If you’ve read 50 Shades of Grey chances are you already know where you’re going to be on Valentine’s Day: Planted in a movie theater seat with a bucket of popcorn and a bestie on either side of you, ready to watch Christian Grey and Anastasia Steele steam up the big screen. You know the book isn’t winning any Pulitzers, but there’s no shame in being super excited for the movie adaptation - especially since they cast a total hottie as everyone’s favorite sadomasochist. Here are some reasons why we’re psyched about Jamie Dornan.
1. He’s exactly what we pictured Christian Grey to look like - and he looks good in a suit.
2. He also looks good, um, out of a suit.
3. He used to be a Calvin Klein model. Google those pics immediately. We’ll wait.
4. He played a creepy serial killer in The Fall.
The Fall is a fantastic BBC series now streaming on Netflix and he played his character so well, we didn’t hate him for it. That’s not easy to do. Just ask Dexter Morgan.
5. He’s Irish. So, even though he’s playing an American as Christian Grey, you know the accent is there. And that’s automatically sexy.
6. He appeared on everyone’s favorite fairytale series, Once Upon a Time, and shockingly wasn’t playing Prince Charming. But he was still just as dreamy.
7. From the looks of the 50 Shades teaser trailer, he appears to be a very good kisser.
8. He was in Marie Antoinette with Kirsten Dunst and wore a three-corner hat like a boss.
9. He’s set to appear in a movie with Breaking Bad’s Aaron Paul called The 9th Life of Louis Drax. Might as well just take our money now!
10. He may have smoldering good looks, but he’s a family man at heart.
Dornan is married to English singer-songwriter Amelia Warner and they have a baby girl together. Aww.
11. This face.
Still not convinced he’ll make a good Christian Grey? Sorry, we can’t be friends.
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Actress-turned-U.S. TV personality Rosie O'Donnell debuted her slimmed down new look on her new show The View on Monday (15Sep14), revealing she has lost over 50 pounds (22.6 kilograms) since undergoing vertical gastric sleeve surgery last year (Jul13).
The A League of Their Own star, who once tipped the scales at 237 pounds (107.5 kilograms), started a new health kick after suffering a heart attack in 2012. And, as she joined Whoopi Goldberg, Nicole Wallace and Rosie Perez for the new season of the long-running U.S. talk show on Monday, O'Donnell revealed she's still coming to terms with her weightloss.
She said, "I'm not used to it yet. I still buy the wrong-sized clothes... A lot of people who have never had weight issues their whole life would assume that losing weight and going from morbidly obese to being able to buy clothes off the rack would be only full of happiness and positivity, but that's not true. It's also full of anxiety and vulnerability. I'm glad it's going at the rate it is because any faster than this would throw me into a panic."
And the actress revealed she has come to realise why she always felt safe and secure overweight, adding, "Some (people) gain weight as a layer of protection - to keep people away from them. I never wanted someone to want to approach me in a sexual manner because of my physical body and because of child abuse issues. So I think they are all interwoven and they don't exist separately so they come up, and I'm having to put out fires and talk to my therapist and get through it and find a different way to cope with my anxiety and my feelings of PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder) rather than eating over them."
O'Donnell wasn't the only woman on the new The View line-up who has shed the pounds - returning co-host Goldberg also showed off a slimmer figure, revealing, "I've lost about 35 pounds. I'm using (chef) Rocco DiSpirito's diet book The Pound A Day Diet. And I feel good."
Actress Kaley Cuoco has laughed off her reported involvement in the nude pictures leak by posting a doctored photograph of herself frolicking in a bikini on a beach in Mexico.
The Big Bang Theory star is believed to be among the celebrities who have been targeted by a hacker who published explicit personal pictures of actresses including Jennifer Lawrence and Kirsten Dunst. The hacker behind the leak is believed to have included Cuoco's name on a list of stars whose pictures have yet to be released, but the blonde beauty has laughed off the threat by sharing a humorous snap of herself in a bikini on her Instagram.com page.
In the photograph, Cuoco is shown frolicking on a beach with her tennis player husband Ryan Sweeting, but her breasts and his groin area have been pixellated out of the shot. She adds in a caption, "What a fun day that was, frolicking with my hubs on the beaches of Mexico! Feels like we forgot something?"
Agents at America's Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI) have been called in to probe the leak.
