LONDON — There’s no plaque to honor the encounter, and neither of its central participants can pinpoint the exact date it occurred, but somewhere on a stretch of 14th Street in Manhattan’s East Village is the spot where, in the late 1960s, two rookie actors named Robert De Niro and Al Pacino first crossed paths.
On the day in 2009 when Cameron Douglas was arrested at a New York hotel for possession of crystal meth, he was given a choice. As he recounts in his memoir, “Long Way Home,” a Drug Enforcement Administration agent told him he could either be taken out the front door, kicking and screaming, or, “for your family’s sake, we can take you out the back way, put you in a car.”
Like many other moviegoers, Paul Rudd emerged from “Once Upon a Time … in Hollywood” thinking a lot about Brad Pitt. Having spent a couple of hours this summer in a darkened theater, where he watched the effortlessly self-assured Pitt spar with Bruce Lee, pal around with Leonardo DiCaprio and strip off his shirt to fix a television antenna, Rudd left feeling slightly bedazzled and slightly intimidated, but also feeling that his own place in the cultural hierarchy had been clarified.
LOS ANGELES — A few days after I visited Demi Moore in her home high above Beverly Hills, her daughter Tallulah Willis told me, “My mom was not raised, she was forged.”
LOS ANGELES — There would seem to be far worse outcomes in life than growing up to be Bill Hader. He’s a beloved former cast member of “Saturday Night Live,” as well as the co-creator and star of the dark HBO comedy “Barry,” about a hit man who’s trying to go incognito in an acting class.
NEW YORK — In the four decades since it was released, bearing the cover image of a motorcyclist blasting out of a graveyard on his bike, the Meat Loaf album “Bat Out Of Hell” has been described in many ways. Bombastic. Extravagant. Over-the-top.
It must be strange to live in a Midwest town that is home to nefarious conspiracies, secret experiments and a portal to an alternate dimension populated by grotesque monsters. But coming of age is still stranger.
A “Saturday Night Live” season finale is traditionally an occasion for the show to pull out all the stops, leave everything on the stage, tear it all down and figure out how to put it back together in the fall.
It’s become something of a recent tradition at “Saturday Night Live” for the annual pre-Mother’s Day broadcast to feature a tribute of sorts from current cast members to their real-life moms. That custom was upheld in this weekend’s episode, hosted by Emma Thompson and featuring the Jonas Brothers as musical guests. But for her opening monologue, Thompson (who said her daughter, Gaia Wise, was in the audience) was joined by two other moms with long histories at “SNL” — former cast members Tin...Uganda New York Times entertainment11 May 2019
He is officially the longest tenured cast member at “Saturday Night Live,” who over 16 seasons has become a steadfast and reliable impersonator of Steve Harvey and the Rev. Al Sharpton, and portrayed all manner of talk show and game show hosts.Uganda New York Times entertainment6 May 2019
Today, we think of Marvel as the monolithic studio that each year reliably releases two or three blockbusters based on its costume-clad comic-book superheroes. It has built movies like “Captain Marvel” and “Black Panther” into money-minting franchises, and when its latest offering, “Avengers: Endgame,” is released April 26, it will conclude a narrative spanning some 22 films that started with “Iron Man” in 2008.Uganda New York Times entertainment14 Apr 2019
For a second consecutive week, “Saturday Night Live” avoided taking aim at President Donald Trump and his administration in the show’s opening sketch. In fact, the sketch wasn’t even particularly political. (But don’t worry, there was still a surprise celebrity guest.)Uganda New York Times entertainment8 Apr 2019
Can “Saturday Night Live” still write an opening sketch that isn’t about the misadventures of the Trump administration? This week’s episode showed that yes, it can, though it still had to reach into its celebrity Rolodex to get it done.
While the rest of the nation waits to learn if it will ever get to read the final report of special counsel Robert Mueller, and debates whether a recent letter written by Attorney General William Barr provided an adequate overview of the two-year investigation and its results, “Saturday Night Live” is here to tell you what it all means.
LOS ANGELES — The woman in the black-and-white program on the flat-screen TV was teetering on the brink of madness, delivering a disjointed monologue about parallel worlds and the possibility that our own physical duplicates might walk among us.
There are those perennial stage works that are perfectly suited to be performed in high schools across the country every year: say, “Our Town,” “The Crucible,” “Annie” or “The Wizard of Oz.”
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