Desmond Harrington - Desmond Harrington assaults a TMZ camera-man as he leaves a doctors office. Harrington uses his fist to Anthony Lambinus' face. Harrington left the scene before the police showed up to file a report. Lambinus left with a bruised neck and a bloody lip - Beverly Hills, California, United States - Monday 16th March 2015
Amanda Seyfried is dating actor Justin Long, according to reports on a US entertainment website. The couple were spotted together at the July 30th premiere of 'Lovelace', Seyfried's latest film.
Amanda Seyfried is allegedly dating actor Justin Long. Sources, speaking to US Weekly, say the couple were seen together at the Lovelace premiere, the recently released film in which Seyfried stars. The source, who was allegedly at the premiere, said "they weren't making out or anything like that, but they were just inseparable during the event. He hung out when she talked with others" and that "Justin stayed close to Amanda all night."
Amanda Seyfried at a screening of Lovelace held at the May Fair Hotel in London.
It is not certain how the couple met but a source told US that "they recently started hanging out more, going on date-like activities." However, the source added "they're both busy, but they're seeing where it goes."
Dexter could have a spin-off as Showtime's entertainment president David Nevins hints at a panel for the show which is due to finish in September.
Michael C. Hall at Showtime's celebrations of 8 seasons of Dexter held at Milk Studios in L.A.
The series, now in its eighth and final season, follows Dexter Morgan a serial killer with a code of conduct. Dexter, working as a blood splatter analyst for Miami police, is able to kill those who break the code often taking police cases from them and dealing harshly with the perpetrators. After wrapping his victims (or criminals depending on how you view it) in cling film he stabs them through the heart, all the time narrating his bizarre logic.
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The premiere of season 8 of Dexter, airing last night (Sunday 30th June) has opened up even more questions than we had at the end of season 7. Here's a quick re-cap of last night's episode.
A quick re-cap of season 7: Deb (Jennifer Carpenter) now knows Dexter is a serial killer; Deb killed LaGuerta (Lauren Velez) and it was all very, very messy at the end of last season. But this is the last season, the last 12 episodes which will tie up the loose ends and we'll finally find out if Dexter will fly or fall.
The episode is called 'A Beautiful Day' and in Dexter's world it most definitely is. It is six months on from La Guerta's death which has made sure Dexter's safe - for now. Everything is going well with Hannah McKay, Dexter's girlfriend and serial killer in arms. Dexter turns up, after romping around with Hannah for a while, to a bench dedication in honour of LaGuerta.
Michael C.Hall, who plays Dexter, at the Showtime Celebrations 8 Seasons of Dexter at Milk Studios, L.A.
C.S. Lee, Julie Benz, Jennifer Carpenter, Luke Andrew Kruntchev, Michael C. Hall, James Remar, Aimee Garcia, Desmond Harrington, David Zayas, Yvonne Strahovski, Sean Patrick Flannery, Charlotte Rampling and Geoff Pierson - Showtimes' celebration of eight groundbreaking seasons of "Dexter" at Milk Studios - Los Angeles, CA, United States - Sunday 16th June 2013
Jennifer Carpenter and Desmond Harrington - Jennifer Carpenter and Desmond Harrington Los Angeles, California - Showtime Emmy Nominee Reception at Skybar inside the Mondrian Hotel Saturday 17th September 2011
Somewhere between the first and second event I sighed in frustration. Another perfectly good movie gets ruined because of an extended trip into Clicheville. For a good fifty minutes or so, My First Mister rarely makes a mistake in detailing the friendship between a middle-aged, repressed clothing store manager Randall (Albert Brooks) and his 17-year-old Goth employee, Jennifer (Leelee Sobieski).
