But I had to learn a lot because last week I wrote 3 tests ('ZH'). :s I hope each of them was successful. Because of one of these tests I had to miss the last RWS session.
During my Autumnbreak I read a few articles from different editions of Entertainment Weekly which were funny and interesting, and were about famous people (singers, actresses, actors, politics, etc.) and the newest movies, series, books and music (songs and charts). I really like this magazine (EW) because when I first read one issue I laughed a lot and got plenty of new informations (and all of them were in English so I could practise English too:)). Here is a bit foretaste from the articles I have read.:)
The first is about a movie which has piqued my attendance. I will watch this film if I can do it! I think it can be cruel and this film deals with a common problem: violation in the family.
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+ Nearly two years after its inauspicious Sundance premiere, controversial Southern gothic drama Hounddog (otherwise known as ''the Dakota Fanning rape movie'') is finally hitting theaters on Sept. 5. The film — in which Fanning stars as Lewellen, an impoverished, Elvis-obsessed girl violated by a local teenager — left the festival in January 2007 with no distributor and plenty of hits from critics. ''It was painful,'' says writer-director Deborah Kampmeier, who calls that version ''a work in progress. We were rushed to get ready for Sundance. Afterward, I was able to go back in and choose [stronger] takes. Fifty percent of the film is different now.'' Kampmeier also trimmed the rape scene and cut creepy footage in which Lewellen's father (played by David Morse) crawls into bed with her. ''Every single moment needed to support the story,'' Kampmeier says. ''If something wasn't working, then I had to take it out.''
+ Ron Burgundy fans, rejoice! It looks like Will Ferrell and Adam McKay, the brains behind Anchorman, are ready to put sexist, freewheeling newscaster Ron Burgundy back in the anchor chair. McKay tells EW that he and Ferrell have begun work on a sequel that could jump ahead a decade to the '80s. (We can see it now: Ron discovers hair mousse.) DreamWorks says it hasn't yet talked to the duo, but that doesn't mean Ferrell and McKay aren't dreaming up inappropriate new plots. ''The audience will now allow us to do even crazier stuff,'' says McKay, ''and that's really all we're looking for in our careers.'' — Missy Schwartz and Nicole Sperling, with additional reporting by Carrie Bell'
The second movie is about 'Mamma Mia!'. I watched that film in the cinema at the end of last summer and I laughed a lot on the poems of the movie!:D
'It's tempting to say that Mamma Mia! has the worst choreography of any big-screen musical in history, though that would imply that what happens in the film is choreography. The dorky flippered snorkelers who high-step down a sunlit dock to ''Lay All Your Love on Me,'' embarrassing as they are, can at least be accused of dancing. But most of the film's numbers consist of Meryl Streep, her two fello
w feisty broads (Christine Baranski and Julie Walters), and a handful of other actors who can sort of sing cavorting on beaches with happy amateur glee, as if it were the first day of rehearsal and the director, Phyllida Lloyd, had tried to tune everyone into the ecstasies of ABBA by declaring: Let yourself go! Create your own dance steps! Feel the music! The film's lighting isn't much better. The Greek island where Streep's character runs a cozy-shabby hotel looks about as magical as Fort Lauderdale, and Streep has red-rimmed eyes even when she's not weeping with joy. The flat, stark too-brightness exposes that what we're watching is a piece of kitsch so syrupy it's like a lethal overd
ose of baklava.
And yet...there are the songs. If Mamma Mia! didn't have the delectableness of ABBA's music — those percolating disco-pop arias of romance Bubble Wrapped in melancholy — we could toss it onto the trash heap of Hollywood musical follies, right up there with Xanada and Paint Your Wagon. But Mamma Mia! offers a sublime song every five minutes or so (''Money, Money, Money,'' ''Dancing Queen,'' ''Super Trouper''), and it is also, to be fair, far from unaware of its tacky coyness. On stage, the stor
y of a girl who invites her mom's three ex-lovers from 20 years ago to her wedding — all to learn which one is her father — is vapid, but exuberantly vapid. It works as a delivery system for the joy of ABBA's music. The film, with its bland travelogue visuals and big-name mugging actors (Pierce Brosnan, Colin Firth, and Stellan Skarsgård, as the daddy suitors, compete to see who can shed his dignity the fastest — Firth wins by a nose), is too realistic. Lloyd, who directed it on stage, hasn't found an equivalent to the show's stylized sincerity.
Amanda Seyfried is adequately sweet as Sophie, who craves — in addition to a father — a princess wedding. But as Donna, the free-spirite d, second-wave-feminist mom who asks her two gal pals to the event, Streep is trying so hard to get off her pedestal, to play a woman past all glamour, that she declaims every line (even when she's croak-singing), like a sailor on a bender. I never thought I'd see a film in which blowsy Christine Baranski is the most restrained person on screen. Yet let's give Mamma Mia! credit: It's bad in so many ways, yet you can't say that these ladies lack spunk. Their what-the-hell moxie lights up the first girl-power musical to target girls over 50. (And just wait until Pierce Brosnan warbles ''S.O.S.'' You'll laugh. And then you'll be charmed.) I won't really defend Mamma Mia!, but I will recommend how to watch it: Just stop rolling your eyes and listen.'
I looked for interesting books on Google Books and I found some interesting books I'm interested in.:) I like Nora Roberts's books and I found a lot of books by her!:)
I will write much more about books soon in the next chapter...
I'm going to bed now because I'm so tired and I have to get up early next morning!
Have a good night and a nice day for tomorrow!!:D
