Lets get freaky deaky! Rosanne Mulholland and a funny looking dude have some impressive sex on the bedroom floor. Rosanne does most of the work cause is so horny and excited that she wants to have an orgasm. Continue reading →
Natalie Denning is having a lot of fun with her friends who are also topless sunbathing on vacation in these paparazzi pictures of her on the beach. Continue reading →
Down goes Batman! Down goes Batman! It took the car-chasing, gun-shooting adventures of Aaron Cross to do it, but The Dark Knight Rises was finally knocked from its perch atop the box office this weekend. It had spent three weeks at number-one. But The Bourne Legacy – with Jeremy Renner taking franchise lead over Matt Damon – ended that reign by hauling in $40.3 million on Friday and Saturday.
If you were looking for pictures of a sixteen year old Olympic gymnast teaching her friends how to dance the dougie…. You’ve got problems. Here’s McKayla Maroney showing off some dance moves with some friends…. That’s all I’m going to day about this.
You need only utter the words “Rocky loves Em-ily” or “Light up the eyes!” to transport me to the wondrous time known as the early ’90s, when timeless classics — timeless, I say ! — such as Touchstone’s tale of Rocky, Colt, and Tum Tum opened up new worlds for 11-year-old me . Hollywood.com’s Michael Arbeiter knows what I’m talking about: “[As] rich and dense as the history of the ninja might be, it wasn’t until the date of August 7, 1992, exactly twenty years ago today, that the identity of the Japanese spy and soldier really hit its potential in terms of relevance in the canon of American film. For on this date, the great Jon Turtletaub bequeathed unto the world his third directorial feature: 3 Ninjas .” Preach . Thanks to Arbeiter for bringing this ’90s kid-cinema essential back into the conversation with his open letter ( 3 Ninjas: 20 Years Later ? Sign me up!), which today rekindled my decades-long love affair with the 1992 ninja pic. Oh, who am I kidding? That flame never went out. A few years back I committed my 3 Ninjas love to the internet in an ode to star Michael Treanor, archived at the old Cinematical , but my passion for the erstwhile Rocky endures: Treanor, 13-years-old when 3 Ninjas debuted, played Rocky with a fresh-scrubbed, clear-eyed honesty and one heckuva smile. It helped that cinematographer Richard Michelak shot his preteen actors in the dreamiest light possible (he also lensed White Wolves: A Cry in the Wild II , AKA White Wolves: The One With Mark-Paul Gosselaar ). And that Rocky protected his little brothers and never gave up, even when all seemed lost. When Colt wanted to karate chop the mean kids at school, who was the voice of reason who calmed him down? Rocky. When idiot surfer-kidnappers invaded the boys’ house, who came up with the plan to take them down, Home Alone -style? Rocky did. Most of all, I loved Treanor because he rocked a dreamy, short on the sides/long in the front early ’90s hairdo that stayed perfectly coiffed even when Rocky ninja-jumped ten feet into the air to dunk on a pair of bullies in a basketball game to win his girlfriend’s bicycle back! Which brings me to the bane of my eleven-year-old existence: Rocky’s girlfriend, Emily. Ugh, Emily. The worst. It took a good few decades for me to get over my Emily-hate; it helped that by High Noon at Mega-Mountain , Rocky had wisened up and gotten himself a girlfriend named Jennifer, even if by that fourquel I’d already moved on to Team Colt. But I digress! Happy 20th, 3 Ninjas . Hollywood never quite made ’em like they made you. (Except for all those sequels. And those other ’90s kid flicks I wore out on VHS.) So good. So ’90s. The best thing Turteltaub ever made, and yes, that includes Cool Runnings . Never forget. [ Hollywood.com ]
Still enthrallingly spooky after all these years, the soundtrack to David Lynch ‘s groundbreaking — and mind-blowing — 1977 film Eraserhead got a lovingly produced limited-edition vinyl release on Tuesday that, I hope, refocuses attention on the life and tragic death of one of its key contributors, Peter Ivers. Sacred Bones records released a sweet deluxe edition of the soundtrack that initially was limited to just 1,500 copies, but after that first edition sold out, the Brooklyn, NY-based indie label has agreed to press a second edition of just 1000 copies, which it’s selling for $25.00. The package includes the soundtrack in vinyl and digital form — a convention-shattering soundscape of industrial bleeps, buzzes and hums that Lynch and sound designer Alan Splet spent years perfecting. Also included: a 16-page booklet featuring beautifully reproduced production stills that show Lynch dressed like a 20th-Century iteration of Johnny Appleseed. For me, the cornerstone of the release is Ivers’ work, not only the movie’s eerily old-timey theme song, “In Heaven,” which was sung by the Lady in the Radiator in Lynch’s film, but a previously unreleased Ivers composition, “Pete’s Boogie,” that was discovered during the transferring of the original soundtrack audio tapes. The Illinois-born, Brookline, Mass.-raised Harvard graduate was a musician whose close friends included National Lampoon founder Douglas Kenney and Saturday Night Live and Animal House star John Belushi. In the 1970s, Ivers recorded for Epic and Warner Bros Records, and beginning in 1981, he amassed a fervent cult following as the free-associative poetry-spouting host of New Wave Theatre on the USA cable network’s Night Flight program block. A kind of underground SNL , the show featured comedy and alternative bands such as the Dead Kennedys and the Angry Samoans that were really not ready for prime time. Like his friends Kenney and Belushi, who died, respectively, in 1980 and ’82, Ivers would not make it to mid-decade. In March 1983, he was found bludgeoned to death in his Los Angeles apartment. According to Wikipedia, new information in a book about Ivers’ life prompted the L.A, Police Department to reopen the investigation into his death. I contacted the LAPD to see what the status of that investigation is, and am waiting on a reply. Stay tuned. In the meantime, here’s an example of Ivers’ inspired New Wave Theatre work — further proof,if you ask me, that his life is worth reexamining. Watch It On YouTube . Follow Frank DiGiacomo on Twitter. Follow Movieline on Twitter.
