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I've begun to question the process that goes into getting your name embedded in the sidewalks of Hollywood Boulevard and Vine Street.
I don't remember watching The Earth Day Special when it was first broadcast by ABC in April 1990. Perhaps if I had watched it 22 years ago, I would have avoided falling for the right's denialist trap.
We all know what happens in Titanic. There were no surprises. Nothing had changed in the film, and the addition of 3D was meaningless. What had changed -- we suddenly realized -- was us.
At 12: Old Rose threw the necklace into the water so it could be with Jack! At 26: Old Rose just threw her granddaughter's inheritance into the ocean for no reason.
"You'd think they would know it's not a disease," my daughter said as we watched Emma's parents on Glee discuss her OCD. "Jeesh. I'm a kid and I know that."
I was 23 when Titanic was released. I loved it. I loved all 194 minutes of it. To this day, I still love it.
This is a tale of Internet titillation. It doesn't titillate me very much, but it illustrates how powerless celebrities are in the face of people in their pajamas, sitting at home, just making it all up.
Well, the list is out. Thus beginning the exciting road to what is the biggest night for Hollywood. But much of my enthusiasm was lost when I realized who was missing -- begging one very obvious question: WHY DOES THE ACADEMY HATE LEO?!
Growing up watching Scorsese movies was like attending an open master class on how these two intimately connected art forms can work together at their very best.
Just as this year's Nobel Peace Prize winners -- three women -- were announced, this film season features two films that focus on women rulers: one, Margaret Thatcher, a hawk; the other, Aung San Suu Kyi, a dove who is a Nobel Peace Prize laureate.
With a fanbase of literally billions, Shah Rukh Khan, King Khan or SRK to his fans, shook the city at a special event to honor the Indian film star opening night at the 11th annual Marrakesh International Film Festival.
J.Edgar, the movie, is more than just a mere contrived biopic. There is something transcendent about it, something that can enhance our understanding about America and the people who wield power over our lives.
The acting in J Edgar is okay with DiCaprio trying to fill in the gaps that surrounded Hoover's history. But an actor can only do so much with a weak script and Dustin Lance Black's script is very weak.
The best ideas are the obvious ones and that applies to bringing a film festival to Napa Valley. Who wouldn't want to attend a festival held in the...
Hollywood is the epicenter of entertainment -- but sometimes the masses forget it is a hub of not just film and television but of immense artistic talent outside those filmic confines.
Let's see: Clint Eastwood's J. Edgar," which opens in limited release Wednesday (11/9/11) before going wider on Friday, features a fully committed per...
