Bride-to-be Cheryl Hines has turned to her future stepdaughter, actress Kathleen 'Kick' Kennedy, for help as she makes last-minute wedding preparations before exchanging vows with Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. next month (02-03Aug14). The Curb Your Enthusiasm star, who became engaged to the attorney in April (14), will become a member of America's famous Kennedy clan on 2 August (14), when they tie the knot at the family's estate in Hyannis Port, Massachusetts.
However, the groom's daughter reveals the couple has yet to make a few decisions about the big day - including what dress Hines will wear - so she is doing what she can to help.
She tells the New York Daily News the wedding will be a "secret affair, very private", but adds, "I'm trying to help the best I can. It's a fun wedding with two very fun people who aren't necessarily always very organised. So I try to be there to pull everything together when I can."
And Kennedy insists she cannot wait to officially welcome Hines into her family: "I always loved Curb. It's great (that they're marrying). I love Cheryl, and I'm excited for our new family."
"I come from a big family, and the Kennedys are a big family. It feels natural. When I met them, they were all very genuine and gracious. I was surprised. I didn't know what to expect or who they are. They're the most generous people I've ever met." Actress Cheryl Hines gushes over her future in-laws. She will become a member of America's most famous family when she weds fiance Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. this summer (14). The couple became engaged in April (14).
Actor and activist Christopher Kennedy Lawford has married his yoga teacher fiance in Hawaii. The Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines star, son of Rat Pack member Peter Lawford and assassinated U.S. President John F. Kennedy's sister Patricia, wed Mercedes Miller, 34, during a ceremony in Maui on Sunday (25May14).
The union is Kennedy Lawford's second - he divorced first wife Jeannie Olsson, the mother of his three children, in 2000, after 16 years of marriage.
The 59 year old isn't the only member of the famous Kennedy clan getting married this year (14) - his cousin, Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. is engaged to wed actress Cheryl Hines. The couple is reportedly planning to exchange vows this summer (14) during the Kennedy family's annual reunion in Hyannis Port, Massachusetts.
Taylor Swift seems to be in a dating rut. The country-pop superstar has largely been hanging out with pals like Lorde and Karlie Kloss over the last year, leaving the relationship drama to friends (or former friends) like Ed Sheeran and Selena Gomez. There have been rumors that she was dating Zach Braff or Divergent's Theo James, but both turned out to be false. While it's probably good that Swift is spending some time without a male companion and getting to know herself better — she's still young after all — we're jonesing for the days when her dating habits were fodder for tabloids and the basis for her songs. Since we don't have anything new to talk about, we've decided to look backwards. Swift has had plenty of boyfriends over the years, but who's your favorite?
When the Jonas Brothers were first a thing and Swift was bursting onto the scene, there was a tour bus romance. While he has taken a couple of veiled shots at Swift for her habit of taking out her relationship pains out in her songs, instead of throwing her under the bus the way that he did with Miley Cyrus and Demi Lovato, he's largely been complimentary of his ex.
The duo had a brief fling while filming Valentine's Day, where they played a cute jock-cheerleader couple. The face of Twilight's Team Jacob is now dating The 100 star Marie Avgeropoulos, but for a brief time the Taylor-Taylor combo was adorable.
It was the coupling that was so crazy that it made sense. Mayer is 12 years older and came in with his own set of dating issues… he's the (far) less innocent male version of Swift. As with all of either singer's past relationships, the pairing was fairly brief but they both at least came away with great fodder for new lyrics.
The grandson of Robert F. Kennedy enjoyed some summer loving from Swift when he was 18 and she was 23. Like all great summer flings, it ended with the start of the school year.
Swift's other dalliance with an older man — Gyllenhaal is nine years her senior — led to exceedingly sweet paparazzi photos of the two enjoying morning walks around New York. They were together enough that she reportedly scored an introduction to Jake's epically cool sister Maggie Gyllenhaal. That alone would make the whole thing worth it to us.
Then there was Swift's other younger gentleman, the One Direction cutie. The two dated for a few months into the early part of 2013, until they broke up after a fight while taking a Caribbean holiday. While they've reportedly been polite to each other while making the party rounds, it seems that Styles might irritate Swift more than the other exes. Some were shocked when Swift appeared to mouth "Shut the f**k up" in reference to Styles talking to reporters at the 2013 MTV VMAs.
All of Swift's ex-boyfriends have a certain amount of appeal — otherwise she probably wouldn’t have dated them — but the two that stand out above the rest are the "bad boy" John Mayer and the "boy toy" Harry Styles. Vote below to tell us which ex, Mayer or Styles, you think Swift will most regret never, ever getting back together with.
