The attack occurred at about 9:35 a.m., when the man from Lake Oswego, Ore., was snorkeling near a shore in Kihei, Hawaii, Maui Police officials said in a news release. A 61-year-old man from Oregon was attacked and injured by a 10-foot shark while snorkeling in Hawaii, authorities said. The shark bit the man#39;s left calf and he sustained a deep laceration, according to a preliminary investigation. Medical first responders said that the man#39;s injuries were “consistent to that of a shark
A police report obtained by TMZ indicates that Crazy Tony was driving on Highway 20 around 11 pm. Deputy Joe Rozier allegedly indicated that Lindsey was spotted attempting to carry out a potentially dangerous prank. According to TMZ, Deputy Rozier had this to say about the incident with the Honey Boo Boo cast member: “I observed a white male dressed in a gorilla suit acting as if he was going to jump into my lane of travel. I swerved into the left lane to avoid an accident with the person.” Wh
Hang Ten! The Smith kids splashed it up in Hawaii this week along with mom Jada and some friends. Jaden looks like an old pro doesn’t he? And Willow is no slouch either. Hit the flip for lots more family fun photos from their trip.
Barack won before Ohio, Virgina, and Florida’s votes even came in tonight! With his voice strong but quivering with passion, Barack gave a heartfelt speech after a long night of waiting for the electoral votes to come in. POTUS let us know that “The role of citizens of our democracy does not end with your vote” after he thanked US ALL for campaigning and voting during the last few months. According to The Huffington Post : President Barack Obama did not just win reelection tonight. His victory signaled the irreversible triumph of a new, 21st-century America: multiracial, multi-ethnic, global in outlook and moving beyond centuries of racial, sexual, marital and religious tradition. Obama, the mixed-race son of Hawaii by way of Kansas, Indonesia, Los Angeles, New York and Chicago, won reelection in good part because he not only embodied but spoke to that New America, as did the Democratic Party he leads. His victorious coalition spoke for and about him: a good share of the white vote (about 45 percent in Ohio, for example); 70 percent or so of the Latino vote across the country, according to experts; 96 percent of the African-American vote; and large proportions of Asian Americans and Pacific Islanders. The Republican Party, by contrast, has been reduced to a rump parliament of Caucasian traditionalism: white, married, church-going — to oversimplify only slightly. “It’s a catastrophe,” said GOP strategist Steve Schmidt. “This is, this will have to be, the last time that the Republican Party tries to win this way.” The GOP chose as its standard-bearer Mitt Romney, whose own Mormon Church until recent decades discriminated officially against blacks. His campaign made little serious effort to reach out to Hispanics voters, and Romney hurt himself by taking far-right positions on immigration during the GOP primaries. He made no effort whatsoever in the black community. Obama reached out not only racially and ethnically, but in terms of lifestyle. Analysts made fun of, and Republicans derided, his campaign’s focus on discrete demographic and social slices of the electorate, including gays and lesbians. But the message was one about the future, not the American past. U.S. Census numbers tell the story. In the first decade of the new millennium, the Asian-American population rose 43.3 percent, the African-American population 12.3 percent, the Latino community 43 percent — and the white population just 5.7 percent. To be sure, the president won because of his stand on the issues — health care reform, Wall Street regulation, the auto industry bailout, among others. But his victory is something more: a sense that we are all in this together as a society, no matter who we are or how we live our lives. I saw this new America at the heart of the Obama reelection effort, in their campaign offices. In one office in Virgina, for example, the local campaign manager was Pakistani-American, the volunteers were of every race and background, the people heading out to handle the signup drive were Hispanic, and the event they were working on was a concert by Bruce Springsteen. Not only did Barack and his mayne man Joe win the electoral vote, they also won the popular vote too. While Mitt won the white vote (SMH), he failed to bring in votes with minorities. Barack also brought in votes from more than 60% of young voters (those ages 18-29) and, even though he fell from 44% to 39% of the overall white vote this election year, he still stomped Robney with a huge lead. To quote CNN “This is a crisis amongst the Republican Party”. Crisis or not, we’re pretty sure POUTUS can get a lot more isht done than Mittens would’ve been able to over the course of the next four years. Images via facebook
Stop us if you’ve heard this before: The Internet is blowing up with a topless photo of Rihanna. No, not the Facebook pictures of this singer half-naked in Hawaii . Nor the shots of her with blonde hair and no top . And, nope, we’re not referring to those sexting images from last year. This time, yesterday morning, Rihanna decided to simply post a pic of herself in bed, sans shirt, along with the caption: “The morning after! Hello November.” It was the morning after the artist threw a Halloween bash in West Hollywood, which drew attention not just because Chris Brown showed up. But because Chris Brown showed up… dressed like a terrorist .
