The Titanic star has been shooting new HBO show Mildred Pierce in New York City, but production was halted on Monday (24May10) after she suffered a mishap while playing with Mia, nine, and Joe, six - her two children with estranged husband Sam Mendes.
Winslet reportedly bumped her head when she fell over and was left badly bruised, forcing TV bosses to shut down production on the series.
A source tells New York Post gossip column PageSix, "She fell after being hit by a basketball and suffered bruising that couldn't be covered with make-up, so the entire production was halted (on) Monday."
A representative for Winslet confirmed the incident, and insisted the star "is fine".
The 17-year-old Disney star, who is dating pop hunk Joe Jonas, was involved in a collision early on Tuesday and took to her Twitter.com account to reveal all about the crash before the tabloids got hold of the story.
Lovato wrote, "Today hasn't started off so great. I was so sleepy this morning, I got in my first little accident in my car.
"To everyone who asked, yes - I'm totally fine! Thank you! (it) was a huge bummer."
The embattled Girls Gone Wild creator was arrested in 2007 and charged with two counts of filing fraudulent tax returns, amounting to $20 million (£14 million).
He faced up to 10 years behind bars if he was convicted.
But Francis will no longer take the stand as planned next month (Oct09) after reaching an agreement with the authorities, which will keep him out of prison.
As part of the deal, Francis will plead guilty to the charges, pay a $250,000 (£166,670) fine and receive credit for the 301 days in jail he has already served.
The news will come as a relief to Francis, who is also embroiled in a lawsuit against three former employees he claims tried to embezzle cash from him.
He is also under investigation by the Los Angeles County Sheriff's Department for an altercation with Brody Jenner's girlfriend, Jayde Nicole, outside a nightclub last month (Aug09).
[IMG: LThe A-Team is coming together with Bradley Cooper and Liam Neeson now said to be in talks with Fox to play Lt. Templeton "Faceman" Peck and Col. John "Hannibal" Smith, respectively. Joe Carnahan is directing the film based on the 1980s TV series.
According to Variety, Neeson and Fox are working out money issues.
Meanwhile, back in May, Cooper appeared to have unwittingly confirmed to IESB that he was in for Faceman although he backpedaled on his statements a few days later when speaking with Chud. The actor is especially hot right now coming off this weekend’s number one film, The Hangover.
Carnahan and Brian Bloom fine-tuned an A-Team script by Skip Woods while Ridley Scott is producing with Jules Daly and series creator Stephen J. Cannell. Tony Scott is executive producing through Scott Free.
Production begins in late August for a June 11, 2010 release.
The series' premise — four war vets wrongly convicted of armed robbery who escape from a military prison to become do-gooder mercenaries — is intact but the camp nature of the show is said to have been replaced with a tone that hews closer to Mission: Impossible and Ocean's Eleven.
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WHAT IT’S ABOUT?
The Soloist is based on the experiences of Los Angeles Times columnist Steve Lopez whose career and marriage are floundering when one day he stumbles into a life-changing encounter with a homeless musician named Nathaniel Ayers. At first sensing a great story Lopez soon realizes there is much more at stake. Ayers was once a brilliant student of music at Juilliard until a crippling case of schizophrenia forced him to drop out. Though currently homeless it’s clear he still possesses the soul and talent of a true artist. Determined to help this potential genius regain the life he lost Lopez strikes up an intensely complicated relationship with Ayers that will take them both in new and surprising directions.
WHO’S IN IT?
One of the chief attributes of The Soloist is its pitch-perfect casting of the two leads who drive this highly personal story. Robert Downey Jr. is very fine as Lopez a man searching for some meaning as his marriage to wife and fellow reporter (Catherine Keener) is falling apart and the newspaper business is failing. As Nathaniel the homeless mentally ill man Lopez befriends on L.A.’s skid row Jamie Foxx is superb going deep to find the lost soul of this once supremely promising talent. It’s his best work since his Oscar-winning turn as Ray Charles and the musical connection should not be lost on anyone. The two stars movingly recreate this unique and frustrating friendship and alone make this otherwise uneven film worth seeing. Keener does well in a sketchy supporting role and Lisa Gay Hamilton ( TV’s The Practice) handles her two or three scenes as Ayers’ concerned sister with understated grace.
Director Joe Wright (Atonement Pride & Prejudice) allows his actors room to grow their characters into challenging portrayals that avoid sticky sentimentality. He and screenwriter Susannah Grant (Erin Brockovich) let their tale play out very slowly. Admirably The Soloist is a studio film with a real social conscience (a rarity these days) shining a light on the increasing plight of the homeless community. Also a plus are the classical musical sequences which are well-staged and beautiful to hear.
For all its attributes there’s something oddly cold and uninvolving here. You should leave uplifted and inspired but what’s on screen is much darker if not deeper. It’s as if Wright a British director making his first American film was tone-deaf in trying to establish exactly which story he wanted to tell here. Is it about the debilitating effects of schizophrenia? A talented musician trying to find his inner song again? A lost reporter throwing himself into a new friendship only to forget his own dire predicament? Hard to say — and that’s the problem. You leave this film with more questions than answers.
