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15 Famous Cuban-Americans

Just 90 miles away from the United States, there are plenty of cross-cultural influences between the US and Cuba - despite political differences. Take a look at 15 famous Cuban-Americans whose heritage might surprise you

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Watch Cameron Diaz Rap About Being Home for the Holidays on SNL

3 highlights from the episode that featured Bruno Mars and Mark Ronson as musical guests

Cameron Diaz didn’t just promote the upcoming Annie remake when she hosted Saturday Night Live this weekend, she also brought a little taste of the movie (which hits theaters in December before Christmas) to the episode that featured Bruno Mars and Mark Ronson as musical guests.

In the above clip, “Back Home Ballers,” Aidy Bryant (aka Lil’ Baby Aidy) and her crew follow up “(Do It On My) Twin Bed” with a rap song about traveling home for the holidays and enjoying a lazy Sunday or two in the company of mom and dad. Diaz tests out her rapping ability, but it’s Leslie Jones’ verse about bowls (yes, bowls) that is the true scene-stealer. Here are two other highlights:

“New Annie”: Jones continues to make it clear why she was upgraded from the writers’ room to the SNL stage with a hilarious twist on the upcoming Annie movie (that finds Diaz previewing her take on Miss Hannigan).

“Capitol Hill Cold Open”: SNL pokes fun at President Obama’s executive orders habit with a Schoolhouse Rock parody starring Kenan Thompson as a bill that apparently can’t get no respect.

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Sia and Beck Team Up for the Annie Soundtrack With ‘Moonquake Lake’


The singers collaborate on a kid-friendly tune

The soundtrack to the forthcoming remake of Annie is out today, a month ahead of the movie’s holiday season premiere date. A blend of covers from the original 1977 Broadway musical and new tracks penned just for the remake, the soundtrack heavily features the film’s stars: Jamie Foxx, Quvenzhané Wallis, and Cameron Diaz. But Sia’s fingerprints are all over the album, too. The “Chandelier” singer co-wrote new arrangements, lent her voice to classics like “You’re Never Fully Dressed Without a Smile,” and paired up with Beck for this original tune, “Moonquake Lake.”

The upbeat track is more in the wheelhouse of pint-sized moviegoers than adult fans of either of its singers. In a melody fitting for a little heroine, it tells the fantastical tale of a fish-like girl who came from the moon, “ready to fight.” It’s got island vibes — plus, Sia makes what some may call a questionable decision, given frequent debates about cultural appropriation, to take on what sounds like a Caribbean accent.

Regardless, the track is likely to get Annie fans and newbies alike excited for the remake, which premieres on Dec. 19.

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REVIEW: Don’t Dare Watch This Sex Tape

Cameron Diaz;Jason Segel
Claire Folger—© 2013 CTMG, Inc.

As a married couple trying to revive their love life, Cameron Diaz and Jason Segel prove that the homemade porn industry may be thriving, but the romantic comedy is nearly extinct

With her blond good looks, her knowing cheer, and a smile that spreads across her face like an earthquake’s fault line, Cameron Diaz is a natural for romantic comedy. In her new, R-rated Sex Tape, she plays Annie, wife of Jason Segel’s Jay, and 10 years after they fell in love, she finds that their routine of work and parenthood has sapped the erotic ecstasy they once felt just by staring at each other. On her chatty blog, she asks, “How the hell do you get it back?”

You might pose the same question about the rom-com; these are perilous times for one of Hollywood’s richest and most reliable genres. Maybe modern culture is the culprit. The old trope of boy meets girl, boy loses girl, boy gets girl — a love story promising permanence — seems utterly out of sync with an age when boy and girl meet online, hook up in college, never need marry and, if they do, have a 50% chance of getting a no-fault divorce. Or perhaps we should blame bromance: the bonding of man to man has nearly replaced the guy-gal model.

