To paraphrase a famous quote: "Hilary -- I've seen you act, and I've seen Faye Dunaway act, and Miss Duff -- you're no Faye Dunaway." This truth is of course self-evident if you watch Faye in her prime.
Don't let the lackluster ho-hum holiday season cinema schlockfest fool you. 2010 was a stellar year for films. In a break from tradition, quality films did not only turn up during the Oscar-friendly month of December.
My own personal exploration into the movies that petrify me most inspired me to compile a fresh list of skin-crawling entries that in my view do full justice to the spirit of Halloween.
We should all periodically revisit the best books and films on the Holocaust, however unpleasant, to keep our own awareness, watchfulness, and revulsion very much alive. There is no shortage of worthy choices.
Please allow me to introduce myself, as the song goes. You can call me Lucifer, Satan, Beelzebub -- whatever. I've got a proposition for you. No, I d...
A Prophet is a masterpiece. Obviously, it won't have the same cultural impact as The Godfather, but both are nuanced, emotionally gripping, and above all, wildly entertaining.
One of the best ways as a nation to keep our children safe is by making better decisions. Putting more funding and effort into preventing child abuse by educating parents about how to be good parents is a start.
Charles Manson, the psychopathic killer responsible for the seven murders at this Hollywood Hills home, blamed the Beatles' White Album for the series of killings his "Family" committed.
Now, suddenly, it's not just taking sides, it's siding with a convicted rapist. Even Iran is saying, "Holy s**t, Switzerland, what are you doing?"
Like all the Roman Polanski apologists and defenders, Whoopi Goldberg's Hollywood loyalty has led her to downplay and trivialize Mel Gibson's vile racist behavior. Shame on them both.
There's something very wrong with society when a court sets a child rapist free while 400 law-abiding geese receive a death sentence and are summarily executed.
On the one hand, maybe she should contritely serve her sentence, set to begin next week, and move on with her life. On the other hand, maybe she should grab one of her passports, flee the country, and move to France.
It looks like the silver lining for celebrity abusers everywhere is that unless you use a racial slur while committing abuse you might be okay, career wise.
To get away with child-rape and attract a cabal of supporters you just have to meet two criteria: (a) You have to run away and stay away for a few decades, and (b) You need to direct some popular films.
I have the feeling I am defending not a friend (I repeat, for the nth time, I did not know Roman Polanski before the affair) but the Law itself.
Could Yeardley Love have been saved? Yes. But not till we, as a society, say no more. Not until we hold everyone, celebrities and non-celebrities alike accountable for their actions and for their despicable acts.