Another great talent has passed away . Jimmy Ellis, 74, lead singer of the Philadelphia rhythm and blues band the Trammps, whose hit “Disco Inferno” was featured in the 1977 movie Saturday Night Fever, died Thursday, March 8, in Rock Hill, S.C., from complications of Alzheimer’s disease, according to his daughter, Erika Stinson. Mr. Ellis grew up singing in church in Rock Hill before moving to the Philadelphia area, where he worked as a chauffeur and gardener. He also sang in bands like the Moods and the Exceptions, which scored a doo-wop hit in 1962 with “Down by the Ocean” on the Cameo-Parkway label. “Jimmy was straight out of church,” singer Bobby Eli, the guitarist who was a founding member of the Trammps and who played on all of the group’s recordings, said in an interview Friday. “The church never left him. And even for a church singer, he was unique. He had a scream on him that couldn’t be touched. He was the voice of the disco era for the Sound of Philadelphia, but he never wanted to be a disco singer. He considered himself a rhythm-and-blues singer.” The Trammps broke up in 1980. Mr. Ellis gave up pop music for a time and moved back to South Carolina, concentrating on gospel music. But he eventually returned to touring with the Trammps, working steadily through 2010. In addition to his daughter, Mr. Ellis is survived by his wife, Beverly; a son, Jimmy; and eight grandchildren. A memorial service was scheduled at the Central Church of God in Charlotte, N.C., for Friday, March 16. So sad. Alzheimer’s is such a terrible illness. Our thoughts and prayers are with the Ellis family. R.I.P. Source WENN More On Bossip! Eff A Traveler’s Digest: 10 Countries With Beautiful BLACK Women Action! Stars That Were Offered Large Sums Of Money To Make Adult Movies…Did They Take It?! TwitterFiles: Tisha Campbell Says People Need To Leave Her Husband Out Of Will And Jada’s “Divorce” Crazy In Love: Women That Went A Little Cuckoo For The Men They Loved
The troubles marring the relationship between fast-talking literary agent Jack McCall (Eddie Murphy) and his wife and the mother of his baby Caroline (Kerry Washington) are nothing next to the issues A Thousand Words has in marrying wacky physical comedy and a new age exploration of absentee fathers. The film, which is directed by Norbit ‘s Brian Robbins and written by Bruce Almighty ‘s Steve Koren, is being slung at audiences as a broad family laffer of the Jim Carrey school, but spends just as much time trying to be a serious tale about letting go of childhood resentments and accepting mortality. The “deep” bits aren’t, despite a climactic shot in which Murphy actually frolics with his childhood self through a Terrence Malick-style dreamy field of wheat, and the parts that aim to be funny rarely succeed at that either, telegraphing their punchlines so far in advance that they don’t really need to follow through on them. Murphy’s journey into the lucrative and yet so often awful world of family-friendly comedies is one that’s been taken by plenty of comics, but he wears it worse than most, his edges sanded off and a too calculated look in his eyes as he prepares for the soggy reconciliations with which these stories always end. It doesn’t help that even the pratfalls in A Thousand Words look tired and recycled. McCall climbs a tree to rescue a cat only to have it attack him, making him fall. McCall bluffs his way to the front of a long line at Starbucks by pretending his wife’s in labor. (I realize this is really not the type of film at which to nitpick, but beyond the vaudeville-era mustiness of the gag, why would anyone believe that someone in a wild rush to the hospital would still stop for coffee?) McCall causes multiple car accidents trying to help a blind man cross the street without being able to speak to him. The central conceit in A Thousand Words is that, thanks to a deal he’s made with Dr. Sinja (Cliff Curtis), “the most popular nondenominational religious leader on the planet,” McCall finds that a mystical tree has suddenly grown in the backyard of his swank house of a hill. For every word he says or writes, a leaf falls off, and presumably when they’re all gone both he and the tree will die. (The tree raises some mystical copyediting issues — “dickhead” merits two leaves, but so does “sorta classy.”) McCall obviously has some issues to work through, including the usual ones of working too hard and being emotionally unavailable, factors the film links back to his dad leaving his mom (Ruby Dee) when he was young. Caroline is so upset by his apparent lack of commitment (he refuses to sell his