(READ: Mary Pols on Cameron Diaz and Jason Segel in Bad Teacher)

Whatever the reason, no period in film history has been so rich in actresses primed to play romantic comedy and so poor in the quality of the movies they have to make. Veteran beguilers like Julia Roberts, Sandra Bullock and Diaz, and more recent stars like Jennifer Lopez, Reese Witherspoon, Katherine Heigl, Kate Hudson, Amy Adams, Elizabeth Banks and Emma Stone all boast deft line-reading skills and high adorability quotients, yet most of their rom-coms stink. The only reason not to write a learned essay on the topic is that’s it’s too depressing.

Grant the makers of Sex Tape — Segel and cowriters Nicholas Stoller and Kate Angelo working with director Jake Kasdan — their worthy attempt to update the traditional romantic comedy while adhering to the genre’s verities. Annie and Jay, whose love has deteriorated into rote endearments pronounced on the fly between more pressing duties, seize a rare night alone together without their two kids to rekindle the spark by performing all possible positions illustrated in Alex Comfort’s 1972 manual The Joy of Sex. They work away at it for three hours — apparently Jay has impressive powers of recuperation — and have a great, refreshing time. Small oops: Jay accidentally uploaded their improvised exertions to the cloud, for easy viewing by the many friends, relatives and acquaintances to whom he’s given an iPad.

(FIND: Alex Comfort’s The Joy of Sex on the all-TIME 100 Nonfiction Books list)

Ignore for the moment that Apple says this simply can’t happen, and consider the change in popular mores since 1995, when Pamela Anderson and Tommy Lee’s explicit tryst on a yacht stoked a sensation on something called VHS. (The very phrase “sex tape” is an endearing anachronism.) These days everybody’s doing it, recording it and uploading it. Nude selfies abound, and YouPorn is, according to one recent survey, the 83rd most popular website in the world, just slightly ahead of Time.com. For some people, like Paris Hilton, a sex tape is a career move; for others, like Anthony Weiner, a nude selfie is a career-ender. Annie, who is this close to securing a big payoff for her blog from a children’s toy conglomerate, would be in the latter category. She and Jay must suppress their video triumph.

Banks and Seth Rogen traveled a similar route as a nice couple who go down and dirty in Kevin Smith’s bumpily agreeable 2008 comedy Zack and Miri Make a Porno. There, both stars seemed willing, accomplished participants. In Sex Tape, Diaz fulfills her side of the bargain, miming radiance or desperation at the appropriate times, as if she were in a pretty good movie. Not so Segel, who in Forgetting Sarah Marshall and The Five-Year Engagement displayed the charm of an engaging galoot. This time he often speaks his lines — and remember, they’re lines he helped write — with the disheartened, robotoid elocution of a prisoner in an al Qaeda video.

(READ: Corliss’s review of Zach and Miri Make a Porno)

He has our sympathy, since halfway into the film he’s being chased around a mansion by a ravenous German Shepherd. The swank digs belong to Hank Rosenbaum (Rob Lowe), CEO of the company that may buy Annie’s blog. At the office Hank is a dewy, bespectacled John Green type; at home he shows Annie his bizarre tattoos, the collection of paintings he’s commissioned — with himself as, for example, Rafiki in The Lion King — and his stash of cocaine. While Annie is talking and toking, Jay is in a death match with that vicious canine. It’s a scene from a worse movie than Sex Tape has been, but not as awful as Sex Tape will become in its endless and implausible third act.

Rob Corddry and the appealing Ellie Kemper (Erin Hannon on The Office) play the mandatory neighbor couple, and young Harrison Holzer nails the role of their snooty, scheming son. Lowe, who survived his own sex-tape scandal a generation ago and looks not a day older, lends a sweet derangement to the movie just as it’s going massively stupid: preposterous yet boring. Sex Tape doesn’t fall off the cliff of competence so much as it executes a slow, agonized mudslide of failed intentions. Your watch tells you that the film lasts 95 minutes; your sinking spirit says it’s at least as long as Jay and Annie’s porn epic — without the redeeming prurient interest. It’s a sex comedy about love. And that’s the oddest element of this latest demonstration that the romantic comedy is a fatally endangered species.

