The nephew of model/actor Tyson Beckford has been hit with additional charges of second-degree murder after he was allegedly involved in a drunken joyride, which resulted in a fatal collision with a New York City bus. Prosecutors claim Dominic Whilby had been kicked out of the Dream Downtown Hotel club on 12 February (14) after partying with Beckford and Australian model Shanina Shaik, and allegedly stole a delivery van as he attempted to drive himself home.
He subsequently crashed into a transit bus, killing driver William Pena and injuring four others.
Whilby, who was also hospitalised with minor neck injuries, was arrested and charged with manslaughter, two counts of grand larceny, three counts of criminal assault, criminal mischief and criminal trespass.
He appeared in Manhattan Supreme Court on Wednesday (12Mar14), when Assistant District Attorney Randolph Clarke, Jr. filed upgraded charges of second-degree murder.
Whilby pleaded not guilty to all counts and claims to have no memory of the incident. He is being held without bail.
His attorney, Harvey Slovis, claims Beckford - who has yet to comment publicly about the tragedy - has been keeping in touch with his troubled nephew and has offered to take care of the 22 year old if he is granted bail.
Slovis says, "He (Beckford) has a great interest. I speak to him all the time. He's very remorseful because I guess he didn't see him leave."
If convicted of the charges, Whilby could face life in prison.
Meanwhile, the family of the crash victim has expressed interest in pursuing civil action, according to the New York Daily News.
The Pena family lawyer, Sanford Rubenstein, says, "Right now we're focusing on the criminal accountability."
Live show, it's a 30 Rock Live show, it's 30 Rock Live!
Welcome to the 30 Rock Live Show Redux: The Live Blog. As a longtime Liz Lemon aficionado, I'm sitting with a wheel of night cheese and a glass of wine anxious with anticipation as our crew goes all SNL on this show about making a show like SNL. Meta brain overload.
8:31: Amy Poehler is young Liz and Paul McCartney is allowed to use Jack's secret bathroom? And it's only two minutes. Who are they saving for the closing scene? President Obama?
8:33: Jenna's getting married? Her practiced proposal face looks like she just ate a sea urchin coated in habenero peppers.
8:34: Kristen Schaal, you're the VIP of Live shows so far! I don't think any of these other folks could handle a run that long. Here we come Hollywood, Florida!
8:36: And we're watching a Honeymooners parody because... Kenneth mentioned it for no reason? It seems like Tina and Co. are taking this opportunity to do whatever the hell they want. Still, Kudos to Fey for finding a place to use her old-fashioned-fancy-lady voice.
8:40: Poor Cheyenne Jackson, his cameo of a return is outshined by PaulJenna shimself!
8:41: The Joey Montero Show starring Jack as Joey Montero? These writers are hell-bent on making this an episode of SNL for TV historians in 30 Rock dressing.
8:43: Take that, Roger Sterling! Here's Don Draper in semi black face and an afro making a pass at Sanford and Son. This is mildly disconcerting, but Tracy's urge to kill Hamm's ridiculous character is bringing it around.
8:47: We've seen Jon Hamm, Paul McCartney, Cheyenne Jackson and Amy Poehler, where's Donald Glover as Tracy? We want Glover!
8:50: Here we go, Hamm and Baldwin as old timey journalists. This feels like an old Monty Python episode, but I'm starting to come around.
8:49: Blammo! Of course Kenneth knows Liz's period cycle. He's just that good.
8:52: Finally! Donald Glover's Tracy impression along with his classic Donald scream. Who knew he'd perfected the Tracy Morgan belly slap!
8:53: 10 points to Jack referring to his eyes as those of an ice dragon.
8:54: Oh hello, Fred Armisen in a wig behind Jimmy Fallon as young Jack Donaghy. NBC probably owes a third of its ad revenue to Armisen's affinity for dresses.
8:55: And 15 bags of Sabor de Soledad for Fallon for that fantastic Baldwin/Will Arnett impression.
8:56: What better way to propose to an actress dressed as Prince William in a sketch alongside Tracy dressed as Prince than with Paul dressed as an angel singing "Zou Bisou Zou Bisou"?
8:57: And who better that Kristen Schaal to throw in a random reference to Sinead O'Connor's Pope-photo-ripping incident, which occurred during her performance on SNL approximately a million years ago?
