If you, like the entire lady-loving population of America, are interested in learning a little more about the 2014 Sports Illustrated swimsuit cover models, read on.
Every year, Sports Illustrated inexplicably publishes a full issue of models in bikinis (or body paint). Yesterday, Sports Illustrated revealed this year’s swimsuit edition cover, celebrating fifty years of incredibly picturesque objectification. The Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue is fairly deplorable from a feminist standpoint; plus, it has very little to do with sports. But everyone looks so pretty and happy! Plus beaches, and butts!
The 50th anniversary cover features Chrissy Teigen (right), Nina Agdal (left), and Lily Aldridge (center). Watching this video, in which the models learn that they’ve just achieved SI cover status, is genuinely adorable. It’s pretty endearing to watch the women, who actually seem like close friends, freak out. We almost believe that the three of them hang out topless and take innocent booty pics in their free time. Read on if you, like the entire lady-loving population of America, are interested in learning a little more about the 2014 Sports Illustrated swimsuit cover models.
It had A-list stars—Julia Roberts! Bradley Cooper! Taylor Swift!—and a fun conceit, but 2010’s ‘Valentine’s Day’ turned out to be pure torture for viewers. We revisit one of the biggest ghosts of V-Day’s past.
With all due respect to the heinous-looking one-two punch of Endless Love and Winter’s Tale, which have seemingly arrived in theaters this Valentine’s Day to torture impressionable romantics nationwide, there is one film so grossly saccharine that it rules the V-Day crap-movie roost. I’m talking about Valentine’s Day.
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This 2010 film was a lame attempt at mimicking the star-studded rom-com conceit made famous—or infamous, depending on your taste—by 2003’s Love Actually. Only this time, the action was set in California and boasted a plethora of bizarre, chemistry-free star couplings. Yes, Garry Marshall’s Valentine’s Day managed to fleece unsuspecting audiences of over $216 million worldwide, but it’s a film that will live on in infamy for its gag-worthy scenarios and awful romantic clichés. It serves as living proof that no amount of A-list stars can make up for crap filmmaking.
Julia Roberts’s sister killed herself last week and reportedly resented her mega-successful sibling. The problem doesn’t just apply to Hollywood families though.
Mare Winnigham snagged an Oscar nomination for her portrayal of a world famous singer whose drug addicted younger sister struggles in her shadow in the 1995 film Georgia. The tragic tale seemed eerily similar to real life when it was announced that Julia Roberts’ younger sister Nancy Motes had reportedly taken her own life. Multiple news accounts claimed that Motes, who had allegedly battled addiction, left a suicide note that included references to her strained relationship with her superstar sibling. Motes is not the first sibling of a superstar to struggle and do so publicly. But Motes’s sad story raises a number of uncomfortable questions. Namely, what responsibility does a really successful family member have for his or her relatives?
Family therapist Dr. Rachel Sussman said the responsibility that a famous sibling has to a sibling is the same responsibility all siblings have to one another. Of celebrities she said, “They really don’t have a responsibility other than to be a good sibling,” which includes reminding less famous siblings that they are loved and they are special. But it does not include becoming the less wealthy sibling’s piggy bank. She and other experts explained that money, identity and boundaries are common destructive forces in familial relationships but tend to become more pronounced when a wealthy celebrity is a member of the family.
From Harrison Ford to Jack Nicholson, many actors have taken a spin in the Oval Office. Here's a look at the best (and worst) fictional presidents in film and TV.
Being the president of the United States is not an easy gig. Whether he’s fighting off a team of Russian hijackers, defending the world from hordes of evil aliens, or simply trying to meet the right woman, the president’s job is never done.
President Abraham Lincoln (Daniel Day-Lewis) in Lincoln
The first season of the dark political drama was good. The second is great. How Netflix improved its flagship series. (WARNING: Contains first-season spoilers and hints of what’s to come in Season Two.)
At the tail end of the Season Two premiere of House of Cards, the pitch-black series about power and politics that returned to Netflix at 3 a.m. Friday morning, we see wily House Majority Whip and soon-to-be-Vice-President Frank Underwood (Kevin Spacey) gazing into his bedroom mirror as he fiddles with a new pair of cufflinks—a birthday gift from his loyal body man, Meechum. Suddenly, he turns to the camera.
