Viola Davis stands in a league of her own. I was moved by Viola Davis's speech. I was moved by her countenance. I was moved by her grace. I am moved by her journey. The move I now desire to make, is to move over the line so that my stretched arms may actually touch someone.
Sunday night's Emmy Awards Show and Apple's new ad should be just the beginning. It's time for Hollywood to step up and for the viewing audience to step up to demand more positive, "Real" images like these.
Working as a local lifeguard over the summer, I observed how feminism isn't solely a women's issue, but a male issue as well. I watched many young boys get teased by their friends with phrases like, "Don't be such a pussy" or "Be a man, stop crying" and my personal least-favorite, "You throw like a girl."
Viola Davis is officially queen of the universe! Everyone is talking about her incredible Emmy acceptance speech. The How to Get Away with Murder actress made history on Sunday night when she became the first black woman to win an Emmy award for best actress in a drama.
"It takes the strongest man in the world to do a woman's job." That was my pitch to Arnold Schwarzenegger as he sat having breakfast at Patrick's Roadhouse on Pacific Coast Highway in Santa Monica with his mother. He looked up at me and said, "What is that job?"
Natural Intelligence refers to principles of life and to our lifestyle choices that respect the natural limits and boundaries of earth's resources.
If Eli Roth has concerns about the plight of Amazonian tribes, perhaps he could use his platform to expose the threats to their homelands and way of life instead of portraying them as animalistic cannibals.
A true trailblazer in the sultry novel genre, Jackie Collins died this past Saturday. She was 77. "I never pretended to be a literary writer," she once said. "I'm a school dropout."
The Cloth Peddler is the story of a wealthy young man who decides to flaunt tradition by actually meeting and falling in love with his bride before their wedding day.
It is interesting that while living in Paris, my parents resisted any French influence and continued their Russian way of life: eating Russian food, reading Russian newspapers and books, having Russian friends, and speaking Russian at home. My first tongue was Russian. In the U.S., they did the same thing --continued the Russian traditions they had grown up with.
There was some chatter on the blogs about two gay cast members joining the cast of Love and Hip Hop all summer long but it wasn't until the premiere and that kiss between Miles and Milan that viewers knew for sure that the season was going to be like no other season, moreover, no other franchise of Love and Hip Hop
Given the luxurious privilege of having my diary of life among the superstars, Starflacker, excerpted in The Huffington Post and in Saturday Evening Post, why would I instead choose to excerpt from another book not yet even on the market?
My hope is that by watching this season someone who wouldn't normally give an individual an opportunity will look beyond their own personal or absolute technical biases to give an otherwise talented person a much needed chance.
Stevan Riley's "Listen to Me, Marlon," like its subject, is a bit unwieldy, cerebral, and at times pock-marked by bouts of profound sadness. And yet, it is difficult to take your eyes off of.
It must be remembered that technical skills can many times be trained, but passion isn't something that can be taught.