It was reported earlier today that iconic comedian Sherman Hemsley, famous for starring on the iconic television series The Jeffersons as George Jefferson, passed away at age 74 today. Hemsley was well-known for his comedic talents, which carried the show through its eleven seasons--a staggering achievement. So it is unsurprising that many in the Hollywood community deeply felt this loss, as Hemsley's talents defined many people's TV-watching experience in the 70s, 80s and beyond. Whether moving up to a deluxe apartment or causing problems as B.P. Richfield on The Dinosaurs, Hemsley's hold on the American television experience was deeply felt, and will be deeply missed.
Several of his fellow friends and fans expressed their sadness over the loss, and can be seen below.
George Jefferson, RIP Sherman Hemsley a comedic genius...my thoughts are with his loved ones..— Denise Richards (@DENISE_RICHARDS) July 24, 2012
"George...Jefferson...still lives..." --last words of Sherman Hemsley— Ken Jennings (@KenJennings) July 24, 2012
RIP the great George Jefferson. Thanks so much to comedic pioneer Sherman Hemsley for bringing a black family into my white hometown— Tom Morello (@tmorello) July 24, 2012
RIP SHERMAN HEMSLEY ... You were brilliant at your craft!You taught me pure comedy. Such a pleasure working with a such a great talent.— Tamera Mowry-Housley (@TameraMowryTwo) July 24, 2012
Rest in peace Sherman Hemsley. You are legendary. Your contribution changed the fabric of American culture...— Lenny Kravitz (@LennyKravitz) July 24, 2012
RIP >Sherman Hemsley aka George Jeffersonoriginal #Boss Originator of #Swag. My tv youth hero! RIP!Movin on up— Rev Run (@RevRunWisdom) July 24, 2012
#RIP Sherman Hemsley. He's moving on up to heaven. God Bless and much respect. Thank you for the laughs and the smiles.— Mehcad Brooks (@MehcadBrooks) July 24, 2012
RIP Sherman Hemsley. Mr Jefferson.— Bun B (@BunBTrillOG) July 24, 2012
I love George Jefferson & Deacon Frye like family. Thanks for being awesome Sherman Hemsley. say.ly/IOd3Pvv— Seth Green (@SethGreen) July 24, 2012
Sherman Hemsley you'l be missed— Questo of The Roots (@questlove) July 24, 2012
RIP the OG Tupac walker, Sherman Hemsley.— Anders Holm (@ders808) July 24, 2012
RIP Sherman Hemsley. #MovinOnUp to heaven now. bit.ly/Ml4zgi— Josh Duhamel (@joshduhamel) July 24, 2012
Rest in Peace (in a delux apartment in the sky), Sherman Hemsley.— Alyssa Milano (@Alyssa_Milano) July 24, 2012
God bless Sherman Hemsley BKA George Jefferson. He's gone to be with the Lord. He made me dream I could move on up. Truth— DeionSanders (@DeionSanders) July 24, 2012
G'bye, Sherman Hemsley. Your George Jefferson was so beloved, it earned you your own successful sitcom! Huge bucket of win! Move on up, sir.— KevinSmith (@ThatKevinSmith) July 24, 2012
Wow. Sending LOVE > RT @JackeeHarry: RIP To My Longtime Friend & Comedic LEGEND, Sherman Hemsley aka George Jefferson. #NeverToBeForgotten— Nicki Minaj (@NICKIMINAJ) July 24, 2012
RIP Sherman Hemsley aka George Jefferson. rest peacefully in the de-luxe apartment in the sky...bit.ly/LLIYft— Russell Simmons (@UncleRUSH) July 24, 2012
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Sherman Hemsley Dies
Remembering George Jefferson
Louis Leterrier’s remake of Clash of the Titans the 1981 cult favorite that fused Greek mythology with sci-fi theatrics is a grand experiment in the ancient art of alchemy a big-budget attempt to spin fanboy nostalgia for a 30-year-old novelty into contemporary box-office gold. The main ingredients in this ambitious concoction are a potent arsenal of CGI weaponry and the star of the biggest movie ever Sam Worthington who inherits Harry Hamlin’s role as the heroic Perseus. But it’s what’s missing from the formula that ultimately dooms this remake.
