost. No, seriously! For as knock out gorgeous as Ms. Granville is, her ex-husband’s philandering definitely took its toll. Minus 20. And if you’d like to find out how she dealt with his bed hopping and their subsequent divorce it looks like you’ll be able to read all about it in Brandi’s upcoming tell all. Plus 13 . I think I’d rather read Brandi’s book than Taylor’s. Kim invites all of the ladies to the lovely Casa Elar Spa and Resort in Ojai. She’s in a good place right now. So good that she even invites Brandi. Plus 22 . Even Camille joins them which is nice but I could have done without hearing about Kelsey’s new groin tattoo. Minus 30 . Now I need to burn that image from my brain. Yolanda thinks Ojai is all about nature and hiking…well not if you’re from Beverly Hills. I don’t think these ladies own a pair of hiking boots between them. Minus 9 . Perhaps they’ll drop down from a six inch to a four inch heel instead. With a limited amount of bedrooms some of the ladies will have to double up and Adrienne has only one goal…to get a better bedroom than Lisa. Lisa and Brandi end up sharing which offers some hilarious results when Ms. Vanderpump sees Brandi’s sleeping attire. Plus 15. “You sleep in that frilly knicker thing?” Trust me. If anyone can pull it off, it’s Brandi. Things were even going well between Brandi and Kim. They were talking, not screeching at one another. Plus 19. When the conversation got emotional Kim ended up in tears, which would have been OK if it weren’t for Adrienne. Brandi was right. Adrienne squawking to the table that Kim was crying was just plain rude. Of course telling Ms Maloof to “shut the f**k up” wasn’t exactly the height of propriety either. Brandi admits she has no filter. It’s what makes her so damn entertaining and to be honest, although I never would have said that to Adrienne I probably would have wanted to. We’ll just have to wait until next week to see how this dinner party ends. Episode total = +57! Season total = +112!