bachelor pad in order to move them into a more child-appropriate house and neighborhood) and unwillingness to communicate (something stepped up by the arrival of the tree) that she leaves him, though not before a laugh-free scene in which she tries to reinvigorate their relationship by wearing vinyl lingerie and breaking out furry handcuffs. That sequence, like most of the other comedic set-pieces, has the feel of something that went from brainstorming board right to the screen, as the film strains its way through every possible scenario that would be awkward when you’re not supposed to talk — ordering coffee, making an international call via an operator, making a deal over the phone, having a business meeting. When the film actually stumbles on a laugh, it seems almost an accident, as when Murphy’s character, high because of pesticides (don’t ask), inserts a breadstick up Allison Janney’s nose. Murphy rolls his eyes and mugs ferociously at the camera — A Thousand Words is the miming showcase the world never asked for — but it’s Hot Tub Time Machine’s Clark Duke, playing McCall’s assistant Aaron Wiseberger, who walks away with the film’s best scene when he’s forced to fill in for his boss at a high-powered dinner during which McCall can’t speak. The only way he knows how to handle a business deal is by channelling his boss, and the entire joke is that he’s a scrawny white kid offering fist bumps and telling someone “Sit your ass down!” But it’s mostly funny because he’s trying to pull off a decent Eddie Murphy. Remember Eddie Murphy? He used to be hilarious. Follow Alison Willmore on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .
I know, I thought she was already dead. I mean cuz her career that never should have been kinda faded….. But whenever Tila Tequila has a Brain Aneurysm and downs two bottles of prescription pills and almost dies….claiming she hasn’t recovered in efforts to draw some attention to herself so that she gets in the media again because being a Myspace whore with millions of fake friends the mainstream media thought was real friends, leading to her landing in Playboy and Getting on TV on some of the dumbest shit ever to be on TV…doesn’t have longevity….. I feel the need to WATCH HER SEX TAPE that was her last publicity stunt before converting to being jewish in efforts to re-invent her career hoping as hard as she can to keep it going….but from sex tape to suicide….she’s always failing……..she’s just bullshit human…which is too bad, cuz I’ve met her and she was actually pretty nice…oh well…we all die sometime…. TO SEE THE REST OF THE SEX TAPE GET IT
I am not entirely sure if this is her panties or the remnants of her uterus that she’s abused so agressively sticking out of her pussy…all dried up in atrophy…… But if it is her panties…that’s fucking boring…cuz I’m way more into female reporduction organs…they are my porn…..ovaries all over my face motherfucker. To See The Rest of the Pics FOLLOW THIS LINK
Yesterday, BRUCE WILLIS TOOK OUT HIS FRUSTRATION ON THE PAPARAZZI ….because everyday he wakes up knowing that his drug use and selling his soul to the devil to get to this level of fame and riches with such little talent and hair…is the reason he was given this monster toll of a daughter who has the ability to turn straight men faggot….with her face alone….rocking that bra and see through shirt…and strategically placing herself so the wind blows up her skirt was just fucking overkill….I mean if that was her objective in her seduction….all square faced and sloppy bodied….She’s the fucking worst. TO SEE THE REST OF THE PIC FOLLOW THIS LINK
My next wife. the one I end up knocking up and having a family with, after this site makes me a billion dollars cuz it becomes a cult classic, eventually tricking the mainstream….is gonna be a model… See up until this point, life’s been pretty shit…women have been shit, the wife has been shit, and after eating the shit for this long, I feel I deserve to be with a model with great tits…. The reason I like models is simple…they are cool, hot and secure in their looks cuz people pay them for their looks and thus secure in themselves…allowing them to focus on what is important…having fun…in a life of luxury with no fucking stress cuz they have the easiest fucking jobs…. Her name is Ioanna Ntenti. She’s from Greece and thus has two vaginas…one in her asshole and the other where traditional non greek pussies go….and she’s topless for tank magazine…and I’m liking it…so much I can practically smell the shit on my dick…but that could be totally unrelated to these pics….if you know what I mean.
