Damn, Monica Belluci always gets the best costumes.

Doesn't she just.

Were-rabbits like carrots.

Yay!

Damn, Monica Belluci always gets the best costumes.

Hell, Monica Belluci doesn't NEED a costume to have the best costume. She could be naked, and be the best dressed person around.

And now I'm going to my happy place.

Interesting observation from the Voice review of Broken Flowers:

After this and The Life Aquatic, Murray is a case study in the Kuleshov effect: Some may see a soulful master class in subliminal melancholy; others will watch him coast on the depressive-midlifer autopilot he programmed for Wes Anderson. At least the somber stillness of his visage is a matter of choice, which can't be said for a couple of the female performers here, who don the plastic surgeon's ghoulish mask of Botox, collagen, eye lifts, and cheekbone implants. As Bill Murray—whose doughy, timeworn features can be a film's subject and motor—plays opposite beautiful actresses who've peeled, ironed, and sanded away the histories inscribed on their faces, Broken Flowers inadvertently provides a handy case study of a Hollywood double standard, one so pervasive it can even encroach upon a film by the most beloved and trusty of true-blue independents.

The new Entertainment Weekly makes a similar comment about how former teen idols such as Matt Dillon are aging into middle-age gracefully and with a bit of a paunch ("except for Dennis Quaid, whose six-pack abs remain intact, thank goodness!" to quote the writer). Then they point out that the women are not getting a similar opportunity.

At least the somber stillness of his visage is a matter of choice, which can't be said for a couple of the female performers here, who don the plastic surgeon's ghoulish mask of Botox, collagen, eye lifts, and cheekbone implants.

Feh. All of the women in this film look terrific, and give great performances.

We watched Robin and Marian last night and it was as wonderful as I remembered. It's a lovely exploration of mature love and myth and also lots of fun with a killer cast (Nicol Williamson will break your heart). I hadn't seen it since college, and remember being impressed with the way the film makes the romance and the sexual tension real between the "old" leads. Last night I realized Sean Connery was 45 and Audrey Hepburn 46 when they made the film...younger than I am right now. Yikes!

All of the women in this film look terrific

Do they look their natural ages?

From Wizard News:

Ralph Fiennes on Lord Voldemort

Ralph Fiennes, who plays Voldemort in the upcoming Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, says he's committed to appear in Order of the Phoenix, which starts shooting in January. Of course, the question is whether Fiennes will stick around for the last movie, assuming that Voldemort will play an even bigger role in the finale.

I just finished reading GoF last week and... there was not that much Voldermort, at least less than what I expected. At least, we won't get to see Fiennes's actual face as such, as he'll probably be covered in layers of prosthetics. What a pity.

While we're on the subject of Fiennes, I just came across the trailer for his next movie, Constant Gardener. It looks rather good.

I thought so too, Vonnie.