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Scarlett Johansson, Penelope Cruz, Javier Bardem and British actress Rebecca Hall star in Woody Allen's new flick VICKY CRISTINA BARCELONA. Hear what the actors have to say about working with the iconic director.

Filed under: Comedy, Drama, Theatrical Reviews, The Weinstein Co. I felt, after seeing Woody Allen's latest, Vicky Cristina Barcelona, the way I do after I've been to an excellent tapas restaurant; I'd been presented with a series of small moments of flavor and texture and presentation, some more pleasant than others, and while the overall experience didn't add up to a full meal, it was still a sincere pleasure. Allen's been globetrotting lately -- although you can suggest that's been motivated less by some muse of artistic inspiration than by the equally beguiling, if less dignified, seductress of international financing. After several films set in London, Allen's now in Barcelona, Spain, as recently-graduated friends Vicky (Rebecca Hall) and Cristina (Scarlett Johansson) are taking some time to see the world before going back to America and futures as bright and unfixed as a sunlit fogbank. Staying with family friends Mark and Judy Nash (Kevin Dunn and Patricia Clarkson), Vicky and Cristina take in the sights and experiences of Barcelona. Cristina's able to lose herself in the moment; for Vicky, each summer day's tempered by the certainty that summer will soon end. But one night after an art gallery showing, at an appropriately bohemian venue, Vicky and Cristina are approached by the painter whose work they've just seen, Juan Antonio (Javier Bardem), who proposes they join him as he flies to a small town so they might spend the weekend making love. Vicky's appalled; Cristina's intrigued; Juan Antonio is a laid-back seducer with a ready counter-argument to every objection: "Life is long; life is dull; life is full of pain." Why not have a little fun? It's not enough to talk the girls into agreeing to go to bed with him, but it is enough to get them on-board the plane. ...Continue reading Review: Vicky Cristina Barcelona Permalink | Email this | Comments

Filed under: Independent, Contests You may not be as attractive as Pen lope Cruz or Javier Bardem, but apparently you too can experience a threesome with Scarlett Johansson. On the actress' website (ScarlettJohansson.com) there's an announcement (seen above) for a contest that begins, "Hey dude(tte) are you UP for a THREESOME WITH SCARLETT!!!?" Obviously it's part of a promotion for Woody Allen's new movie, Vicky Cristina Barcelona, in which Johansson plays a character apparently involved in a m nage trois with characters played by Cruz and Bardem. Oh, and obviously the prize of this contest doesn't involve sex; you merely get to be the third wheel on a movie date, or something. However, if Johansson's beau, Ryan Reynolds, is the other person, it might be still be interesting. Unfortunately, it's more likely a handler, assistant or otherwise some sort of legally bound chaperon (or is the other person a second winner? I can't make heads or tails of this crazy announcement). Then again, if Reynolds isn't there, and you're somehow more charming and somehow have sexier abs, this could be your chance to steal Johansson away before she walks down the altar and becomes Mrs. Van Wilder. Actually, you don't even have to wait for the "date" in order to begin the wooing. To win the contest, you have to send an email detailing "your most personal and most creative response as to why YOU WISH to be included in such an awesome treat." Be tactful, though, kids. I know how some of our readers think, and I don't want to hear about any creepy dudes threatening to kidnap Ms. Johansson and bring her to Walt Disney World for a few days together. Gallery: Johansson or Cruz or Both? [via Best Week Ever] Read | Permalink | Email this | Comments

Author: curls93 Added: Mon, 11 Aug 2008 15:54:07 -0800 Duration: 57this is a video of scarlet Johannsen. This was shot on aug,4th 2008 in westwood california. Scarlet was there for the La premiere of her new movie Vicky Barcelona also starring Penelope Cruz, Javier Bardem and directed by Woody Allen

Author: curls93 Added: Mon, 11 Aug 2008 15:54:07 -0800 Duration: 99this is a video i shot on aug 4th 2008 in westwood, california. It features actresses Penelope Cruz and Selma Hayek. Selma looked amazing in a blue dress while penelope looked spectacular in a black dress. They both took time to sign autographs for their fans. Penelope was there for the movie premiere of her new movie Vicky barcelona. Selma showed up to support Penelope. They are both latin sex symbols.

Author: curls93 Added: Mon, 11 Aug 2008 15:54:07 -0800 Duration: 57this is a video of scarlet Johannsen. This was shot on aug,4th 2008 in westwood california. Scarlet was there for the La premiere of her new movie Vicky Barcelona also starring Penelope Cruz, Javier Bardem and directed by Woody Allen

Author: curls93 Added: Mon, 11 Aug 2008 15:54:07 -0800 Duration: 99this is a video i shot on aug 4th 2008 in westwood, california. It features actresses Penelope Cruz and Selma Hayek. Selma looked amazing in a blue dress while penelope looked spectacular in a black dress. They both took time to sign autographs for their fans. Penelope was there for the movie premiere of her new movie Vicky barcelona. Selma showed up to support Penelope. They are both latin sex symbols.