Lopez practically has to force Ayers to accompany him to watch a concert rehearsal at Disney Hall and the resulting scene in which a jittery Ayers insists on taking all his worldly belongings with him is funny and well-orchestrated.
NETFLIX OR MULTIPLEX?
Challenging adult dramas like this are becoming an endangered species in 2009 so it would be wise to hurry if you want to watch The Soloist play in theaters.
Masao (Yusuke Sekiguchi) spends his summer vacation running away from
home and searching for the mother he never knew. A nosy neighbor sends
her no-good husband Kikujiro (Beat Takeshi) to look after the boy but
instead causes more trouble as the two hitchhike gamble and swindle
their way across Japan. Along the way the pair encounter a bizarre
collection of characters transforming the film into a sort of kooky
Asian "Wizard of Oz.
The players rise to the challenge of a script sparse in dialogue
effectively conveying character through expression and making the film
less dependent on its subtitles. Young Sekiguchi is especially
captivating employing few words and a face cuter and rounder than
Pikachu. Sekiguchi’s performance equals the fine young thespians in
foreign faves "Ponette" and "Ma Vie en Rose." Takeshi is alternately
sleazy and funny as the bumbling custodian neglecting and exploiting
his charge while sincerely caring. Mercifully he never succumbs to the
curmudgeon-with-a-heart-of-gold cliché plaguing too many Hollywood
dramas. Despite decades of age difference the duo gel onscreen for this
effective and unusual buddy movie
Writer/director/editor Takeshi Kitano unfurls his story slowly possibly
turning off blockbuster-bred American audiences. (If it’s mainstream
you’re looking for it’s unlikely you’d be cooling your heels for two
hours in front of a Japanese-language film.) Kitano rewards the patient
with believable characters comical moments and a rarely seen look at
modern Japan free of high-tech terror flashy city lights and
generational family conflicts
The plot is completely superfluous to what’s really going on--death and destruction behind the wheel of a car--but nevertheless there has to be some semblance of a story or it couldn’t be a feature film starring Jason Statham. In this case it’s a remake of a cheesy 1975 Roger Corman flick set in a near future where the world has (again) gone to hell in a hand basket. Statham plays Jensen Ames a former race car driver who is framed for the murder of his wife and sent to the dreaded Terminal Island penitentiary so he can compete in the hugely popular Death Race. Inmates try to win by killing off their competitors with their cars last man standing kind of thing. Of course Jensen doesn’t want to have anything to do with such a spectacle and only wants revenge for his wife’s death--but the mean lady warden Weyland (Joan Allen) who makes a butt load of cash off these races begs to differ forcing Jensen into it…and well you can guess the rest. Again there isn’t anything too exciting to report here. Statham plays the same guy he has played in just about all his films--brooding sexy British can drive fast--which works out just fine in Death Race. The guy knows what works best for him and god bless him he never veers from it. There’s also some nice supporting turns by Deadwood’s Ian McShane as Coach Jensen’s main mechanic; Tyrese Gibson as Machine Gun Joe Jensen’s main competition; and Natalie Martinez as the hottie who gets to ride in the car with Jensen (don’t ask). But about the only actor in Death Race who truly looks like she’s relishing the fact she gets to chew up the scenery is Allen. One wonders in what universe she was persuaded to take this part (butt loads of cash perhaps?) but we are glad she took it. Director Paul W.S. Anderson really isn’t known for Oscar contenders but the guy understands over-the-top gratuitous violence better than most having helmed such classics (I’m kidding) as Resident Evil and Alien vs. Predator. The first Death Race 2000 was a lot campier than this redo however. Death Race takes itself a wee bit more seriously than it should and could have benefitted from some of the original’s energy. Nonetheless it is exactly what you’d expect from a R-rated smash-‘em-up: cars and people being ripped apart in all kinds of ways. Good times. If you’re an adrenaline junkie Death Race will most certainly appeal to you.
