Paris Hilton is at Burning Man for the second time, which means it’s selfie time on the playa byotchezzzzz. She appears to be wandering through the desert swathed in gold lamé and pink fur, leading around a squad and a professional photographer and somebody to pick up her poop because it is camping, after all. Here…
Before the Flood, a climate change documentary directed by The Cove’s Fisher Stevens, opens ill-advisedly, with an anecdote and photographs from Leonardo DiCaprio’s childhood. DiCaprio, who narrates the film, tells us about his father, underground comic book writer/distributor George DiCaprio, who edgily hung…
HBO’s Vinyl—the romanticization of my literal nightmare of rock dudes snorting coke and yammering about the industry while you, a woman, sit there silently stewing—didn’t have a great debut on the Nielsen charts!
The first five minutes of Vinyl’s two-hour series premiere are a meditation, of sorts. It’s Martin Scorsese and Terence Winter’s HBO series about rock ‘n’ roll in 1973 New York, so you’re expecting a modicum of grit, but even still, the image of a mop-haired Bobby Cannavale buying, then contemplating, then snorting a…
Yesterday, a post titled “Women are not capable of understanding GoodFellas” was published by The New York Post. In it, Kyle Smith makes the troll-y argument that the 1990 Martin Scorsese picture is about dudes and for dudes. He calls it a “male fantasy picture” that women are incapable of fully understanding. Guys…
On its face, Martin Scorsese's open letter to his 14-year-old daughter Francesca is a sweet, if random one. He wants his daughter to derive joy from cinema just like he did, and maybe, even make a career of it. Too bad that when he lists the directors that are shaping cinema today, he neglects to mention a single…
Despite what you may have heard on your local Internets, The Wolf of Wall Street is not a misogynist film. It is instead a vivid portrayal of misogyny (and greed, and cruelty, and selfishness, and institutionalized sociopathy). And you should see it. Really.
Warning: Spoilers ahead.
I saw Martin Scorsese's The Wolf of Wall Street this week and my biggest takeaway? The film based on Jordan Belfort's memoir felt like a long party the director was having by himself. But the daughter of one of Belfort's co-conspirator's wrote an open letter to Marty and Leonardo DiCaprio in LA Weekly and she's pissed.
McConaughey, I hardly recognized ye without your bongos.
Last night in New York City at the Armani One Night Only event, famous folks gathered and wore a lot of black. A whole lot of black.
I think it was Tolstoy who wrote, "Happy families are all alike, but Kardashians are all different kinds of bacterial strains of fame-grubber." Here is their Christmas card, which features dearly departed Persian kitten Mercy (RIP) sitting unhappily in something that looks like it came from Ikea and is maybe called a…
After being rushed to the hospital Tuesday, and then again last night, über-enceinte Reese Witherspoon is still pregnant, but totally fine. However, Tuesday's visit involved "complications" with the pregnancy, according to the source, making Witherspoon and husband Jim Toth very nervous. The baby is due in September,…
Kyle Chandler, he of Friday Night Lights and eyes the color of honey, is the newest addition to Martin Scorsese's upcoming film The Wolf of Wall Street where he's been cast as an FBI agent looking to take down a corrupt stock broker played by Scorsese muse Leonardo DiCaprio.
Human Barbie Sarah Burge—you know, the one who stuffed her 7-year-old kid's Christmas stocking with a liposuction voucher and gifted her with a breast implant fund for her birthday—is coming stateside with daughter Poppy with two specific goals in mind: winning Toddlers & Tiaras and competing together in pageants all…
I don't know if this holds true for anyone else, but one of the first sex scenes that really blew my head off as an impressionable, unbecoming child was Sonny Corleone (James Caan) at the wedding in The Godfather. So I'll cop to an ensuing weakness for Mafia moll stories of all kinds, from Goodfellas' Karen to Tony's…
Last night's premiere of Hugo — the film version of the book The Invention of Hugo Cabret, directed by none other than Martin Scorsese — brought out some of my fave folks. Marty! Steve Buscemi! Patricia Clarkson! Chloe Moretz! Something about a rainy New York night and a movie about an orphan who lives in a train…
[Paris, August 19. Image via Pacific Coast News Online.]