After perusing former New York Post reporter Mandy Stadtmiller’s must-read post for XOJane.com about how she inspired a character on Aaron Sorkin’s The Newsroom , I had to find out if the show’s creator responded to her after her story hit the ‘net. He did, although his response was not what I expected. See, a long time ago, in a galaxy far away, I was a Post reporter, too — at the tabloid’s famous gossip column Page Six — and though I never dated a celebrity, I do have some experience with famous fair-weather friends. There’s a breed of celebrity that’s brilliant at seducing reporters into believing that some sort of real bond exists when really that bond is only as strong as the positive press that flows in the direction of said famous person. I’ve fallen for it more times than I’d like to admit. (And let’s just leave it at that.) I loved Stadtmiller’s post because she did the unexpected. Instead of going all predictably tabloid on Sorkin and revealing the gories about their dates, she did something much harder: She turned the magnifying glass on herself. As she explains in her post, she inspired the character of gossip columnist Nina Howard (played by Hope Davis) after dating Sorkin around the release of The Social Network. Although initially thrilled about becoming a character in a blue-chip HBO TV show, Stadtmiller wrote after watching Davis’ debut in episode four of the series, “I will tell you that I fully cried, totally humiliated at the wreckage of what happens when you are a scheming little manipulating starfucker such as myself. Maybe it bothered me so much because I realized how close to the character I really was.” Despite the fact that Stadtmiller was essentially eviscerating herself instead of Sorkin, I guessed that an alpha-dog like him would be unhappy about the post because, in Hollywood, the more powerful you are, the more control you tend to imagine you can exert over the world, especially when it comes to how you are perceived by the people who consume your product. I was wrong. When I reached Stadtmiller, she said that Sorkin had indeed reached out to her since her tale blew up on the web. She declined to share with me the specifics of his response because, she explained, “I don’t want to be sending out press releases on everything the poor kid says to me,” but she did note that Sorkin’s reply had been “nice and kind.” “He said that he felt bad that I felt sad when I watched the episode,” she explained. That is unexpected, and — surprise, surprise — makes me want to know more. Just a suggestion, Ms. Stadtmiller and Mr. Sorkin, but why not turn this art-imitates-life debate into a dialogue? I’m confident I’m not the only one out there who would love to read it. Follow Frank DiGiacomo on Twitter. Follow Movieline on Twitter.
Ashley Tisdale has never looked so good. Sure, this is some serious fucking weirdness, her thigh high leg warmers are a move I don’t quite grasp, not even with my extensive knowledge of fashion, but the fact is that she’s hiding her busted face, showcasing her hot fit ass, and that’s all the really matters….botched surgeries, low level fame, jealousy from her competition who she pretends are her friends even though they are her rivals, all gets thrown out the window, with moves or outfits like this…as far as I’m concerned I may even be in love with her right now, so long that I am always walking/fucking behind her…. Here’s proof that a face can ruin a good thing… TO SEE THE REST OF THE PICS FOLLOW THIS LINK
Many Twihards may not want to hear it, especially when Robert Pattinson is rumored to be hitting the bottle extra hard these days, but Kristen Stewart is in rough shape. Multiple sources confirm the actress is torn apart by her affair, the pain from which was evident in her initial public apology . But while most Robsten supporters likely believe Kristen deserves everything she’s feeling and experiencing, at least one friend remains in her corner. Actress Scout Taylor Compton, with whom Stewart has been close for years, Tweeted the following messages this week: please understand i support, care, and love my friends like you all do with yours, but also understand privacy should always be respected… wish i could take people’s pain away. THAT would be my superpower… its a pain and hurt that will never be erased. Do you care, Twilight Saga fans? Do you feel any pity at all for Stewart and the mistakes she has made? Or do you feel as if no punishment could be harsh enough for the woman who drove Robert Pattinson to despair?