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“Getting used to it is what we all do well now. Each morning since the death, we have awakened to the familiar knowledge that some terrible piece of news, some new jolt of the intolerable, awaits us just beyond the borders of sleep. We open our eyes to a corner of the bureau, a soft glint of mirror, morning sounds, and then it comes back… Like an invalid, we are each day less shocked to find that we are ill, each day more absorbed with our symptoms.”
Roger Angell on the death of Robert F. Kennedy
This is the best movie I’ve seen in a long time. Download it ASAP.
I thought books containing a famous person’s old photos and sketches and random musings were published posthumously, after a trustee had rifled through old stuff in the hopes of making a bit more money. But that’s not the case with James Franco’s latest published effort. At 35, the actor is still (sadly for some) very much alive. Capitalising on 90s nostalgia, A California Childhood is a collection of ephemera from Franco’s youth - photos of kids playing Nintendo, diary entries and paintings. “I needed an outlet in high school and and came across painting,” writes Franco who, with each new project, seems to reveal a deeper level of narcissism and pretension. That said, I’m not not going to check out this book.
My grandpa fled Nazi Germany with his parents in 1938 and came to Australia, where my great-grandma learned English by reading Gone With The Wind.
It was during the blooper reelat the end of The Hangover Part III that Brooke decided she had no choice but to break up with her boyfriend, Shaun. For the past hour and a half he had been sitting next to her in the cinema howling with laughter. With each crude joke (an Asian with a small penis, a man waking up from a drug-hazed bender with breast implants) the laugh became louder and Brooke became more and more annoyed. As the credits rolled and the blooper reel played, Shaun bellowed. Brooke knew what she had to do.
“Far out, that was awesome,” Shaun exclaimed, leaving the cinema and sipping the last of his Coke. He went to put his arm around Brooke, but she brushed him off quickly.
“Shaun, I can’t do this anymore.”
They came to a halt outside the cinema candy bar that was closing for the night. The light on the fluroescent drink machine went out.
“What… You’re not serious?”
“I can’t believe you found that movie funny,” said Brooke in exasperation.
“You want to break up with me because of a movie?” replied Shaun defensively. “It’s a movie. It was gold. Were you watching what I was watching? Stu woke up with a pair of tits!”
“You honestly found that funny? Shaun, you’re nearly fucking 30. I want to get married, have kids. I can’t have kids when I’m dating one!!!”
“It was your idea to come to the movies tonight!” Shaun was getting agitated now.
“But I wanted to see The Place Beyond The Pines.”
“You said you were fine with this because Bradley Cooper was in it.”
“The Place Beyond The Pines has Bradley Cooper and Ryan Gosling!”
At that moment, a pack of teenaged boys exited the theatre and noticed the confrontation. One of them, wearing a red snapback, took a phone from his pocket and began to film this pathetic break-up occurring in a cinema foyer.
Jordan, your photos are so fucking good. I want to be in them. You’re living the #AmericanDream.
A man was hacked to death with a meat cleaver in broad daylight. Also, Fast & Furious 6 is coming to cinemas.