Author: curls93 Added: Mon, 11 Aug 2008 15:54:07 -0800 Duration: 57this is a video of scarlet Johannsen. This was shot on aug,4th 2008 in westwood california. Scarlet was there for the La premiere of her new movie Vicky Barcelona also starring Penelope Cruz, Javier Bardem and directed by Woody Allen

Author: curls93 Added: Mon, 11 Aug 2008 15:54:07 -0800 Duration: 99this is a video i shot on aug 4th 2008 in westwood, california. It features actresses Penelope Cruz and Selma Hayek. Selma looked amazing in a blue dress while penelope looked spectacular in a black dress. They both took time to sign autographs for their fans. Penelope was there for the movie premiere of her new movie Vicky barcelona. Selma showed up to support Penelope. They are both latin sex symbols.

Filed under: Drama, Romance, Theatrical Reviews, Cinematical Indie, Samuel Goldwyn Films I'm not partial to overtly subjective reviews, yet I can't seem to find any better way of relating my response to Isabel Coixet's latest film, Elegy, an adaptation of Philip Roth's novel "The Dying Animal," which follows the romance between a college professor and his much younger former student. First, though, a note of appropriateness: early in the film, this professor, the Roth regular David Kepesh, who previously appeared in the novels "The Breast" and "The Professor of Desire," is lecturing about how literature, specifically Tolstoy's "War and Peace," will be appreciated differently by a reader at different points in his or her life. In ten years, for example, it may seem like a new book entirely. Perhaps in ten years, then, or more likely in thirty, I will be able to watch Elegy again and have a new perspective. Maybe I will be able to relate to Kepesh, here portrayed by Ben Kingsley, when I am in my sixties and have similarly lived and experienced as much. Yet the fact that Coixet's film is so depressing makes me almost hope that I never actually live so long to find out. I should have known, what with the filmmaker's past films, such as My Life Without Me, with their gray atmospheres and dreary dealings with illness and death. While appearing on the outside to be a sexy drama about how one lecherous old man discovers love, Elegy is on the inside really just a slow, uninteresting depiction of a selfish fool who possibly too-late realizes that he's grown old before he's actually grown up.Continue reading Review: Elegy Permalink | Email this | Comments

The star plays a hot-tempered ex in Woody Allen's "Vicky Cristina Barcelona."

Woody Allen, master of lovelorn neurosis and wealthy self-involvement, has made a new film. Like his exciting and career-reinvigorating Match Point, it's set in a city unfamiliar to Allen's work, Barcelona. Vicky Cristina Barcelona, which was well-received at Cannes, promises to be a sultry, romantic, exploration of the ways in which people... Oh screw it!!!! Penelope Cruz and Scarlett Johansson make out!! They have a threesome with Javier Bardem!!!! Whooooo!!! Though Allen has said there are only "20 seconds of sex" in the whole film, this seems to be the only thing people can say about it. Ah well. Hot Euro lesbo sex sells, I suspect. Above is a trailer with lots of sexy time. After the jump, a trailer with actual, you know, dialogue. Which looks more interesting?