Mike (Chiwetel Ejiofor) is a true purist a master Jiu-jitsu teacher who along with his wife Sondra (Sonia Braga) operates a rundown academy. At great cost to himself Mike is not a sellout but his refusal to train his students for the more commercial aspects of the mixed martial arts game leads him into trouble after a freak accident: A wacked-out lawyer (Emily Mortimer) accidentally shoots a cop’s gun at the window sending his life and business into a tailspin. When he coincidentally meets and bails out movie star Chet Frank (Tim Allen) the grateful guy offers him a big job and some expensive bling an act that actually sends him further into debt and into the unwelcoming arms of some very shady dudes including a loan shark (David Paymer) and a fight promoter (sleight of hand artist Ricky Jay). This leads to something he once thought untenable--an invitation to return to the ring for a quick $50 grand and financial salvation. You can never go wrong with Chiwetel Ejiofor (Talk to Me) one of the leading young actors of his generation who obviously jumped at the opportunity to do Mamet on film. His commanding presence as this stoic but conflicted character makes Mike’s increasingly desperate situation human. Ejiofor is totally convincing as a master of Jiu-jitsu a sport with legions of fans who could easily spot a phony but won’t be able to tell the actor apart from the real thing. It’s also nice to see Sonia Braga back on screen with a role that has meat on its bones. Reliable pros like Emily Mortimer as the hyper lawyer Paymer and Mamet regular Joe Mantegna--who turns up working for Chet--all add color to the proceedings as does Mamet’s real-life wife Rebecca Pidgeon playing Chet’s wife. Oddest casting would seem to be Tim Allen but he blends right in as a film star who has been around the block a few times. The most accomplished David Mamet screenplays such as The Untouchables The Verdict Glengarry Glen Ross and Wag The Dog have been handled by other directors. But Mamet’s own coolly detached directorial talents have been used to good effect on fine efforts like 1987’s splendid House of Games (his debut) and 10 years later on the fascinating The Spanish Prisoner. Others like Spartan Oleanna and Heist had problems. So does Redbelt. Here again tackling his own script he’s certainly right at home in the Jiu-jitsu world and hard-core fans will probably be enthralled but the detail and clear devotion he has for the sport may actually have the effect of distancing the rest of audience from his film. He’s a little TOO into this stuff. It ain’t Rocky or all 900 of its imitators and its not meant to be but the rooting factor just isn’t there despite Ejiofor’s fine work. You watch at arm’s length. Certainly aspects of his gritty story probably reflect Mamet’s uncompromising personality his own view of the world. That’s admirable but it’s not enough to make this well-acted movie anything more than a nice try.
Girls Gone Wild creator Joe Francis has avoided another lengthy jail sentence in Florida after reaching a plea deal over allegations he videotaped two minors engaging in sexual activity.
The adult filmmaker was given the lucky break on Wednesday after appearing at a Panama City court to face the charges, which date back to the 2003 Girls Gone Wild filming of two underage girls on spring break vacation in the state.
Francis' defense team claims the minors lied about their age to an independent cameraman, and that their sex performance footage was never used.
According to TMZ.com, Francis pleaded no contest to the charges in exchange for being sentenced to time already served.
He will now be placed on six months' "non-reporting" probation and has been banned from filming in the Bay County area for three years.
The prosecution deal will also see the return of Francis' new Ferrari and $60,000 that was confiscated by local authorities in 2007.
Speaking after the hearing, he said, "I am happy to be done with Bay County."
Francis flew into Florida on Tuesday from Reno, Nevada, where he has spent the last 12 months behind bars on federal tax evasion charges.
But his legal troubles are far from over--Francis must return to Reno to stand trial in August, when he faces a maximum fine of $500,000 and a 10-year prison sentence if convicted.
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The Boston Rebels’ quarterback Joe Kingman (Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson) is known as one of the toughest most skilled NFL players to ever take the field; he's also probably the most self-absorbed. But his seemingly perfect bachelor life is suddenly thrown for a loop when he discovers Peyton (Madison Pettis) the 8-year-old daughter he never knew existed on his doorstep. Oops. Now instead of supermodels and late night parties Joe has to deal with baby dolls and bedtime stories--and it isn’t easy. But as the championship grows nearer Joe is about to realize what really matters has nothing to do with money endorsements or even touchdowns--it’s all about being selfless and winning the heart of the one little fan who turns out to count the most. Collectively now: “Awww!“ The Rock is Disney’s poster boy these days which must suit him just fine. He knows his limitations and playing a formidable football player whose heart is softened by a little girl’s love is just his cup of tea. And as the precocious Peyton Pettis (Disney Channel’s Cory in the House) hits all the right beats—feisty cute handy with the frilly arts and crafts and ballet tutus. There’s also Roselyn Sanchez as a ballet-school owner and Joe’s potential love interest/sparring partner especially since she doesn’t even know who he is when they first met. The only one in The Game Plan who is sorely out of place is Kyra Sedgwick (TV’s The Closer) as Joe’s hard-edged mega-agent a no-nonsense woman who only wants to milk whatever she can out of Joe’s fame. The talented actress is obviously too good for the material but to compensate she actually overdoes it. Might be better just to stick with the TV gig. Director Andy Fickman (She's the Man) follows a pretty standard playbook in guiding his Game Plan. There’s no fancy footwork in this movie—just basically get the ball pass the ball and gain the yards. It’s straight clean wholesomeness. In fact Game Plan is reminiscent of the old-school Disney live-action flicks of the ‘60s and ‘70s such as The Parent Trap. Coincidentally Fickman is also set to direct Witch Mountain the update of Disney’s 1975 Escape to Witch Mountain which will also star The Rock. Game Plan isn’t anything more than a pleasant way to spend an hour and half with your kids at the movie theater especially if it’s a father-daughter outing.