The author of a new book on Nicolas Cage argues that the actor only accepts roles in shitty movies because they allow him to push the boundaries of his craft.
When I left Canada I had a "See You Fuckers Later" party. If I failed in LA it would be the ego bruise of the century.
Jones brings her fearless style to one of the most coveted roles in theater today, as a former drag queen and Hedwig's lover.
Every week I'd dress up as a mad scientist and entertain children with lab experiments, like melting a Styrofoam cup with nail polish remover. As embarrassing as it was, it made me feel important.
Not very much about cars, but a lot about our carnivorous appetite for same-y Hollywood sequels.
Steven Spielberg's decision to cast Lawrence as his first female lead in 30 years is one riddled with significance.
For $150 and the cost of parking, I agreed to be tickled on camera in a hotel room in Burbank, California, for a subscription fetish site.