Mary-Kate Olsen has refused to divulge in details of Heath Ledger’s death after it emerged she was linked to the incident.
The fashionista’s masseuse who discovered Ledger's dead body in his New York apartment in January had reportedly phoned Olsen in California a number of times before contacting emergency services.
The New York Police Department eventually decided not to question the 21-year-old, and as a result, Olsen has never explained the nature of her relationship with the Australian actor.
And in Elle magazine, Olsen continues her reign of silence regarding the late star.
When asked about Ledger, she replied: "I'm not going to comment on that, I won't give you a word about that in the nicest way possible. Let's move on."
Toxicology results released in February revealed Ledger, 28, was killed by an accidental overdose of prescribed medications.
Thursday, 5 June 2008
Madden's ex wishes him well with Hilton
Actress Sophie Monk has dismissed rumours that rocker Benji Madden dumped her to start a relationship with socialite Paris Hilton.
Monk told Australian newspaper Herald Sun that her break-up with Madden was amicable and that she wished him well for the future.
Monk reportedly said: "Let me make this as plain as possible - Benji did not leave me for Paris Hilton."
"Benji and I did not break up badly or anything like that. We both decided, as adults, our relationship had run its course and decided to move on."
She also said: "I feel no animosity towards Benji and Paris at all and am very happy with life at the moment."
Monk told Australian newspaper Herald Sun that her break-up with Madden was amicable and that she wished him well for the future.
Monk reportedly said: "Let me make this as plain as possible - Benji did not leave me for Paris Hilton."
"Benji and I did not break up badly or anything like that. We both decided, as adults, our relationship had run its course and decided to move on."
She also said: "I feel no animosity towards Benji and Paris at all and am very happy with life at the moment."
Beckham gets new six-inch tattoo of Posh
David Beckham has pledged his love to wife Victoria by spending over €3,300 on a new tattoo.
The footballer's new design shows the Spice Girl posing as a naked angel - a copy of his favourite photo of his wife from a Brigitte Bardot-inspired shoot for Pop magazine almost four years ago.
The tattoo, inked onto his left arm, is Beckham's 11th. He already boasts designs bearing his wife and three sons' names.
A source close to the couple told the Mirror newspaper: "They are both thrilled with the result. It's been beautifully done. Victoria was flattered."
Beckham showed off his new tattoo during his visit to Brazil. The footballer is in the country to launch his third soccer academy.
The footballer's new design shows the Spice Girl posing as a naked angel - a copy of his favourite photo of his wife from a Brigitte Bardot-inspired shoot for Pop magazine almost four years ago.
The tattoo, inked onto his left arm, is Beckham's 11th. He already boasts designs bearing his wife and three sons' names.
A source close to the couple told the Mirror newspaper: "They are both thrilled with the result. It's been beautifully done. Victoria was flattered."
Beckham showed off his new tattoo during his visit to Brazil. The footballer is in the country to launch his third soccer academy.
Turn the River - 5/8/2008
A jumpy forger asks an attractive pool hustler acquaintance, "What are you doing in town?" Without missing a beat, she replies, "Trying to get out." It's an apt summary of the entire plot of Turn the River, a stark, barebones genre piece redolent of rosin, racks, and eight balls, where the winning of a hustle bet of $50,000 doesn't signify triumph but escape.
Chris Eigeman makes an impressive debut as writer/director of Turn the River, ably abetted by an intense, edgy star turn from Famke Janssen as a pool hustler who wants to grab her abused son away from his weak, alcoholic father and get the hell out of town fast.
Eigeman's grainy and rank 16mm-to-HD infusion captures the scant, fetid tone of broken down pool halls and cracked glass bars infested with third-rate hustlers and frat boys slumming for a hustle. Not as mannered as Scorsese's The Color of Money but more reflecting the squalor of Rossen's The Hustler, Eigeman composes and cuts his shots communicating the anxious desperation of the denizens of these lower depths, picking up men in cheap suits as the hustlers break for a win or a loss -- the style reflecting their souls.
With Eigeman setting the mood, it is at first disconcerting to see Janssen stroll in, looking like a television star trying to look desperate and fit in to the milieu. But it doesn't take long before that idea is dumped. Janssen's Kailey Sullivan is a determined woman, her every movement a single-minded trajectory to rescue her son, Gulley (Jaymie Dornan), from the clutches of remarried, abusive David (Matt Ross) and his dominating, religious crackpot mother Abigail (Lois Smith in full, regal intimidation mode). Janssen is wired and blinded, seeing her ultimate goal to win hustle money fast to pay for fake passports that will take her and Gulley across the Canadian border and away from the generically-named The City. She has no time off for camaraderie and love, just pool. In the pool hall scenes, Kailey is psychotically purposeful in winning the games for the bucks -- there's no lingering love for the aesthetics of pool here. But Kailey softens up in her surreptitious early morning meetings with Gulley, bending to her knees to greet her son, her eyes conveying the emotional undercurrents in this hardened woman.
In these quiet moments, Eigeman relaxes his grip. The conversations between mother and son betray emotional warmth that softens the edges of the murky poolroom scenes. Eigeman also conveys child abuse in a non-exploitative, non-Hollywood way. No dark shadows falling over children, no big-moment confrontations, just a passing glance at Gulley's broken wrist or the scratches on his face -- simply a normal day for Gulley.
We also get a hotwire supporting cast for backup. The old school Chicago Steppenwolf theater contingent is here in force, including the aforementioned Smith along with Terry Kinney as the feral forger with a soft spot for Kailey. Rip Torn lumbers and roars through his role as grumpy Alan, Kailey's mentor, as only Rip Torn can. (When Kailey interrupts Torn during an early morning tryst, he grumbles, "You're making my retirement difficult in many, many ways.")
The only false note in the film is an unnecessary exposition scene of Kailey tearfully explaining to Alan how she got to this point. Janssen tries hard but the scene still remains hackneyed. Then again, after she explains her back story, Kailey proceeds to the back room of the pool hall, collapsing on top of a pool table. The image of Kailey asleep on the green felt, restoring herself for the next game, encapsulates the emotional obsession and force of the film in a single, unvarnished image.
3-ball in the side pocket.
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