This couple just doesn’t give even half a damn… Tiki Barber is a step closer to marrying new love Traci Lynn Johnson — even though he’s still married. While still finalizing his divorce from wife Ginny, ex-Giants superstar Tiki and fiancée Traci are determined to press forward with their wedding plans, we’re told. And tomorrow, Erica Rivera, the attractive wife of journalist Geraldo Rivera, will throw a bridal shower for Johnson at new downtown wine bar Bahr Ché. Sources tell us Tiki and Ginny “have a divorce agreement in principle, but the divorce is not yet final.” The Post revealed Tiki split with Ginny, his wife of 11 years who was then eight months pregnant with twins, in 2010 after falling for 20-something blonde Traci, a former NBC intern who worked with him at 30 Rock while he was a “Today” correspondent. Ginny and Tiki, who also have sons AJ and Chason, have since been hammering out terms of their split, which has been delayed due to disagreement over her demands for alimony and child support. We all knew that Tiki was ballsy and had a lot of gall about having a bridal shower when your boo is still married? That’s a whole other level. But is this chick worth it? Let’s take a look at Traci Lynn Johnson’s skinny cakes courtesy of the good folks at Maxim.
This isht right here is just NAAAAAAAAAAASTY ! And SMH @ the police officer who arrested them calling them “a different breed.” Three people — a husband and wife, and her lover — have been arrested and charged with conspiracy to commit a sex act with an animal. According to the Maricopa County Sheriff’s Office, deputies arrested Pinal County residents Shane Walker and Sarah Dae Walker and Gilbert resident Robert Aucker Monday night. Maricopa County Sheriff Joe Arpaio said the trio used the popular Craigslist classified ads website to find a dog to take part in the act. Sarah, 34, intended to have sex with a male golden shepherd mix while her 39-year-old husband and Aucker, 30, watched, Arpaio explained in a news release. This has not the first time Arpaio and his office have been confronted with an animal sex case in which the suspects used Craigslist to find participants. Deputies made arrests in two similar incidents almost exactly a year ago. Last summer, an unemployed handyman was sentenced to two years’ probation after pleading guilty to conspiracy to commit a sex act with an animal. About a month later, a former school teacher pleaded not guilty to one misdemeanor count and was sentenced to one year of supervised probation. Arrested in late February 2011, the perpetrators in both cases used Craigslist to find dogs. In the wake of those arrests, Arpaio wrote to Craigslist CEO Jim Buckmaster and asked him to consider implementing better monitoring on the site to prevent these kinds of solicitation ads. MCSO said Buckmaster never responded. “I remain extremely disappointed in the leadership at Craigslist.com for refusing to do what they can to stop this,” Arpaio said in a news release Tuesday. “While they aren’t doing anything to stop it, I will continue to enforce all animal cruelty laws.” Shane Walker is a flight attendant while his wife is a self-employed photographer. Aucker is a car salesman. MCSO said the trio admitted their plans to detectives during interviews. According to Arpaio, the Walkers describe themselves as “swingers” and have what they call and “open marriage.” Aucker says he and Sarah have been involved in a relationship for about a month. Arpaio said Aucker told detectives Sarah had shared with him her desire to have sex with a dog. According to court documents, the Walkers planned for three weeks, emailing back and forth with the dog’s owner. Investigators said the Walkers and Aucker drove to the arranged location for the express purpose of engaging in sex with the dog. MCSO said the trio offered the dog’s owner, an undercover detective, the opportunity to take part. While the trio state their intent for Sarah to have intercourse with the dog, deputies arrested them before anything happened. “People who do this for