"I have a girlfriend who lives in London and we sit in bed all day, watching movies and ordering food in. Not everyone can do that. Some people are like, 'I have to get outside, I have to do something.' And I'm like, 'I'm actually fine not doing anything.' I lost that part of myself." Actress Kirsten Dunst has traded in her old ways of partying for lazy nights indoors.
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Movie fans don’t always agree with the critics, it’s just a fact of life. However, Rotten Tomatoes has become the place to find out both the audience and critic ratings of any film so viewers can compare and make an informed decision. While critics and fans agree on a lot of films, there are many comedies that reviewers panned even though they were loved by the audience. We’ve put together a list of the 10 most surprisingly rotten comedies because, at least on these occasions, the critics are totally wrong!
Wet Hot American SummerCritics Score: 31%Audience Score: 82%The cult hit that is Wet Hot American Summer remains popular among fans to this day, possibly because its cast included some major comedians like Amy Poehler, Paul Rudd, Michael Ian Black, and Bradley Cooper.
Ace Ventura: Pet DetectiveCritics Score: 45%Audience Score: 57%Though Jim Carrey’s wacky humor isn’t appreciated by everyone, to some, Ace Ventura is one of the funniest movies they’ve ever seen. If nothing else, it’s certainly unique.
Tommy BoyCritics Score: 44%Audience Score: 91%The comedy starring two Saturday Night Live favorites, Chris Farley and David Spade, is a classic! It’s surprising that Tommy Boy received such a low score, and if you narrow the Rotten Tomatoes score from all critics to just the top critics, the score goes down to 18%.
Billy MadisonCritics Score: 46%Audience Score: 80%It may be debatable which of Adam Sandler’s films is his best, but many fans are sure to name Billy Madison. Even if it’s not the best Sandler comedy, it’s easily top five.
Super TroopersCritics Score: 35%Audience Score: 90%Perhaps its silly humor didn’t appeal to the critics, but it did make Super Troopers a hit among movie viewers.
Bring It OnCritics Score: 64%Audience Score: 66%Rotten Tomatoes failed us all around on this one. Bring it On is one of the funniest movies of the past two decades. “We’re awesome, we’re hot, we’re everything you’re not.” You tell ‘em, girls.
Hot RodCritics Score: 40%Audience Score: 64%As Andy Samberg’s first lead role, Hot Rod was the movie that launched his career — with the help of Saturday Night Live, of course. Cool beans!
National Lampoon’s Van WilderCritics Score: 18%Audience Score: 74%Sure, Van Wilder may be a gross-out comedy, but it also launched Ryan Reynolds’ career. And if you can sit through it without laughing, you are a stronger person than I.
The Hot ChickCritics Score: 21%Audience Score: 60%Rob Schneider adopting the airs and mannerisms of a teenaged girl, plus Rachel McAdams portraying a gross small-time crook? C’mon, it’s one of the best body-switching comedies out there.
Grandma’s BoyCritics Score: 18%Audience Score: 86%Another silly-and-gross comedy that critics weren’t amused by is Grandma’s Boy. However, its raunchy humor was such a hit among fans that the movie’s ratings have the biggest disparity of all the comedies on this list.
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By the time Thursdays roll around, you're probably exhausted from a long week and looking for something familiar and comforting to help you forget about everything that's stressing you out. If the Internet is any indication, the best cure for this kind of fatigue is nostalgia, and the warmer and fuzzier it makes you feel, the better. This week's Netflix Hand-Picked Flix recommendation for Throwback Thursday is Get Over It.
After Berke (Ben Foster) gets dumped by his girlfriend Allison (Melissa Sagemiller) for the obnoxiously charming Striker (played with a horrific “British” accent by Shane West), he decides to join the school play in order to win her back... even though he knows nothing about singing, acting or Shakespeare. Luckily, he’s got his best friends Felix and Dennis (Colin Hanks and Sisqo, respectively) and Felix’s little sister Kelly (Kirsten Dunst) to help bail him out of any uncomfortable situations. Get Over It is the quintessential early 2000s teen movie: it’s got annoyingly catchy musical numbers, actors you love in some of their first roles, actors you haven’t thought about in years, a vague basis in classic literature and a cameo by Coolio.
If Dunst and Foster’s onscreen chemistry isn’t enough to keep you entertained, the film also features a scenery-chewing Martin Short, who provides some of the funniest moments as Dr. Desmond Forest Oates, the play’s director and – in his mind, at least – an unappreciated musical genius. It’s unapologetically cheesy, incredibly silly, and at times downright dumb, but Get Over It will win you over with its ridiculousness and its surprising amount of heart. It’s the perfect treat after a long, stressful day, and you’ll be singing Dr. Oates’ wonderfully terrible score for weeks to come (or even years; that musical’s opening number is really catchy). Plus, it has Sisqo in it, and nothing says Throwback Thursday quite like Sisqo in a teen rom-com.
