Movies

Wow, tough call by Angelina Jolies:

My doctors estimated that I had an 87 percent risk of breast cancer and a 50 percent risk of ovarian cancer, although the risk is different in the case of each woman.

Hey, here's the movie we've all been waiting for, huh?

Before she could be on the ballot for 2016, Hillary Clinton might be on the big screen.

OK, I admit it. I'm a sucker for super heroes. "Man of Steel," the new Superman movie coming out in June, seems worth a try:

I didn't care much for Roger Ebert in his latter years, after he became just another mouthy liberal gasbag substituting fashional attitudes for real thought. I mean, jeez, he called first daughter Barbara Bush an "ignorant yob" and endlessly praised Michael Moore's despicable "Bowling for Columbine."

Good lord:

So, Clint Eastwood does a Super Bowl ad that seems to support President Obama and the auto bailout, and conservatives call him a traitor. Then he does his "empty chair" act at the GOP convention, and they love him again. Then he is identified as one of the 100 Republicans signing a friend-of-the-court brief in favor of gay marriage, and he's on the naughty list again. And the lesson is:

Aren't we lucky to have such smart movie stars?

Django Unchained and Titanic star Leonardo DiCaprio says he is planning to take a significant break from filming and concentrate on his environmental campaigning.

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"I would like to improve the world a bit. I will fly around the world doing good for the environment,'' added DiCaprio, in comments published in German.

What First Familes Eat on Christmas. George Washington set a standard that's seldom been equalled:

It's not often a single review can make me want to see a movie I previously had no interest in, but this critique of "Zero Dark Thirty" by Reason magazine's Kurt Loder does:

Researchers once again discover the obvious:

Daily experience suggests that non-romantic friendships between males and females are not only possible, but common—men and women live, work, and play side-by-side, and generally seem to be able to avoid spontaneously sleeping together. However, the possibility remains that this apparently platonic coexistence is merely a façade, an elaborate dance covering up countless sexual impulses bubbling just beneath the surface.