The process is grueling, exhausting, insulting, exciting and demeaning. It is ridiculously imperfect (as every fall season proves). It is a kind of hell week, only it lasts a year. So why would otherwise sane people (well, most of them, anyway) subject themselves to this?
At a Mother's Day Parade, there was a New Orleans Shooting that left 19 people injured. Ten Men, seven women, and two children. Reports state that thr...
Let's consider, shall we, some of The Guilt Trip's cinematic mother-son precursors, and how their various mammeles stack up on the scale of believability.
Basically, I'm a cautious driver. But, I do believe some driving rules are absurd, maybe even obsolete. I'm sure they were originally written for good reasons, but they don't make sense today.
If you are scratching your head and asking 'Who the hell is Tim Blake Nelson?', the long answer is you already know his work and the short answer is: He's the guy in O Brother Where Art Thou? who isn't George Clooney or John Turturro.
Casual bigotry is dying off. Literally. Old people and their parents with a life radius of 30 miles. Oh sure, there will always be prejudice, stupidity and fear but society is rapidly realizing that "gay" is just another adjective; like blonde or buff.
At this point in movie history, the Hollywood studios are to movies what McDonald's is to cuisine: a factory producing products that are nearly identical in their lack of depth, quality or concern for the viewing audience's intellect.
Knepper doesn't pull any punches. He's an intense guy with great stories, strong opinions and not a hint of the malevolence many expect from the man who channeled T-Bag with such brutal realism from 2005 to 2009.
You've clocked two months of solid work since Christmas break and it's time for another escape.
According to the Kickstarter's data, there was $274 billion collected last year (+238 percent from 2011). In comparison, VC's invested $26.5 billion in 2012 (-10 percent from 2011). Do you see the difference?
If I could find myself in an alternate universe, there would be all the men I love -- and in this alternate universe all these men I love would find me irresistible and they wouldn't be married.
Even before Jack Nicholson introduced the first lady of the United States to present the award for best picture, this year's Oscars had developed an unusual political cast to it, both in personalities and in substance.
In the March issue of GQ, the great Mark Harris debunks one of the most prevalent theories in Hollywood today: that movies stars are dead, replaced by recognizable characters like superheros, YA heroines and even pirates. As Harris writes: "We still need movie stars. And perhaps more surprisingly, we still have movie stars -- lots of them, and arguably a more talented and interesting variety than at any time in the past thirty years. But they play by new rules, and they have to navigate an industry that often seems hostile to their very existence."
Even if you don't know what a mass tort administrator or a class action administrator does, odds are that you have interacted with one at one time.
This rough justice often carries readers and viewers along to cheer for the law breakers. Maybe they enact our taboo impulses, maybe not. But there's something deeply satisfying in watching characters you like cross the line and work out their own form of justice.
Here, we present ten celebrities epitomizing the beauty of humanitarianism in ways about which we're betting even the hosts of E!'s Fashion Police can't find anything to criticize.