Get Over It is available to stream instantly on Netflix, and check back tomorrow for our Freaky Friday recommendation.
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Three sleepless nights and a coffee-fueled morning after Labor Day, and I'm still waiting for the kicker. The reversal, the twist, the big reveal that Jason Reitman — a talented filmmaker and prodigious wordsmith who managed such sophisticated character material in each of his previous movies — wasn't actually telling the story I understood it to be. That I missed something altogether, some nectar of honesty buried beneath layers of theatrical pie crust. Owing to the respect I have for Reitman, his starring players Kate Winslet and Josh Brolin, and a few fellow film critics who saw beauty in Labor Day, I'll keep on entertaining the idea that I overlooked the picture's authenticity. But for now, I've got to give benefit of the doubt to my senses — hey, we all have deadlines — and concude: this movie is full of s**t.
This is no victimless crime, as Labor Day sets us up in the household of depression- and anxiety-ridden Adele (Winslet) and her 12-year-old son Henry (Gattlin Griffith), promising a tale we never get to hear. The film jumps right into the former's struggles with stinging mental illness and what appears to be a blossoming Oedipus complex in the latter — in The Wonder Years-style narration delivered by a flu-ridden Tobey Maguire, Henry proudly affirms that his mother is his whole life: he gives her back rubs, runs her baths, takes her on dates, and asserts himself her ad hoc husband to eradicate the loneliness that cripples her so (Clark Gregg plays Henry's absent father, a "Buck up, sport" type dad who lives across town with his "better" family). On one of their monthly outings to the Piggly Wiggly, or whatever — the film takes place in a 1987 that you'd swear was actually 1959 — Adele and Henry happen upon Frank (Brolin), a blood-soaked menace on the lam who makes tacit threats at Henry's safety to convince the rattled mother to allow him room and board until he can make a spring for the border.
And then, of course, they fall in love. Once Frank is settled into Adele's spacey Massachusetts two-story, he reveals himself the perfect man who fixes leaks, tends gardens, bakes pies, and whisks the shaken woman out of her decaying shell. It's clear why she takes to him — Frank is a heaven-sent gender reversal of the Natalie Portmans and Kirsten Dunsts and Zooey Deschanels who have fallen from the sky to turn things around for their broken beaus with spontaneity and singing and hamster funerals and cupcakes. In Frank's case, pies. I really can't overemphasize the position of the pies in this movie. They're everywhere.
Past the point of keeping Frank hidden from those pesky neighbors, it doesn't really serve as much concern to Adele — or, far less forgivably, to the movie itself — that he's an escaped con who threatened her son's life in order to earn a place to hide from the cops. Labor Day is not interested in redemption or excuse for Frank; it goes so far as to insist that we're wrong for distrusting him in the first place. But no. This guy, for all his redeeming qualities, is a problem.
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Labor Day is even less interested in honing the authenticity of its other adult lead, Adele, who earns Frank's attention for no discernible reason other than that she seemed vulnerable enough to con into taking him back to her place. After that? Guilt, maybe. A knight-in-shining-armor syndrome that keeps him attracted to such an open wound. Just as Frank lives up to the one-dimensional angelicism of the aforementioned heroines of modern cinema, Adele is the counterpart to their boyfriends. Vacant and passive, just waiting to be saved by people who have nothing going on inside of them other than the drive to play savior. On top of that, she's got a pretty volatile emotional illness in full swing. But it's nothing love can't cure, right?
With so much wrong to cover in regards to the movie's central love story, I haven't even gotten to Henry yet: the good-natured, sexually curious middle schooler through whom the story is told. Although Henry at least has a real relationship with Frank, who stands in as dad and teaches him to play baseball, fix a car, and — of course — bake pies, every one of the boy's interesting conceits that is teased by the movie gets tossed out in favor of... well, that's the million dollar question. We're introduced to Henry through what appears to be a complex relationship with his mother, whom he views in part as a wife — without payoff, or even exploration, this is just some odd and incomplete stuff with which to open a movie. His distrust of Frank is entertained, but discarded almost immediately thereafter. Just about everything that might serve as character work for Henry is dealt with in the film's 3-minute epilogue. Spoilers: there are pies involved.