Robert F. Kennedy's daughter Kerry Kennedy has been found not guilty of driving while impaired. The 54-year-old activist/writer was arrested in 2012 after she drove her car into a tractor-trailer and tests later revealed a small amount of a sleeping medication in her blood.
Kennedy, who maintained she took the pill by mistake, was found not guilty by a jury at Westchester County Courthouse in New York on Friday (28Feb14).
After the case's conclusion, she said, "To tell you the truth, anger is the last feeling I have right now. I'm full of gratitude."
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Seventeen years ago, Harrison Ford grumbled four simple words that defined a genre, a demographic, and a country: "Get off my plane." In a pre-9/11 world, there was no shortage of jingoistic glee in a movie like Air Force One, in which a man's man American president doled out justice to a militia of Russian loyalist terrorists who made the silly mistake of attempting to hijack his flight home from Moscow. In 2014, we don't have the luxury of facing a plotline like this with reckless merriment. There's a damp gravity to the premise behind movies like Non-Stop, which in another time would have been nothing more than Taken on a Plane. But rigidly conscious of the connotations that attach to a story about a hijacking of a civilian international flight into John F. Kennedy Airport in New York City, Non-Stop doesn't play too fast and loose. It still plays, and has some good fun doing so, but carefully.
From the getgo, we're anchored into the grim narrative of Liam Neeson's U.S. Air Marshall Bill Marks, who settles his demons with a healthy spoonful of whiskey. A dutiful officer even when liquored up, Marks eyeballs every nameless face in London's Heathrow Airport, silently introducing the bevvy of characters who'll come into play later on. After takeoff, Marks finds himself on the unwitting prowl for the anonymous party who's attempting to take down the red-eye through a series of manipulative text messages, well-timed threats, and clandestine killings. Chatty passenger Julianne Moore and flight attendant Michelle Dockery join Marks in his efforts to identify the mysterious criminal before the entire aircraft falls to his or her whims. So less Taken, more Murder, She Wrote.
Our roundup of suspects challenges our (and their) preconceived notions, and quite laughably — most vocal among Neeson's fellow passengers are a white beta-male school teacher (Scoot McNairy), a black computer engineer with an attitude of entitlement (Nate Parker), a softspoken Middle Eastern surgeon whose headwear gets more than a few focal shots (Omar Metwally), a middle-aged white businessman whose latest account landed him more than your house is worth (Frank Deal), an irate black youngster draped in irreverence (Corey Hawkins), and a white, bald, machismo-howling New York cop who secretly accepts his gay brother (Corey Stoll). Just a few talking heads short of Do the Right Thing, Non-Stop manages to goof on each man's (notice that they're all men — Moore, Dockery, and a barely-in-the-movie Lupita Nyong’o are kept shy of the action for most of the film) distaste for and distrust of one another as they each try to sidle up to, or undermine the harried Marks.
Non-Stop plays an interesting game with its characters and its audience, simultaneously painting the ignorance of its characters with a thick coat of comedy while pointing its finger straight out at us with accusations that we, too, thought it was whoever we just learned it wasn't, and for all the wrong reasons. "Shame on you!" Non-Stop chides, adding, "But let's keep going, this is fun!"
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It is fun — that's the miraculous thing. Without any "Get off my plane"s or "Yippee ki yay"s, Non-Stop keeps its action genre silliness in check (okay, there is a moment involving an airborne gun that'll institute some serious laugh-cheers), investing all of its good time in the game of claustrophobic Clue that we can't help but enjoy. It sacrifices some of its charm in a heavy-handed third act, tipping to one side of what was a pretty impressive balancing act up until that point. But its falter is not one that drags down the movie entirely. Fun and excitement are restored, sincerity is maintained, and even a few moments of sensitivity creep their way through. We might not live in a world of President Harrison Fords any longer, but Air Marshall Liam Neesons could actually be a step up.
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Conor Kennedy was hospitalised in Aspen, Colorado over the Christmas holidays (13) after suffering a severe allergic reaction, according to a U.S. report. Kennedy, the 19-year-old son of Robert F. Kennedy Jr., was rushed to hospital on 26 December (13) following a nasty reaction to nuts, and was later discharged after receiving treatment.
A source tells New York Post gossip column Page Six, "Conor went into anaphylactic shock on December 26... Luckily he... was quickly back on the slopes."
Kennedy, who recently dated pop star Taylor Swift, was enjoying a ski vacation with his family at the time of the incident.
Robert F. Kennedy, Jr.'s actress daughter, Kick Kennedy, is set to make her New York stage debut in Antigone. She will play the title role in Sophocles' play about Oedipus and Jocasta's daughter, who is willing to die to defend her family's honour.
