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HitFix covers everything you need to know about Monuments Men
4 Feb 2014
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Today we have news on the Poltergeist remake, a possible casting for Lex Luthor in Batman Vs Superman, and more!
14 Aug 2013
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John Goodman & Bob Balaban also disucss the surprising snow storm while filming the battle of the bulge.
5 Feb 2014
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While filming his upcoming movie, "Monuments Men," George thought it would be funny to make Matt feel fat. You know, Matt Damn, the world famous actor.
17 Jan 2014
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Find out how Stacy Keibler is handling her recent split with George Clooney.
16 Jul 2013
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Matt Damon also talks about his expectations for 'Interstellar'
30 Jan 2014
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Anne Bradstreet - Contemplations - Read by Kate Reading Contemplations by Anne Bradstreet (1612-1672) Some time now past in the Autumnal Tide, When Phoebus wanted but one hour to bed, The trees all richly clad, yet void of pride, Were gilded o'er by his rich golden head. Their leaves and fruits seem'd painted, but was true Of green, of red, of yellow, mixed hue, Rapt were my senses at this delectable view. I wist not what to wish, yet sure, thought I, If so much excellence abide below, How excellent is He that dwells on high! Whose power and beauty by his works we know; Sure he is goodness, wisdom, glory, light, That hath this underworld so richly dight: More Heaven than Earth was here, no winter and no night. Then on a stately oak I cast mine eye, Whose ruffling top the clouds seem'd to aspire; How long since thou wast in thine infancy? Thy strength, and stature, more thy years admire; Hath hundred winters past since thou wast born, Or thousand since thou breakest thy shell of horn? If so, all these as naught Eternity doth scorn. Then higher on the glistering Sun I gaz'd, Whose beams was shaded by the leafy tree; The more I look'd, the more I grew amaz'd, And softly said, what glory's like to thee? Soul of this world, this Universe's eye, No wonder, some made thee a Deity: Had I not better known (alas), the same had I. Thou as a bridegroom from thy chamber rushes, And, as a strong man, joys to run a race; The morn doth usher thee, with smiles and blushes, The Earth reflects her glances in thy face. Birds, insects, animals with vegetive, Thy heart from death and dulness doth revive: And in the darksome womb of fruitful nature dive. Thy swift annual, and diurnal course, Thy daily straight, and yearly oblique path, Thy pleasing fervor, and thy scorching force, All mortals here the feeling knowledge hath. Thy presence makes it day, thy absence night, Quaternal Seasons caused by thy might: Hail creature, full of sweetness, beauty and delight. Art thou so full of glory, that no eye Hath strength, thy shining rays once to behold? And is thy splendid throne erect so high, As to approach it, can no earthly mould? How full of glory then must thy Creator be, Who gave this bright light lustre unto thee! Admir'd, ador'd forever, be that Majesty.... I heard the merry grasshopper then sing, The black-clad cricket bear a second part, They kept one tune, and played on the same string, Seeming to glory in their little art. Shall creatures abject thus their voices raise? And in their kind resound their Maker's praise: Whilst I, as mute, can warble forth no higher lays.... When I behold the heavens as in their prime, And then the earth (though old) still clad in green, The stones and trees, insensible of time, Nor age nor wrinkle on their front are seen; If winter come, and greenness then do fade, A Spring returns, and they more youthful made; But Man grows old, lies down, remains where once he's laid. By birth more noble than those creatures all, Yet seems by nature and by custom curs'd, No sooner born, but grief and care makes fall That state obliterate he had at first: Nor youth, nor strength, nor wisdom spring again, Nor habitations long their names retain, But in oblivion to the final day remain.... O Time, the fatal wrack of mortal things, That draws oblivion's curtains over kings, Their sumptuous monuments, men know them not, Their names without a record are forgot, Their parts, their ports, their pomp's all laid in th' dust, Nor wit nor gold, nor buildings 'scape time's rust; But he whose name is grav'd in the white stone Shall last and shine when all of these are gone.
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Synopsis: In 1959 the Lodge family leads a quiet life in Suburbicon. The seemingly perfect suburban community: cheap houses, everything well maintained and a peaceful environment. But Suburbicon is not as idyllic as it seems and under its quiet streets hides a reality that the father of the family, Gardner Lodge will have to face. Violence, deceptions, betrayals ... and very bad decisions. Directed by George Clooney (Monuments men, The Ides of March) and has a script by Joel and Ethan Coen (Ave Caesar !, About Llewyn Davis). In the cast is Matt Damon (Mars), Oscar Isaac (X-Men: Apocalypse), Julianne Moore (The Seventh Son),
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Synopsis: In 1959 the Lodge family leads a quiet life in Suburbicon. The seemingly perfect suburban community: cheap houses, everything well maintained and a peaceful environment. But Suburbicon is not as idyllic as it seems and under its quiet streets hides a reality that the father of the family, Gardner Lodge will have to face. Violence, deceptions, betrayals ... and very bad decisions. Directed by George Clooney (Monuments men, The Ides of March) and has a script by Joel and Ethan Coen (Ave Caesar !, About Llewyn Davis). In the cast is Matt Damon (Mars), Oscar Isaac (X-Men: Apocalypse), Julianne Moore (The Seventh Son),
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