LE DOMAINE BLEU

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ca fait longtemps que je suis pas venu, je savais meme pas qu'ils divorcaient..c'est quoi qui s'est passé???

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Il est dont ben laid son profil à JLO sur cette photo?.... elle a pas ce nez là me semble!

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Là les deux premières je les reconnais pas, y a Clint Eastwood, Brittany Murphy et Ben Affleck..

La première ca ne serait pas Julia Stiles?

Par contre la petite fille, aucune idée!

D'autres photos d'Annie Leibovitz
C'est un genre d'hommage aux Films Noirs, et il y a une histoire pour chaque photo.

Like any private eye worth his money clip, Oscar Slade (Bruce Willis) is not a talkative man, especially when he's in the company of his junior partner, Dan O'Bannion (Ben Affleck), and their young protégé, Jimmy (Tobey Maguire). But this night is different. Oscar's got something on his mind.



Detective James Archer (Alec Baldwin), of the L.A.P.D. homicide squad, hears out the soliloquy of surprise informant Muriel Slade (Jennifer Connelly), twin sister of the murdered man. Her story holds together very well—too well, in fact. Beat cop Mack Shaughnessy (Aaron Eckhart) keeps a grip on his stick, just in case her tale starts making even more sense.



Who says money can't buy happiness? It had certainly better, especially when a cocktail in this establishment costs upwards of three clams. Torch singer June Holliday (Jennifer Hudson) warms up her pipes with "My Man (Is No Longer Around)" for a roomful of Toluca Lake swells (from left: Jessica Biel, Patrick Wilson, Kerry Washington, Adam Beach, Amy Adams, and Derek Luke), none of whom has a motive in the slaying of Oscar Slade, which is exactly what makes them suspicious. The only one seemingly not enjoying himself this evening is Confidential photographer Sam Brady (James McAvoy), but he revels in misery, which means he's content in his own way. Is that cigarette girl (Evan Rachel Wood) really a cigarette girl? Are her intentions as dark as those chocolates?

Champ turned trainer Mike "Tiny" Galento (Sylvester Stallone) has taught Sugar Foot Robinson (Djimon Hounsou) the true meaning of boxing: when they tell you to take out your opponent in the fourth, you take him out in the fourth, and you don't ask questions—got it? Bootlegger turned trainer Magic Pete (Forest Whitaker) has similarly instructed his fighter, School Boy Simmons (Robert Downey Jr.), that the only sweet thing about "the sweet science" is the wad of bills they hand you during the post-fight rubdown. Tonight's wad will be fat indeed. The lady in red (Jessica Biel) doesn't mind if you take a dive, so long as you can keep her neck in chinchilla. Private eye Jimmy (Tobey Maguire) has made the scene because he knows Oscar placed a not-so-friendly wager on tonight's entertainment. He knows something else too: dead men don't collect their winnings.



When a big-time gambler like Oscar Slade ends up dead (and therefore unable to pay off his racetrack debts), a big-time dealer in Thoroughbred flesh like James O'Hanlon (Peter O'Toole) gets suspicious. And when O'Hanlon gets suspicious, the first name that comes to his mind is Lydeker—a family known not only for its lemon trees, but also for its distressingly beautiful female scions. O'Hanlon trembles to think of what he might do if he were to get within striking distance of that kind of horse flesh. Oh yes, he knows a thing or two about breeding, he does … Luckily for Rebecca Lydeker (Naomi Watts), Laura's older sister, she developed an expertise in keeping herself hidden, at the girls' boarding academy she attended not so long ago: Stay real quiet-like … and very still … Don't even breathe. (Is that the rustle of a skirt, or just the Santa Ana winds?) And once the prefect is gone, a girl is free to resume her nocturnal mischief without interruption.



Cue swirling, maddening violins. Tilda Lydeker (Helen Mirren), aunt to Laura and Rebecca Lydeker, paramour to three-fourths of Beverly Hills circa 1929, and the brains behind the city's third-largest citrus fortune, must drive, and she must drive fast. She knows just how lemonade is made in this town, and she knows Oscar learned the tricks of her trade all too well, and she knows how it all went sour. Oscar may have been just some low-life private dick, and he may have been too free with his fists, but sometimes a woman needs a man who's man enough to remind her that she's a woman—that is, if she's woman enough to take it. And Tilda could take it. Oh, how she could take it. She took it, and she took it, and she took it again. And then once more for laughs.