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“Did you think I’d forgotten you?” he asks, the slightest smile materializing at the corners of his mouth. “Perhaps you hoped I had.” He’s talking directly to us. Underwood has just committed a crime so heinous and surprising—from both a moral and a dramatic standpoint—that even now, 15 minutes later, we’re still reeling.
Just when it seemed like her career was fried, Paula Deen starts a new company with a $75 million investment. Will we forgive her? And does it matter?
When you mess up in the kitchen but still want the food to taste good, there’s a trick that everyone knows: you put some butter on it. No one knows that trick better than Paula Deen. Only this time, she’s swapping out butter for money, y’all.
She’s swapping it out for about $75 million, to be exact. Oh yes. Just when it seemed like Paula Deen—Countess of Carbs, First Lady of Finger Lickin’, Baroness of Butter—was cooked, word broke this week that she’s plotting a comeback. A new company, Paula Deen Ventures, has been formed to reheat the fallen-from-grace cooking personality’s career. The company says it received an investment of between $75 million and $100 million from Njafi Cos., a private-equity company headed by Jahm Najafi, who owns BMG Music Service and the Book-of-the-Month Club.
It's a luxury to complain about a broken toilet, when you think about it. Maybe we should be thankful for our picayune complaints.
Last week, my usually steadfast and loyal upstairs toilet decided to go on strike, requiring the intervention of a slightly psychotic but surprisingly competent handyman. The whole thing needed to be replaced, he declared ominously, but it was a process that would take a number of days, demanding the toilet be left in peace, living out its final days in quiet dignity. It the meantime, this would require me trudging downstairs, to the second bathroom, for a middle-of-the-night piss.
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Naturally, the following day I would be attacked by Normandy-like waves of nausea, turning Lou Ferrigno green, retching and coughing and puking until my stomach was vacant and throbbing. With upstairs off limits, I left the comfort of my bed, decamping to the narrow living room couch. This minor plumbing issue, corrected for a reasonable fee absorbed by an unreasonable landlord, provoked a good bit of complaint (“How long does it take to buy a new toilet?” “When can I return to my very comfortable, rather large bed?”). But these types of “white whines” are best whispered in private, lest one be reminded that while you might be infected with the Norovirus, someone else has cholera—and that you’re also suffering from an acute case of “first world problems.”
You’ve seen the awful masterpiece of a trailer, but this remake of the 1981 cult schmaltz (with the number-one hit song) excised something that just can’t be cut from the original. Spoiler alert!
Where’s the scene in Endless Love where the mom watches her daughter lose her virginity in front of the fireplace?
The movie, a remake of the 1981 Franco Zeffirelli film starring Brooke Shields (based on the 1979 novel by Scott Spencer), seems to have entirely missed what made the phrase “endless love” so scarring for a generation of Americans. Endless Love without Mrs. Butterfield’s obsession over her daughter’s boyfriend is like Flowers in the Attic without the brother-sister incest, or Lolita without an underage Dolores. As it is, the film is just crappy, sappy, PG-13 Valentine’s Day drivel.
Andrew Rannells returns to ‘Girls’ Sunday night to play Hannah’s now-gay-ex-boyfriend-turned-sworn-enemy. And we’re so darned happy to see him.
It’s always nice to see a familiar face. Even if that familiar face is your now-gay-ex-boyfriend-turned-roommate-turned-sworn-enemy.
But when that now-gay-ex-boyfriend-turned-roommate-turned-sworn-enemy is played by that perfectly coiffed walking Ken Doll Andrew Rannells, you can’t help but give him a warm hug. And that’s just what Lena Dunham’s fiercely fickle lead character Hannah Horvath does on Girls when she spots Elijah during Rannells’s return to HBO’s cringe-comedy Sunday night.
Your soul might feel empty, but your belly doesn’t have to! Iron Chef and Food Network star Cat Cora gives her favorite comfort recipes for singles to make on Valentine’s Day.
According to psychological studies, comfort foods are usually consumed to evoke positive emotions, to relieve negative psychological effects, or to increase positive feelings. Well, on what day do you need more positive emotions than Valentine’s Day when you’re single?