Much like the somber melodies that float throughout its 105-minute runtime, Inside Llewyn Davis will remain lodged in your head weeks after you and the film first meet. With Oscar Isaac's "Fare thee we-e-ell..." ringing daintily in your ears, you'll shuffle out from the grasp of the Coen Brothers' wonderland of gray, but you won't soon be able to relieve yourself of what is arguable the pair's best film yet. Llewyn's is a story so outstandingly simple — he's a man who's s**t out of luck, and not especially deserving of any. He wakes up, loses his friend's cat, plays some music, and wishes things were better. And yet his is the Coens' most invigorating and deftly human tale yet.
Llewyn Davis makes the bold, but practical, choice of never insisting that we love its hero. He's effectively a jackass, justifying all the waste he has incurred with the rudeness he showers on the majority of those in his acquaintance. But Llewyn Davis isn't the villain here, either. The villain is the industry, and all the uphill battles inherent to its machinations. The villain isn't Llewyn's substantially more successful contacts — an old pal Jim (Justin Timberlake) and new fellow couch-surfer Troy (Stark Sands), but the listening public that prefers their saccharine pop to his dreary drips of misery. The villain isn't Llewyn's resentful old flame Jean (Carey Mulligan), no matter how many volatile admonitions she might shoot his way, but the act of God surrounding their unwitting adherence to one another. And it's not even the cantankerous and foul Roland Turner (a delightfully hammy John Goodman), but the endless, frigid open road of which each man is a prisoner (if the film has one flaw, it's that this segment carries on just a bit too long, but that might very well be the point). The villain is the cold.
Call it all a raw deal. But the real dynamism isn't in the challenges that happen outside Llewyn Davis, but in the determined toxicity brewing inside as he meets each and every one.
But this isn't the Coen Brothers' Murphy's Law comedy A Serious Man — we don't watch a chaotic pileup of every imaginable trick that the devil can manage to pull. Llewyn is steady throughout, not burying Llewyn deeper but keeping him on the ground, with the fruit-bearing branches forever out of his reach. In its narrative, Llewyn Davis is as close to natural life as any of the filmmakers' works to date. Perfectly exhibited in a late scene involving a trip to Akron, Llewyn isn't a cinematic construct, but the sort of person we know, so painfully, that we are very likely to be... on our bad days.
Still, working in such a terrific harmony with the grounded feel of Llewyn himself, we have that Coen whimsy in their delivery of 1960s New York City — rather, a magic kingdom painted in the stellar form of a 1960s New York City. And not the New York City we're given by the likes of Martin Scorsese or Woody Allen. Closer, maybe, to Spike Lee or Sydney Lumet, but still a terrain unique to moviegoers. A New York that's always recovering from a hostile rain, and always promising another 'round the bend. One that flickers like a dying bulb, with its million odd beleaguered moths buzzing around it against the pull of logic. There is something so incredibly alive about the Coens' crying city; this hazy dream world's partnership with half-dead, anchored-to-earth portrait like Llewyn is the product of such sophisticated imagination at play.
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And to cap this review of one of the best features 2013 has given us, it's only appropriate to return to the element in which its identity is really cemented: the music. Without the tunes bobbing through the story, we'd still likely find something terrific in Llewyn Davis. But the music, as beautiful as it is, is the reason for the story. As we watch Isaac's hopeless sad sack drag himself through Manhattan's winter, past the helping hands of friends and into the grimaces of strangers, as we struggle with our own handfuls of nihilistic skepticism that any of this yarn is worth the agony (or that our attention to its meandering nature is worth the price of a ticket), we are given the rare treat of an answer. Of course it's all for something. Of course it's all about something. It's about that beautiful, beautiful music.
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So long, AMC and hello, Broadway. Bryan Cranston of Breaking Bad fame is taking his role as our 36th president in All the Way from Cambridge, Mass. to New York City, according to The New York Times. (We know you were all hoping it would be a musical.)
Receiving positive reviews for his performance as Lyndon B. Johnson, Cranston is expected to drive up ticket sales for the play written by Pulitzer Prize winner Robert Schenkkan (The Kentucky Cycle) when it hits Broadway late this year or early 2014. Assuming Cranston is vying for a Tony nomination for next year, he will be facing off against actors like Zachary Quinto in The Glass Menagerie, Denzel Washington in A Raisin in the Sun, Daniel Craig in Betrayal, Ian Mckellen and Patrick Stewart in No Man's Land and Waiting for Godot, and Ethan Hawke in Macbeth.
The three-hour historical drama chronicles LBJ's first year as president following the assassination of John F. Kennedy in 1963 and his election win the following year. All the Way is currently nearing the completion of its sold-out run at the American Repertory Theatre in Cambridge.
So far, Cranston is the only actor confirmed to appear in the Broadway play.
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