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Chris Finn (Desmond Harrington) is on his way to a job interview when he turns off the main highway to get around a massive pile-up that has clogged the interstate. The dirt road he finds takes him into the woods where his trip comes to a halt when he crashes into the SUV of five wannabe-campers who are stranded with a flat tire. Chris joins the dim-witted group of two couples, Carly and Scott (Emmanuelle Chriqui and Jeremy Sisto) and Evan and Francine (Kevin Zegers and Lindy Booth), and their friend Jessie (Eliza Dushku). The gang ventures deeper into the woods in search of a working phone to call for help; of course, their cell phones are out of range! Their journey eventually leads them to a log cabin where they soon discover a trio of disfigured, inbred inhabitants that have no need for a phone, but every desire for freshly killed meat.
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Asking the rest of the film to live up to such a ghastly opening is like asking a rinky-dink tugboat to tow a mammoth ocean liner across the ocean. Ironically, that's exactly what Ghost Ship does. Sean Murphy (Gabriel Byrne) owns the tugboat in question, and he employs "the best damn salvage crew in the business." In reality, they're a tough-talking, hard-drinking cast of carefully handpicked racial stereotypes, from an African-American first mate (Isaiah Washington) to a Mexican engineer (Alex Dimitriades) to an Italian salvage team leader (Julianna Margulies), who's a female, to boot.
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When a movie says it's "based on" a true story, all too often it means that after the script doctors get through with it, what's left is too predictable and packed with clichés to bear any resemblance to the randomness of real life. Such is the case with "Riding In Cars With Boys."
But it just so happens that clichés and predictability are director Penny Marshall specialty. Idle since "A League of Their Own" -- which was totally trite yet thoroughly enjoyable -- Marshall applies her syrupy, low-cal sentimentality to this adapted autobiography of writer Beverly Donofrio, whose youthful ambition was derailed in 1965, by getting knocked up at age 15.
A maudlin but self-deprecating, bittersweet comedy-drama in which major crises are solved with little more than hugs, Beverly's journey through motherhood would be the stuff of a Lifetime Channel movie-of-the-week if not for its gusty sense of humor and a phenomenal performance of extraordinary depth and range by the previously beguiling but frivolous Drew Barrymore.
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One of the scariest, most original scream-at-the-screen style horror movies I've seen in years, "Ghost Ship" is nonetheless ruined by such an insultingly insipid cliché of an ending that the last few minutes bring it crashing back down to the level of a stale slasher sequel.
But since detailing how it's ultimately sabotaged would spoil to the rest of the picture -- which remains stomach-knotting and wild shiver-inducing -- I'm going to pretend for now that I never saw the idiotic epilogue and focus on the crackerjack chills that come before.
The story unfolds as a mercenary marine salvage tugboat, acting on a tip from an Alaskan postal pilot, comes upon a mysteriously abandoned (and eerily radar-invisible) Italian luxury liner, adrift in a remote corner of the Bering Sea 40 years after it vanished without a trace. The tug's crew, lead by salty captain Murphy (Gabriel Byrne) and daredevil jack-of-all-trades Epps (Julianna Margulies), think they've hit the shipwreck jackpot -- until they slowly realize the dark, rusting, creaking, semi-submerged hulk is haunted from mast to keel and bow to stern.
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The grumpy Goth teenager played with questionable credibility by Leelee Sobieski in "My First Mister" is, at first, an amusingly caustic cuss. We see the world through her contempt-filled eyes and take on her dark sense of humor as she complains in a matter-of-fact voice-over about life, the universe and everything.
Her name is Jennifer, but she prefers just "J." She's excessively pierced, quite premeditated in her anti-social disposition, and her mordant streak (she writes suicide notes on paper airplanes and throws them into public places) inspires weird social experiments. One day, just to see what will happen, she stomps into a suits-and-cardigans store for middle-aged squares and applies for a job -- decked out, mind you, in full rebel-girl regalia from her black lipstick to her Doc Marten's.
So imagine her surprise when the fuddy-duddy manager, played by the forever self-mocking Albert Brooks, hires her on a whim as the store's stock girl. A sardonic loner himself, Randall (she calls him "R") grows on "J" by countering her periodic verbal thrusts of sarcasm with droll, derisive parries -- and a friendship begins to form.
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