9:00: Well, wasn't that adorable? It was a little flimsy and the laughter takes some getting used to, but it was a fun little journey for those of us who live, eat and breathe Lemonisms.
The first and most important thing you should know about Paramount Pictures’ Thor is that it’s not a laughably corny comic book adaptation. Though you might find it hokey to hear a bunch of muscled heroes talk like British royalty while walking around the American Southwest in LARP garb director Kenneth Branagh has condensed vast Marvel mythology to make an accessible straightforward fantasy epic. Like most films of its ilk I’ve got some issues with its internal logic aesthetic and dialogue but the flaws didn’t keep me from having fun with this extra dimensional adventure.
Taking notes from fellow Avenger Iron Man the story begins with an enthralling event that takes place in a remote desert but quickly jumps back in time to tell the prologue which introduces the audience to the shining kingdom of Asgard and its various champions. Thor (Chris Hemsworth) son of Odin is heir to the throne but is an arrogant overeager and ill-tempered rogue whose aggressive antics threaten a shaky truce between his people and the frost giants of Jotunheim one of the universe’s many realms. Odin (played with aristocratic boldness by Anthony Hopkins) enraged by his son’s blatant disregard of his orders to forgo an assault on their enemies after they attempt to reclaim a powerful artifact banishes the boy to a life among the mortals of Earth leaving Asgard defenseless against the treachery of Loki his mischievous “other son” who’s always felt inferior to Thor. Powerless and confused the disgraced Prince finds unlikely allies in a trio of scientists (Natalie Portman Stellan Skarsgard and Kat Dennings) who help him reclaim his former glory and defend our world from total destruction.
Individually the make-up visual effects CGI production design and art direction are all wondrous to behold but when fused together to create larger-than-life set pieces and action sequences the collaborative result is often unharmonious. I’m not knocking the 3D presentation; unlike 2010’s genre counterpart Clash of the Titans the filmmakers had plenty of time to perfect the third dimension and there are only a few moments that make the decision to convert look like it was a bad one. It’s the unavoidable overload of visual trickery that’s to blame for the frost giants’ icy weaponized constructs and other hybrids of the production looking noticeably artificial. Though there’s some imagery to nitpick the same can’t be said of Thor’s thunderous sound design which is amped with enough wattage to power The Avengers’ headquarters for a century.
Chock full of nods to the comics the screenplay is both a strength and weakness for the film. The story is well sequenced giving the audience enough time between action scenes to grasp the characters motivations and the plot but there are tangential narrative threads that disrupt the focus of the film. Chief amongst them is the frost giants’ fore mentioned relic which is given lots of attention in the first act but has little effect on the outcome. In addition I felt that S.H.I.E.L.D. was nearly irrelevant this time around; other than introducing Jeremy Renner’s Hawkeye the secret security faction just gets in the way of the movie’s momentum.
While most of the comedy crashes and burns there are a few laughs to be found in the film. Most come from star Hemsworth’s charismatic portrayal of the God of Thunder. He plays up the stranger-in-a-strange-land aspect of the story with his cavalier but charming attitude and by breaking all rules of diner etiquette in a particularly funny scene with the scientists whose respective roles as love interest (Portman) friendly father figure (Skarsgaard) and POV character (Dennings) are ripped right out of a screenwriters handbook.
Though he handles the humorous moments without a problem Hemsworth struggles with some of the more dramatic scenes in the movie; the result of over-acting and too much time spent on the Australian soap opera Home and Away. Luckily he’s surrounded by a stellar supporting cast that fills the void. Most impressive is Tom Hiddleston who gives a truly humanistic performance as the jealous Loki. His arc steeped in Shakespearean tragedy (like Thor’s) drums up genuine sympathy that one rarely has for a comic book movie villain.
My grievances with the technical aspects of the production aside Branagh has succeeded in further exploring the Marvel Universe with a film that works both as a standalone superhero flick and as the next chapter in the story of The Avengers. Thor is very much a comic book film and doesn’t hide from the reputation that its predecessors have given the sub-genre or the tropes that define it. Balanced pretty evenly between “serious” and “silly ” its scope is large enough to please fans well versed in the source material but its tone is light enough to make it a mainstream hit.