Along for the ride is Tilda's older half-sister, Alma (Judi Dench), issue of their father's youthful dalliance—or was it something more sinister?—with the beautiful daughter of migrant citrus pickers. They say Alma's "slow," but, like her half-sister, when it comes to trouble she's awfully swift on the pickup.

For most of L.A., it's morning. For those here, it will always be last night. Jimmy (Tobey Maguire) searches the piano keys for a melody that will make sense of it all. The youngest Lydeker, Lydia (Jessica Alba), may be willing to carry his tune, but Ethel Barringsley (Diane Lane) listens without hearing a note. She hasn't been the same since Oscar died, and her husband, Robert Barringsley (James Franco), hasn't been the same since she hasn't been the same. Behind Daddy's bookshelves, Laura Lydeker (Kirsten Dunst) finds herself almost fully recovered from her amnesia, but the young lemon heiress wishes she could forget what she's seen all over again. School Boy Simmons (Robert Downey Jr.), now a wealthy ex-prizefighter, has helped her through her darkest hours. Speaking of which, what did happen last night? Shouldn't Aunt Tilda have slunk in by now, the usual cheap aftershave on her breath?



Is this a flashback, or did the projectionist mix up the reels? Even the director can't be sure. Back at the Hotel La Brea, undercover cop Minsky (Kate Winslet) would like a word with Tilda (Helen Mirren), but if not, the flatfoot femme is more than happy to let her lady pistol do the talking for both of them. And when her pistol starts talking … well, like a lot of ladies, it's hard to shut up.



… the face of this man (Jack Nicholson), who kills for love, or money, or some combination of the two. Or maybe it's just for kicks. Wherever people try to make themselves into something good and decent, wherever a man tries to make that one last score, wherever a woman feels like yielding to a fellow, he is there. In a town where the law is kill or be killed, die or die later, he is always watching, always waiting for his chance, and revealing himself only in the final reel, with the City of So-Called Angels spreading below him like a still-warm bloodslick.

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Va plus vers son nom complet

je suis bloquée pour le 'do'... je ne dois pas assez connaître la légende...

Moumousse a écrit : [...]



Bien oui toi! JAmes DOuglas MOrrison. C'est super!

merci Moumousse!!

loft_great a écrit : Lindsay Lohan and Samantha Ronson

Vite de même,je pensais que Samantha se soulagait sur le mur

pouahahahahahah!!

elle pisse debout comme un vrai homme!

loft_great a écrit : Nikki Cox

pourquoi??????

bébérequin a écrit : [...]

Samantha a plus de classe que le prince William

pouahahahahahaha!!

je viens de m'imaginer la 'cigarette' de Samantha

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Hoonnn... un trou d'paille !

pouahahahahahahahahah!!

Mikaela a écrit : [...]


ca fait longtemps que je suis pas venu, je savais meme pas qu'ils divorcaient..c'est quoi qui s'est passé???

en fait, ils vont divorcer le 14 février...

TAG!!!

je ne les citerai pas, mais j'adore les dernière photos que Julondon a postées!

Bonne journée les bitches!

je voudrais aussi prendre l'occasion de péter un peu de broue à Olivia et mentionner que je suis allé voir le match Canadiens-Maple Leafs hier soir au Centre Bell... et que j'étais assise à côté de mon chum

et j'ai pas encore réussi à différencier les frères Kostitsyn, ni à déterminer lequel est le plus laid, malgré les gros plans sur le tableau indicateur géant

loft_great a écrit : Amy Winehouse'

Ouf deux soutiens gorge

loft_great a écrit : Heidi Montag et Spencer Pratt

Heidi Montag shows off her new Chanel-logo fingernails after shopping at the Chanel boutique in Beverly Hills on Wednesday

J'en veux dixeeeeeeeuuuuuhhhhh

loft_great a écrit : Nikki Cox

Et maintenant dis OOOOOOOOOOOOO

Olive la Madame de Popeye

Merçi aux reporters photo

Bonne journée Bitches