Friends, let me tell you about a little movie called Miami Connection : One part ’80s rock ‘n’ roll musical, another part martial arts extravaganza, this forgotten gem made in 1987 by future Tae Kwon Do Grandmaster Y.K. Kim is the cult pic of the year. When else will you ever see a team of multicultural orphan BFF rock musicians-slash-college students take on biker ninjas and economically frustrated rival bands in totally ’80s suburban Florida, complete with insanely catchy original tunes AND a throwaway plot involving “stupid cocaine?” I’ll tell you when: Never. The goodly folks at Drafthouse Pictures unearthed Miami Connection by accident after blind-screening a print bought for $50 from the internet. Miami Connection isn’t just bad-great, it’s got a real heart at its core, and that heart beats to the rhythm of ditties like “Against the Ninja” (sample mid-song chant: “TAE KWON/TAE KWON — TAE KWON DO!”) and “Friends Forever” (sample lyric: “Friends for eternity, loyalty, honesty/We stick together through thick and thin”). Their band name? Dragon Sound. In the spirit of awards season and to celebrate next week’s theatrical re-release of Miami Connection — its original run consisted of a handful of theaters in Florida in 1987, accompanied by critical and commercial rejection — Drafthouse has created a series of For Your Consideration ads. Movieline is proud to exclusively present for your consideration, for Best Song (yes, maybe of all time), “Against the Ninja” co-written and sung by the film’s leading lady, Kathee Collier: Collier is unfortunately very tough to Google for a “Where Are They Now” update, but Kim and the rest of Dragon Sound made it to Austin, TX in September for Fantastic Fest . Suffice to say it’s possible Collier single-handedly kept the ’80s in hairspray, pumps, and white lace bodysuits. I only hope she’s out there somewhere humming along and relishing in her memories as anyone who’s seen Miami Connection will be for months. Miami Connection opens in select theaters starting on November 2. For a full list of cities & dates visit http://drafthousefilms.com/film/miami-connection. To request a screening in your city through Tugg, visit http://www.tugg.com/titles/miami-connection. Follow Jen Yamato on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .
As is often the peril with movies of giant ambition, Cloud Atlas walks a crooked line between the glorious and the ridiculous, its reach unencumbered by sensible decisions or restraint. Adapted with reasonable faithfulness from a novel of equally epic sweep by British author David Mitchell, the film spans eras and genres, intertwining tales of men at sea in the 1850s with a 1970s conspiracy-based mystery with a dystopian future Seoul. Through these settings and the characters that populate them, the movie highlights themes of reincarnation and of the warring nature of mankind as empathetic and self-sacrificing versus competitive and brutal. Directed by Tom Tykwer and Lana and Andy Wachowski , Cloud Atlas matches the scope of its settings and its motifs with an equally bold filmmaking choice: it reuses its actors in different roles in the different story threads, recasting them with the help of make-up and prosthetics across ethnicities and sometimes genders. Halle Berry plays the Jewish wife of a 1930s Belgian composer in one storyline and an African-American journalist in San Francisco in another. Hugo Weaving plays a female nurse working in a modern British old age home and an incarnation of the devil in a distant future version of Hawaii. Tom Hanks is a duplicitous 19th century doctor picked up in the Chatham Islands and the thuggish Cockney author of a popular novel in the present day. It’s a wild choice that underscores the film’s suggestion of the transmutation of souls. As the main character — who’s marked by a comet-shaped birthmark and played by various actors — makes his/her way through the eons and different lives, the recurrence of performers provides a visual reminder of this theme, tying together narratives that are wildly diverse in tone and content. It’s also a technique that provokes some unavoidable amusement. Despite the quality of the production, there’s only so much that can be done to plausibly turn Korean star Bae Doona into a freckled white aristocrat, Ben Whishaw into a blonde woman or Jim Sturgess into an Asian rebel leader. And yet, there’s something fiercely admirable about the film’s dedication to this particular type of color-blind casting, even when it fails. (Well, almost color-blind — the black characters are all played by black actors.) Its hero, after all, is a soul, so why stand on ceremony about the malleable bodies in which it, and others, are housed? That protagonist starts off, in the earliest story, as a villain — Dr. Henry Goose (Hanks), who treats the naive Adam Ewing (Sturgess) on their trip to San Francisco by ship in the mid-1800s with a medicine that is quite deliberately making him worse. He is reborn, in the ear between World Wars, as Robert Frobisher (Whishaw), an English