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Watch Cameron Diaz, Kate Upton and Leslie Mann Behind the Scenes of The Other Woman

What "the lawyer, the wife, and the boobs" got up to on set

The Other Woman, starring Cameron Diaz, Leslie Mann and Kate Upton, made $24.7 million in its opening weekend, despite unimpressed critic reviews. But just because it might not be not Oscar material doesn’t mean it’s not entertaining to watch the three women interact.

Watch the video above for a behind-the-scenes look at the making of the movie.

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Late Night Highlight: Jimmy Fallon and Cameron Diaz Photobomb Tourists

Visitors to the Rockefeller Center got a surprise in their souvenir photographs.

Jimmy Fallon and guest Cameron Diaz had some fun with Rockefeller Center visitors this week by hiding out on the observation deck and jumping in the background of their photos.

Diaz was with Fallon once again to promote her new movie, The Other Woman, also starring Leslie Mann and swimsuit model Kate Upton.

Check out the best of their photobombs in the video above.


Despite Dank Reviews, The Other Woman Rules Box Office

The No. 1 position goes to revenge comedy The Other Woman, starring Cameron Diaz, Leslie Mann and Kate Upton, which raked in $24.7 million on opening weekend and beat Captain America even though it has a low positive rating on Rotten Tomatoes

There’s a new reigning box office champion in town. Revenge comedy The Other Woman knocked down Captain America: The Winter Soldier after the Marvel action flick’s three weeks at the top, as the appeal of co-stars Cameron Diaz, Leslie Mann and Kate Upton managed to rake in $24.7 million in its opening weekend. The Other Woman’s audience was reportedly 75 percent women, faring more than adequately despite receiving a paltry 25 percent positive rating on Rotten Tomatoes. Captain America’s $16 million this week was good enough for second place, while Heaven is for Real placed third at $13 million. Rio 2‘s $13 million and Brick Mansion‘s $9 million round out the top five.

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Late Night Highlight: Leslie Mann And Cameron Diaz Prank Kate Upton

They had some fun with the supermodel while working on The Other Woman

Cameron Diaz and Leslie Mann stopped by Late Night With Seth Meyers Thursday to talk about their upcoming movie, The Other Woman. Believe it or not, when they were working on the movie, the only one who didn’t want to party was 21-year-old supermodel Kate Upton!

So, when Upton fell asleep on a plane, Diaz and Mann had to have some fun.

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REVIEW: In The Other Woman, Sisterhood Is Silly

Barry Wetcher—© 2013 Twentieth Century Fox

Cameron Diaz, Leslie Mann and swimsuit fetish Kate Upton flail away in this mostly annoying female revenge comedy

One tipoff to the desperation level in any romantic comedy: dogs. If the movie’s makers are flailing for laughs, they often summon some poor pooch to register reaction shots at the purported merriment. See? Cause it’s funny!

Melissa J. Stack and Nick Cassavetes, the writer and the director of The Other Woman, must have felt especially unconfident about their human characters, because they went whole hog (well, whole dog) with a Great Dane in the custody of Kate King, the wronged spouse played by Leslie Mann. When Kate visits the SoHo pad of her husband’s mistress, chic attorney Carly Whitten (Cameron Diaz), the beast unloads a few giant turds on Carly’s gleaming floor. Later, in a cramped sports car, it whiplashes Carly’s face with its very public private parts.