If it weren't for the severity of the characters' flimsiness, you might not risk an occuluar injury from all the eye rolls provoked by the ridiculous plot maneuvers this movie cranks out. We're talking doors left ajar, oblivious bank tellers, and the idea that James Van Der Beek can be accepted as a police officer materializing at the summit of the film's dramatic climax. All this, not to mention some atrociously goofy dialogue, feels like it was rescued from Nicholas Sparks' waste basket — only in glimmers of Jason Reitman's usual shtick through a loquacious tertiary character (Brighid Fleming playing "Psuedo Juno") who institutes far more narrative turns than she really should are you reminded of whose movie you expected to be watching.
And these slight reminders might be why Labor Day is such an aggressive failure: it had potential. At the onset of the film, we thought we were diving into something juicy. When things get more ridiculous than you can accept, you convince yourself that it's all going to pay off with an honest, deconstructive revelation. But three days later, I'm still looking for what I missed. The disclosure of the true activity behind the false, theatrical curtain. But there doesn't seem to be anything there: just flat characters, an ill-conceived romance, dead-end arcs, and so many motherf**king pies.
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Longtime U.S. daytime soap star Kirsten Storms is a new mum. The General Hospital actress and her husband and co-star Brandon Barash welcomed their first child on Tuesday (07Jan14), a daughter called Harper Rose Barash.
Barash took to Twitter.com to share the good news and wrote, "Our passenger has touched down and arrived. Welcome to our world. There has not been a more fulfilling day," while Storms posted a photo of her proud husband holding their daughter.
Storms and Barash secretly wed last June (13) and announced her pregnancy later in the year.
FOXSeth Cohen (Adam Brody) defined "geek chic" during The O.C.'s four-season run, without a doubt. But where would he have been without Ryan Atwood (Ben McKenzie), his brother-from-another-mother? While Seth hardly stops talking long enough to breathe, Ryan is insular and brooding. He's fond of punching people. He wears a hoodie like it's his job. But he's also fiercely protective of his foster family and even known to occasionally crack a joke. (Usually at Seth's expense.) He's Jordan Catalano, just less disaffected. Help us appreciate Chino's finest export, won't you?
He loves the Cohens. Hard.
Ryan was a victim of his circumstances, pulled into delinquency by his older brother. Though Kirsten is initially reluctant to accept the stray her do-gooder husband brings home, she caves. Because you just can't look at baby Ryan Atwood and not want to protect him. Look at that stifled joy on his face. He's so happy to be a part of this family that it actually hurts.
"You totally had my back."
Seth/Ryan is one of the finest bromances to ever be on television, and it all started right here. From day one, Ryan stands beside Seth, no questions asked.
The most dramatic New Year's Eve since Harry met Sally
Marissa never deserved Ryan. Admit that you silently cheered when she dropped out of our lives (and life in general) in season 3. But at least her budding friendship with Oliver (a serial killer in training if there every was one) inspired this grand, romantic gesture.
Ain't nobody messin' with my clique.
Violence isn't the answer, friends, but it is really freakin' hot. For a while there, we felt some serious (and seriously inappropriate) sexual tension between Ryan and Kirsten. And with him protecting her honor like that, can you really blame her?
Ryan hearts Taylor
Instead of having Ryan grieve for Marissa for the entirety of the show's last season, The O.C. stumbled upon its most perfect couple. (Bring it on, Team Seth/Summer.) Marissa was such a victim. It was a delight and a relief to see Ryan let loose with sexy weirdo Taylor. Related: Ben McKenzie gives a hell of a screen kiss.
Johnny Borrell fell out with his former girlfriend Kirsten Dunst when he rode a motorcycle through the house they shared during a party. The British singer dated the Hollywood actress during his hey day with rock group Razorlight and they ended up living together in London.
However, Borrell admits the relationship was dealt a blow following a particularly rock 'n' roll moment at a wild house party.
When asked about rumours which suggested Dunst dumped him because he rode a Harley Davidson through her house, he tells Britain's Seven magazine, "The worst thing about you saying that is there was no Harley involved - it was a 1969 Triumph T100 Competition. And there's a big difference. It's a sixties British bike I was running around town as transport at the time, in London. We had a house in Islington. But yeah, I did ride it around the house - it was a party... There was a huge window, a crowded party, lots of people, and it was very inviting for a bit of brum (sic) through a sea of people. It's quite a good story - apart from the Harley aspect."