Clash of the Titans redux mimics the original film’s epic ethos and preference for spectacle over all else but its storyline differs dramatically. Perseus is still the half-breed product of a one-night stand between the god Zeus and a human hottie and he still must to defeat the monstrous Kraken in order to save the lovely Princess Andromeda. Almost everything in between however has been altered — and not necessarily for the better.
The new version casts the Greek city of Argos as the primary battleground in a proxy war fought by dueling Olympian superpowers Zeus (Liam Neeson) and Hades (Ralph Fiennes). Born of a god but raised by and partial to humans Worthington’s Perseus battles not for the hand of Andromeda (Alexa Davalos) — as Hamlin’s character did — but instead for the people of Argos who stand to perish along with their princess at the hands of the dreaded Kraken. The film’s love story if it can be called that consists of the briefest of flirtations between Perseus and Io (Gemma Arterton) his self-appointed spiritual guide. (Cursed with immortality by the gods Io’s been secretly watching him all his life — which ostensibly makes her a glorified stalker.)
This detail is a small but crucial one. Strong-willed Perseus braves an obstacle course of giant scorpions gorgons and other horrors laid out for him by the wheezy fiend Hades but it’s never quite clear why he bothers with it all since what’s at stake is a princess he isn’t particularly interested in and a community of people he doesn’t really know — and who frankly don’t seem all that worth saving. His deadbeat dad up on Mount Olympus certainly isn't worth dying for nor are the battlefield compatriots he met barely a week prior. And while I’m sure that a few inviting glances from Gemma Arterton are positively delightful I wouldn’t risk being doused in flesh-eating scorpion venom for them.
This narrative oversight triggers a drain in enthusiasm that persists throughout the film. For a movie so epic in scale Clash of the Titans makes for a disappointingly bland ride. Leterrier’s CGI set pieces are at times magnificent but they’re proffered in the service of weak story filled with characters whose motivations are either unclear or unconvincing. During the film’s climax when Neeson’s Zeus utters the portentous words “Release the Kraken ” what should be an emotional high point instead feels perfunctory and anticlimactic. The only excitement it spawns comes from the knowledge that the end is mercifully imminent.
September 12, 2003 11:43am EST
New grads Paul (Rider Strong) Karen (Jordan Ladd) Jeff (Joey Kern) Marcy (Cerina Vincent) and Bert (James Debello) head off to a cabin in the woods to let off some post-college steam before entering the working world. They are a pretty likeable bunch except for Bert who gets drunk and starts shooting at squirrels with a rifle--and then accidentally shoots a stranger in the woods. Bert keeps mum about the incident until the man projectile vomiting blood and looking like he's been skinned alive shows up at the cabin and tries to take their truck. While trying to stop him Paul unintentionally sets him on fire and the gang watches as he runs ablaze into the woods. What they don't know however is that he had a contagious flesh-eating virus. When his charred body falls into the local water reservoir everyone becomes vulnerable. The first to gulp down a glass of water filled with strange chunky particles is Karen whom they forcibly quarantine in a shed behind the cabin when she begins to show signs of the disease. Before long the fear of contagion turns the remaining four against one another. What's more a local lynch mob has formed in order to track down and kill anyone who may have come in contact with the virus which has apparently threatened this small town before. Cabin Fever is definitely a rollicking ride; it will scare you gross you out and make you laugh.
Like most low-budget horror films Cabin Fever's cast isn't exactly stellar yet the young actors and actresses really elevate the material. The most refreshing thing about the characters is that they react to what is happening to them in a way you and I probably would as opposed to the typical slasher-flick way: Instead of banding together against the common enemy they bicker act like cowards and put themselves first. Strong who last appeared in My Giant but is probably better known as Shawn from the TV series Boy Meets World emerges as a capable lead as Paul the most sensible of the group. Although his character comes across as somewhat brighter and more sensitive than the rest he is still immature enough to try to cop a feel when his love interest Karen is sleeping and feeling under the weather. Karen meanwhile is played by Ladd who has had small roles in several movies including The Specials and Never Been Kissed. Her character is the most compassionate of the gang and Karen reacts more intensely to events than the others. Kern as cocky know-it-all Jeff Vincent as slutty tough chick Marcy and Debello as party boy Bert perfectly round out the diverse cast of characters.