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download other formats CHAPTER 20 The jungle mazes of the world famous zoo streak past below the right wingtip; the postmodern skyline of downtown at eyelevel on the left, like some future Atlantis, standing sentry over an ocean biding its time. San Diego s beauty makes me feel even more alone. Incongruous. A yellow bow of sandy coastal splendor dressing up my gift-wrapped misery. I will spill blood in America s Finest City and the sunshine will bleach out the stains. Inside the terminal I find a TV in a little bar just past the arrival and departure monitors. You have got to be fuckin kidding me. Cindy--the Penelope Cruz look-alike-plans to marry that possum-eyed lecher? And the therapist who reported her missing was supposedly stalking the couple? I don t know which is more ridiculous: that the press bought such an obvious fabrication engineered to take the heat off Whitmore, or the bleating murmurs of bitch and cunt I m hearing from the sheep around me. The only crime Mercy Anne s guilty of is trusting her gut. I like her already. Well, since the love-birds are honeymooning at an undisclosed location, she just became my new best lead. At a minimum, she knows Whitmore. Maybe where he lives-or even known associates of the religious zealot variety. I need to get in touch with her ASAP, before she s had enough of the negative press and leaves town. But I m torn. The Hotel Del across the bay in Coronado is-was-the largest safe house on the West Coast. Now it s a trap just like every other feeding destination in our hacked and deciphered database. I want to go there and warn others of the danger. Problem is, I d be walking into the same trap, and sacrificing the biggest advantage I have right now: They don t know where I m at. If the SOJ found out I m onto Whitmore, they might relocate him, and they d definitely concentrate their search for me here in the city in an effort to eliminate the only Naphil who s even aware of their renewed threat. Shit, for all I know, there might not be any Nephilim in San Diego still alive to warn. I never read the fifty-three names sent to my cell phone before the connecting flight in St. Louis. Didn t risk checking for more murders in the four hours since. Can t risk a peek now, either. The only thing I m dead certain of, is that there are more enemy left to kill. Which means staying on task and finding Whitmore to lead me to them. Which means finding Mercy Anne to lead me to Whitmore. So, first track down Mercy, then see if it still makes sense to go to Coronado. It s a cold mental calculus I ve been forced into: keeping myself in the dark about the possible futility of my actions, so I can stay alive long enough to carry them out. I rent a black Ford Mustang GT from Hertz under the name Patrick Daly and drive until I see a payphone with an attached yellow pages. Mercy Anne s office number is listed and I dial it. She doesn t pick up, but the greeting gives me her cell number to call if this is an urgent, but non-life-threatening message. If my message is life-threatening in nature, the recording informs me, I should hang up and dial 911 immediately. I ignore the advice and dial her mobile anyway. Get her voicemail. She s screening her calls. No surprise there. After the most recent news report aired, she s probably been getting harassed. I leave the one message I know she ll respond to: Hi. I m not a cop, and I m not a reporter. I m the one guy who can help you find Cindy. You were right about Whitmore. Your friend s in danger. Meet me at Cafe 976 in PB as soon as you get this. # The mustang doesn t stand out in the least in Pacific Beach. And the excess horsepower is nice should I need it. With the far more affluent community of La Jolla peering down from Mount Soledad to the north, even a Lamborghini wouldn t draw too much attention. I don t stand out either. Unlike my conspicuousness in Sarajevo, here in PB I m just another buff surfer or muscle-head on my way to the gym. Blending in is a good thing when you ve become a walking bulls-eye, and that s one of the reasons I m having Mercy meet me in this touristy, Gen-Y dominated beach community. Another reason is, I know the area. It s just a few minutes up the I-5 from downtown and I vacationed in one of the cottages on Crystal Pier a few years back. Two weeks of drunken debauchery I ll never forget, and a welcome changeup to the upscale resorts I usually favor for R should also engender in her a sense of calm and trust. Coffee shops are safe and cozy places; public without being so crowded you can t monitor everyone who comes and goes. I park in a residential area off the main drag, get out and start walking the four blocks still to go before the caf . My stomach gurgles with bile and butterflies. I haven t eaten all day. The sushi and fish tacos here are phenomenal, but I ll have to wait in spite of the tempting wasabi and soy. Mercy should be on her way, and I want to scope out the approach to 976 before she arrives. She s not a threat, but the SOJ might have someone following her. Come to think of it, they could have her cell phone bugged. The one I just left a message on. Damn. Another slip. As paranoid as I ve been forced to become lately, it s still not paranoid enough. Cafe 976 resides in an updated craftsmen on the corner of Feldspar and Cass, a block north of Garnet where most of the liquor licenses and nightlife resides. It sports an indoor / outdoor feel, with a covered wood porch on two sides, and additional open-air seating in the surrounding garden. Sparrows scavenge for bagel crumbs beneath the tables. Smokers foul the taste of their blood and sip French roast in between puffs, a fortunately rare opportunity in health conscious California. Too on edge for coffee, I go inside and order a berry tea instead. Take a bench seat in the back corner of the dining area facing the door, and catalog the other customers: Several college kids highlighting text books; two tech-startup types with laptops sharing an electrical outlet; a pair of nip-and-tucked trophy wives sitting on the porch just outside the rear entrance debating who has the hottest pool guy--no one that doesn t look like they belong. I close my eyes, pretend to yawn, and take a deep, slow breath, sampling the air for the aroma of dangers unseen. But it s just grilled Panini bread and disappointingly low-grade coffee beans from the kitchen. A hint of rotting kelp when the breeze snakes through the window screens. Remnants of a cucumber facial and acetone evaporating from the cuticles of the manicured trophy wives. As innocuous as the soCal soundtrack: The hardened resin clack of the cue ball against a solid or a stripe on the pool table in the bar next door; the frothy locomotive wheeze of the espresso machine; detuned rumbles from passing choppers out in the street. The epitome of normalcy. Until Mercy Anne walks in. Nothing normal about her kind of beauty. Other Formats: download .mp3 audio version right click link & choose 'save as' download Palm & Mobipocket version right click link & choose 'save as' download Adobe PDF version right click link & choose 'save as'

Author: nextpert Added: Thu, 28 Feb 2008 18:46:15 -0800 Duration: 208 The Oscar red carpet was splashed with red this year, but you don't have to dip into the red ink to dress like a movie star. (Produced for Niki Livas, Morgan & Co. and JC Penney)

Penelope Cruz engages in a lesbian liplock just to help out her brother.