The female revenge comedy is as old as Lysistrata (411 B.C.) and, in movies, as fitfully popular as 9 to 5 (1980) and The First Wives Club (1996). So no one begrudges the racy, PG-13 rated The Other Woman for offering its comeuppance scenario against Kate’s serial philanderer husband Mark. Played by Game of Thrones’ Nikolaj Coster-Waldau as a kind of Aaron Eckhart 2.0, with equal parts charm and sleaze, he seems like Carly’s Mr. Right: thoughtful and generous as he pours on the love syrup. Even if he’s too good to be true, Carly says with a CinemaScope smile, “I just want to stay in the bubble, just a little while longer.” But the bubble bursts when Mark skips out on a date, citing drainage problems at his suburban home. Carly shows up in sexy plumber’s gear like the sexiest Strippergram, and finds Kate.

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Comicplications ensue, a few involving the Great Dane, and build when the two women learn that Mark is sampling yet another side dish, the buxom Amber (Sports Illustrated swimsuit cover girl Kate Upton), vacationing with him on a Miami beach. “You smell amazing — what is that?” Kate marvels, despite herself. Amber: “I think it’s just sweat.” The mandatory trio of women — one smart, one frumpy, one sexy, like Jane Fonda, Lily Tomlin and Dolly Parton in 9 to 5, or Diane Keaton, Bette Midler and Goldie Hawn in The First Wives Club — may now officially convene. In Carly’s succinct phrase: “The lawyer, the wife and the boobs.”

We know Carly’s the brains: diplomas from Cornell and Columbia are prominently displayed in her office. And Kate is, for most of the movie, a screeching idiot — not just because she’s prone to self-flagellation (“I feel that I have to go to Brain Camp”) and panic attacks in the lobby of Carly’s law firm (“Does this window open?“) but because she repeats each of these lines about a half-dozen times. Looking far finer than she usually does in her husband Judd Apatow’s comedies, but channeling a few of Kristen Wiig’s most grating Saturday Night Live characters — say, a sour mixture of Gilly, Dooneese and Sexy Shana — Mann gives either a fearless reading of poor Kate or an unrelentingly shrill one.

(READ: Mary Pols on Kristen Wiig and Judd Apatow’s Bridesmaids)

The two stars are meant to provide comic counterpoint — Mann whining, “I’m sad,” and Diaz snapping, “Then cry on the inside, like a man” — but they often give the impression of appearing simultaneously in different movies. Diaz, 41, who’s been playing the sensible, likable siren for half her life (since The Mask in 1994) handles the badinage as if she’s in an upmarket romp with a three-digit IQ. It’s left to Mann, 42, to drag Diaz into the clumsy farce gags, as when she shoves her out of a second-story window or pretends Diaz’s legs are her own after they stumble into some shrubbery.

The same bifurcation applies to the supporting male characters: Don Johnson as Carly’s five-time-divorced dad — the last time from one of his daughter’s sorority sisters — and Taylor Kinney (Chicago Fire) as Kate’s impossibly sweet and handsome brother. Kinney’s only function is to give Diaz an eventual dreamboat mate, as Coster-Waldau’s is to be ritually humiliated, the way every cheating skunk should. The estrogen and hair-removal supplements that Kate has been putting in Mark’s morning health drink have given him prominent nipples and a patch of baldness — embarrassments that somehow disappear before his tryst with Amber. His final unmanning, complete with broken nose, is served up at Carly’s office by the now-empowered female trio.

(READ: Richard Schickel on Cameron Diaz in What Happens in Vegas)

And yet, all three women are less watchable and amusing that Nicki Minaj as Carly’s legal assistant Lydia. Here’s someone who enjoys a job she doesn’t feel the need to excel in — “It’s like having a hobby that pays well” — and dispenses the working-girl wisdom that “Selfish people live longer.” In her first onscreen movie role (after voice work in Ice Age: Continental Drift), the rapper proves herself star material. Utterly relaxed, she delivers her lines in a silky or growly tone and represents the note of skepticism that The Other Woman could use more of.

Instead, Minaj disappears while the film goes away, and awry, with the lawyer, the wife and the boobs. Also, the dog.

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