enjoyment are a different breed, that’s for certain,” Arpaio said. The Walkers and Aucker made their initial court appearances Tuesday. They were released but are subject to electronic monitoring and are not allowed to leave the state. Both the couple and Aucker also were ordered to give up their dogs. Sex with animals, which is legal in some states, was made a class 6 felony in Arizona in 2006. That law was proposed and passed after Leroy Johnson, a deputy fire chief for Mesa, was arrested in March 2006. Accused of having sex with his neighbor’s lamb, Johnson was charged with disorderly conduct, trespassing and public sexual indecency — all misdemeanor counts. Then-Gov. Janet Napolitano signed the law making intercourse with an animal a felony less than three months later. Conspiracy to commit the act is a misdemeanor. Just disgusting. At what point do you not just look at each other (all THREE of you) and say — ‘This is already pretty freaky, forget the chains, we got some chains and whip cream.’ And these crazy fools already HAD dogs — but they didn’t want to have sex with their dogs. They gotta go fool with some strange dog! And what kind of dog does a golden retriever have to mate with to have ears like that anyway??? Source More On Bossip! Where’s The Meat? Super Skinny Dudes That Chop Down Absolute Dimes Celebrity Cribs: Check Out Michael Jordan’s $29 Million Chicago Compound Up For Sale [Photos] Eat Your Heart Out RihRih: Karrueche Flexes On Twitter As Breezy Is On His Best Boyfriend Behavior A “Lil Positivity”: A Gallery Of African-American Professionals That Are On The Come Up
After receiving over 600 entries in our Hunger Games haiku contest , it took some Katniss-strength fortitude to find one victor to take home the coveted grand prize, a pair of tickets to the March 12 Los Angeles premiere. You think choosing between Peeta and Gale is hard? Try selecting a winner from the vivid, emotional, romantic, lyrical, hilarious, and evocative poems submitted by Hunger Games diehards in our Cornucopia of words. In order to be eligible, entries had to be original compositions in haiku form and be inspired by any part of Suzanne Collins’ The Hunger Games . Many of you took the first person approach, writing as Katniss; some opted to approach it from the point of view of Peeta, Rue, or other supporting characters in the Hunger Games world. Overall, the potency of the Hunger Games mythology and heroine Katniss Everdeen’s journey shone through. In the spirit of the Games, here are the Top 12 “candidates” (ending with the contest’s winning entry): Nina Kuo: Pick Peeta or Gale? Well, I’ve always been a fan of polyandry! — Momin Sherazi: Katniss, I knead you I bread your pardon Peeta? I said I loaf You — Robyn: Screw Gale and Peeta This hellish revolution Was all for you, Rue — Brittany Huynh: I threw you some bread And now I throw you my heart Don’t break it apart — Samantha: You’re the boy with bread. And I am the girl on fire, So do we make toast? — Mar (we’ll let the extra syllables fly on account of the Tim Gunn reference): Cinna is the most normal He reminds me of Tim Gunn Make it work, Katniss — Kristen Kelly: Silver parachutes; My kisses bring survival But is there love here? — jjl: If I were to win Maybe my wife would see I’m Better than Peeta — Skid Maher: So Peeta or Gale? oh come on Katniss, why not take them both, you prude — James : A children’s deathmatch Ignites a nation to fight No sparkling vampires — Prianna Ahsan : To the Capitol where death awaits me now, yet my mind is on boys. — And the winner of Movieline’s Hunger Games Haiku contest is… Lisa, whose entry captured the wistful spirit of Collins’ novels with a lyricism evoking Katniss’s relationship with her fellow tribute Rue, the iconic Mockingjay call, and the rebellion she inspires with one courageous act during the Games. Lisa: Four notes on the wind– I must whistle for you now. Hear our song, Panem? Congrats to our winner and many thanks to all who played! Read all the Hunger Games haiku entries here . Follow Movieline on Twitter .