composer whose love affair with another man gets him disinherited, he leads to him working for an established talent named Vyvyan Ayrs (Jim Broadbent) who’s not as benign an employer as Frobisher would like. In the 1970s, he’s become a she — Luisa Rey (Berry), a Californian journalist whose investigation into a nuclear plant cover-up lands her in danger. In 2012, she’s Timothy Cavendish (Broadbent), an aging publisher who gets both lucky and unlucky with a hit book and who finds himself committed to a militant nursing home from which he’d like to escape. In New Seoul in the near future, he’s become Sonmi-451 (Bae), a cloned waitress at a chain restaurant who experiences an awakening from the conscripted life that labor “fabricants” are intended to have. And in the far-flung reaches of the film’s timeline, she’s become Zachry (Hanks), one of a small community of peaceful villagers living in Hawaii after the collapse of civilization and trying to avoid the savage cannibalistic faction the remaining humans on the island have become. These stories connect within each other and, unlike the nesting doll structure of Mitchell’s novel, they’re intercut. The film stays with one story for long minutes or dips into another for a brief glimpse. Every thread is, in essence, about the powerful oppressing the powerless and what it takes to put oneself at risk to help others, whether it be an escaped slave stowaway or a manufactured corporate server. Despite the showiness of the structure, it’s the films smaller moments that leap out as emotionally wrenching: an encounter with an old love at the top of a cathedral, a man carrying his sick friend out to sit in the sun, a rallying cry at a pub. Cloud Atlas strives continually for transcendence and only sometimes grasps it, but the sincerity with which it pursues the emotion and the very idea of the reverberating impact selfless actions can have is quite moving. It’s rare, these days, to see a movie declare its aims for greatness so openly and without a leaden sense of self-importance. And though the film doesn’t achieve all of its goals, it does offer an indelibly powerful vision of a throughline from the past to today and on through the end of things, that expresses faith in the ability of people to overcome animalism. It’s spiritual but entirely humanistic, and salvation, when it comes, arrives from within or from other people — an outrageous, silly and beautiful ode to the better nature of mankind. Follow Alison Willmore on Twitter. Follow Movieline on Twitter.
Bar Paly is some bootleg Bar Refaeli from Israel….you know cuz they are both named after my favorite place to self destruct…but more importantly on the same Israeli mission of being some next big thing in America….but only rockin’ credits like a one time role on CSI….and probably a few celebrity cocks that have been inside her and thus define her…or at least make her relevant… I am more into her FLASHING HER PANTIES LOOKING LIKE A STRIPPER ….than bullshit same pose, same face, different bathing suit photoshoots, but she’s still hot, Jewish and half naked, and that’s gotta count for something…I am just not sure what that something is….but it is somewhere between irrelevant immigrant and worth jerking off to….as most of these women I talk about are…. Who cares, here’s the pics, I’m on vacation.
I don’t watch Mad Men, but I do know Jessica Pare. She’s from Montreal, I’ve met her a few times, I know her crew, she was not hot enough to really remember or care about, but she did move to LA after finding some low level local celebrity, where she tried and tried and tried some more to land real jobs, where she married an American dude for his papers, only to divorce him with an American Passport so she could stay in LA trying to land real jobs….and then one day…at 30 years old…it all came together….and she got on Mad Man and now she’s shooting in Hawaii in a Bikini and all her fucking dreams have come true….when really she was at her best when doing topless scenes in Hot Tub Time Machine and topless scenes in weird Lesbian private school love story movies….because lets face it…big sloppy tits are more fun naked….but she’s in a bikini, and I guess that’s what counts and next times she’s visiting her family in Montreal, walking around like she’s more important than the world like she was Elisha Cuthbert, who does the same thing, I’ll be sure to try to shove my tongue down her throat and instagram that shit…..but until then here she is in some pics in a bikini that I for one will not be masturbating to. I am not a hater, I am just not easily impressed. TO SEE THE REST OF THE PICS FOLLOW THIS LINK
One of the better looking couples in Hollywood has called it quits. According to Just Jared, Teresa Palmer ( I Am Number F our) and Scott Speedman ( Last Resort ) broke up in late summer, with the latter already moving on to his ABC costar, Camille De Pazzis. He was spotted swimming with her in Hawaii this week. Palmer, meanwhile, has been linked in the past to suck hunks as Liam Hemsworth , Russell Brand and Zac Efron.