It’s for that reason that I’ve curated these yummy recipes for all you unattached guys and gals. Here are six delicious take-in-your-bed-because-there’s-nobody-else-in-it-so-it-doesn’t-matter dishes to sooth your aching heart this Valentine’s Day. Your soul might feel empty, but your belly doesn’t have to!
The comic legend died Wednesday at age 91. Watch five of his funniest moments.
A comedic legend and television pioneer, Sid Caesar passed away on Wednesday at the age of 91. In the 1950s, Caesar and Your Show of Shows, his television show with Imogene Coca, were household names. By modern day viewing standards, you need to have a little extra patience for some of the Your Show of Shows clips, which clock in around seven to 12 minutes each. But, they more than payoff as a chance to see classic, clever sketch comedy in its earliest days of television. Here’s a few of the best.
Turns out, ‘Japan’s Beethoven,’ who ‘wrote’ music for the Olympics, is a complete fraud—and his scandal threatens to derail his country’s figure-skating hopes.
When Daisuke Takahashi takes to the ice Thursday at the Sochi Winter Olympics, he’ll begin his quest to again make history for his country, as he did four years ago, when he became the first Japanese to medal in an Olympic male figure skating event by taking home the bronze. That same year, he became the first Japanese man to win a title at the World Championships, and in 2012 he took the gold at the Grand Prix Final in Sochi—again, he is the first man from his country to ever accomplish the feat. He’ll be hoping for an unprecedented Olympic gold on Friday after the free skating performance, but first he’ll have to start his campaign with a strong short program on Thursday’s primetime competitions (Thursday morning in America).
This picture taken on December 28, 2013 shows composer Mamoru Samuragochi dubbed "Japan's Beethoven" reacting to the audience after his symphony No.1 was performed at a concert hall in Hiroshima, western Japan. (Jiji Press/AFP/Getty)
How fitting that the national hero will be skating to a piece of music written by Mamoru Samuragochi, a composer who’s cherished as the Beethoven of Japan. The comparison is not grotesque, since Samuragochi is, like Beethoven, deaf.
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Catapulting ‘Achy Breaky 2’ from weird to disturbingly weird is the insane amount of young, naked cyborg flesh on display.
The best thing you can say about “Achy Breaky Heart”, Billy Ray Cyrus’ 1992 hit single, is that it’s only 3 minutes and 24 seconds long. That was all the achy and breaky we had to endure—until now. Billy Ray, who’s now more famous for being Miley Cyrus’s father, and Buck 22, who’s only ever been famous for being Dionne Warwick’s son, have collaborated on “Achy Breaky 2,” a hip hop remix of the ‘90s hit. This unholy marriage of faux country and pseudo hip-hop is literally the worst of both worlds. If “Achy Breaky 2” plays at even one bar mitzvah party, that’s one bar mitzvah party too many—even horny 13-year-olds deserve better than this.
“Achy Breaky 2” opens with a “comedic” introduction by Larry King. By helping to unleash this Frankenstein creation, Larry King is essentially leaving a flaming bag of something on America’s porch. The basic premise of the video is that Billy Ray and Buck 22 are partying on a spaceship. Of course, the idea of Billy Ray Cyrus being launched out into intergalactic exile is tremendously appealing—but that doesn’t mean we want to watch the footage. Rocking a man-tank, sunglasses, and sultry pout, Billy Ray looks both embarrassingly excited to be included and super confused. Basically, he looks like your dad would look if someone put a guitar in his hands and told him to make a hip-hop music video. Nobody wants to see that.
The Holy Trinity of YouTube—Mamrie Hart, Hannah Hart, and Grace Helbig—head 40 minutes north of Los Angeles for their feature film debut. Welcome to ‘Camp Takota.’
“Every movie could be a camp movie,” says Mamrie Hart, one of the YouTube darlings who make up the Internet’s Holy Trinity. “Wolf of Wall Street could have been at a summer camp.”
A scene from "Camp Takota". (camptakota.com)
The digital trio of Mamrie, along with Grace Helbig and Hannah Hart, will release their first feature film, Camp Takota, this Valentine’s Day. The film is about Elise’s (Helbig) return to the summer camp of her youth after a traumatic quarter-life crisis, only to find that her childhood friends Maxine (Mamrie Hart) and Allison (Hannah Hart), never left.
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