Because of its gruesome subject matter it is difficult to describe such a vile movie as being good or even well made but this one really is. In his feature directorial debut helmer Eli Roth delivers a truly disturbing horror picture. While most pics of this genre tend to look cold and gritty Roth saturates his sets with golden ambient lighting that brightly contrasts the film's dark dismal subject matter. And dismal is putting it mildly: Cabin Fever shows viewers things that most movies don't because they would be considered too disturbing. Case in point: When the intoxicated Bert drives off for help in his pickup and hits a deer the animal doesn't just die on impact but struggles in pain its hind legs flailing through the windshield. Such disturbing imagery escalates by degrees until the very end when the film takes on a weird surreal quality. For example the scenes of Paul being pushed through a hospital on a gurney have a dreamlike feel bound to make moviegoers question if what is happening is real. The film's score also has all sorts of unusual instrumental influences including a Twin Peaks-inspired number when a sheriff comes to investigate the cabin and a Deliverance-type banjo ditty to accompany the locals folk in front of the general store which adds a touch of humor at the most unlikely moment.
January 31, 2002 5:51am EST
A group of high school seniors put a boy who is eager to become part of their clique through a cruel initiation prank that involves jumping off some sort of high scaffolding into a cloudy pool at a local cement factory. When one of them Landon (Shane West) gets caught the principal decides Landon needs to hang with a different crowd and assigns him to tutor kids on the weekend and take part in the drama club's spring play. Surprise-the plan works! In over his head with the play Landon seeks help from Jamie (Mandy Moore) a dowdy bible-thumper who apparently only owns one ratty cardigan. Jamie however is not your run-of-the-mill unpopular girl. Rather than being introverted and weird she is smart witty and confident-in fact that grubby sweater of hers seems to be the only thing branding her as an outcast. The two grow closer and Landon eventually sees her inner beauty forgoing his own A-list status to be with her. But Landon learns that Jamie has been keeping a secret from him that inevitably blocks their path to happiness.
Moore the underdog of the teen pop stars dyes her hair brown and dulls herself down for the role of Jamie a simple girl that loves to gaze at the stars in her spare time. She did a great job transforming herself into her character but in the process extinguished most of what makes her sparkle on screen. Mind you the script might be to blame for creating a character so unbelievably mundane and one-dimensional. Under all of Jamie's goodness and perfection is well nothing. West does a great job portraying his character transformation. Even while Landon runs with the bad crowd West conveys a sense of humility in the character. Peter Coyote plays Reverend Sullivan Jamie's over-protective father without being too overbearing which is refreshing. An almost unrecognizable and weathered Daryl Hannah has a small but convincing enough role as Landon's mother. Maybe it was her now-brunette hair but I didn't realize it was Hannah until I saw the credits.
In A Walk to Remember director Adam Shankman steered away from being overly sentimental. The relationship that develops between the teens is actually very sweet and interestingly enough the film ends up being more about Landon's transformation than about Jamie's faith. While the film is not as flaky as the rash of recent teen movies it still manages to fall into the same clichés. Though the story is very-dare I say-poignant characters like Jamie's in trying to be different have become a stereotype: The plain Jane whose personality and convictions win over the popular guy. Remember Andie (Molly Ringwald) in Pretty in Pink? Or more recently Laney (Rachael Leigh Cook) in She's All That? And though Moore has a beautiful melodic voice her singing scenes are too drawn out. We are not just treated to her crooning a chorus or two of a song during a church scene but the songs in their entirety. Even Mariah Carey spared us that much in Glitter.
The exploits of Nick Small, a no-nonsense ex-cop turned private detective who strolls through his hectic life with the self-delusion that all things are as they were in the film world of the private eye during the 1940s, and his partner, Chip Frye, who has suffered a freak laboratory accident that causes him to shrink to a size of six inches, thus making him a master of diminutive "undercover" work.
Complicating their cases: Frye's inability to completely control his condition. Though Frye wears a special ring device that helps control his ability to shrink, certain outside influences (e.g., electrical storms, certain minerals in food) can trigger an unexpected switch in his size--and compound matters.