yeah, kat. That's right.

 

But not only at JJ... at this forum I see a lot of this too (not on Leo's thread, but other threads... especially related to models) and it's kinda sad and disappoiting.    That's why now I prefer to stick only on few threads. 

yeah, kat. That's right.

 

But not only at JJ... at this forum I see a lot of this too and it's kinda sad and disappoiting.    That's why now I prefer to stick only on few threads. 

Like I said people can share their opinions in a respectful mannor but when they keep going on and on about someone's looks it says more how they must feel. Because people who are happy in their lives don't feel the need to constantly rip apart someone else. I feel bad for them 

 

yeah, kat. That's right.

 

But not only at JJ... at this forum I see a lot of this too and it's kinda sad and disappoiting.    That's why now I prefer to stick only on few threads. 

Like I said people can share their opinions in a respectful mannor but when they keep going on and on about someone's looks it says more how they must feel. Because people who are happy in their lives don't feel the need to constantly rip apart someone else. I feel bad for them 

 

 

It's true.

I was very sad when I heard about this. What a lost   Love his work so much. 'Titanic' wouldn't be the same without his legendary score

 

 

7 Scenes Made Epic by James Horner, the King of the Movie-Music World

 

Horner, who died Sunday at age 61, will live on in his endlessly memorable scores.

James Horner died Sunday at the age of 61, when a small plane he was piloting crashed north of Santa Barbara. But the Oscar-winning film composer’s work is so ingrained in our cultural memory that he will live on through each percussive trumpet blast and soaring woodwind swell. Before the word became so terribly overused, Horner’s scores defined what it meant for a movie to be epic.

 

Yet he was also endlessly versatile, a dynamic composer who maintained a sure sense of what every scene needed to draw out and amplify its emotions. From Kate Winslet throwing her arms wide open on the bow of the Titanic to the crew of Apollo 13 engineering a space-age solution while gasping for air, Horner’s music was a common element of making a cinematic moment into a memorable icon.

 

(...)

 

Titanic—I’m Flying

Horner won his Oscar for Titanic, and the sheer ubiquity of “My Heart Will Go On” in 1998 is testament to his ability to write music that was both artful and popular. The music in this scene is a play on the main theme paired with a melody that evokes the thistle scene in Braveheart and emulates the thrilling rush of the flight Rose experiences. It’s a romantic, stirring example of Honer’s ability to instill a sense of adventure into his scoring.

 

 

More:

http://www.vanityfair.com/hollywood/2015/06/james-horner-epic-moments

 

So I came across this while reading a book recently and I thought you might all like to have it.
The book is called "Dirty Rocker Boys - by Bobbie Brown"

 

Sexual themes, warning

 

Who better to confide in about my problems than a wide-eyed actor named Leonardo DiCaprio, who had about as much life experience as a Care Bear? “Thing is,” I told him as we chatted at the club, “if you’re not grown-up enough to deal with their ‘musician issues,’ then rock star lovers can send a girl down some very dark and dangerous rabbit holes. You know what I mean?”
Leo did not know what I meant. We were in the VIP lounge at Grand Ville, and he was looking at me like I was insane. I was insane, kind of. The stress of being married to one rock star (Jani Lane), engaged to another (Tommy Lee), and then jilted thanks to my professional rival (Pamela Anderson) had taken a toll. I was tired, jaded, defeated. The speed was playing tricks on my sanity, and my behavior had grown notoriously unpredictable. But how could Leo possibly understand? He was so fresh and upbeat. He looked like he should be drinking milk, not martinis.
For years Leo had been dancing up to me at the clubs, saying how he wanted to make me his girlfriend. I smiled and patted him on the head. How cute. I was seven years his senior and felt like his grandma. I’d never been someone’s G.I.L.F. before. “Do you think it’s too Harold and Maude if I do it with Leo?” I asked Sharise Neil, ex-wife of Mötley Crüe’s Vince Neil, and my sister in pleasure seeking. Sharise raised an eyebrow and shrugged. At least baby-faced Leo had a grown-up career, I thought. The Basketball Diaries, his breakthrough movie, had come out that year, and he was about to star in Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo + Juliet. If I hooked up with Leo, who was younger, cuter, and about to be more famous than Tommy Lee, it would hit Tommy right in the ballsack.
This time, when Leo came dancing up to me, I played along. “Call me, I dare you.” My inner G.I.L.F. was ready to party.
 
UNICORNS AND UNIBROWS
 
I opened my front door, and there he was, wide face, cornflower-blue eyes, big smile. Leo’s hair was pulled back in barrettes and he was wearing a headband. He looked pretty, like a ballerina. I invited him in. “Can I put on some music?” he asked, waving a CD in the air.
“Sure.”

Don’t go chasing waterfalls.
Please stick to the rivers and the lakes that you’re used to.

Leo sat on the floor, eyes closed, singing along. I recognized the song, by that R & B girl band TLC. It was all over the radio. I stood there for a while, watching Leo sing along, wondering what to do next, and what conversation there was to make. There was none. Pokémon? New Kids on the Block? College? “Let’s go to the bedroom.” I said. Leo nodded.
My bed was big and tall, and you had to climb up a small ladder to get to it. “You want to get up there with me, Leo?”
“Okay!”
We started kissing. I pulled his T-shirt over his head, leaving the barrettes in his hair. I unbuttoned his jeans and tugged down on his boxers. What I saw made me gasp. It made no sense. The kid put Tommy Lee to shame. “Wow, Leo, I wasn’t expecting that.” Next to his slim body, his assets were startlingly huge. “Wait, let me turn the light on,” I said. “I’ve got to see this properly.” Yup, even under closer inspection, Leonardo DiCaprio’s crotch was on steroids. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. Ha, wait till Tommy “I’ve got the biggest dick in Hollywood” hears about this, I thought.
“So, Bobbie, do you have any diseases?”
Oh.
The question dropped like ice water on my head. I hadn’t really thought about it. I’d come of age on the Sunset Strip, which was basically a glorified STD factory. No one in the rock scene wore condoms. No one. Had I been tested? Of course not. Nothing seemed too diseased down there, but I hadn’t thought to ask a doctor to check me out. On the Strip, when it came to bodily juices, sharing was caring.
“Also, Bobbie, what about gonorrhea? Have you been tested for that? And when you suck my dick, can you do it with a condom on?” Gah, he’s so PC, I thought.
Truth be told, I could hardly blame Leo for feeling the safe-sex vibe with me. Tommy Lee was one of the biggest man-whore stripper chasers on the Strip. But I had never sucked anyone’s wiener with a condom on it before. Oh well, first time for everything.
Leo rolled a rubber on, lay back, and closed his eyes. My cue to get started. I kissed his belly and drew him close to me. I began to lick and kiss his gargantuan penis. I tried to put it in my mouth. I could barely breathe. My jaw locked; my eyeballs bulged. So I went back to licking it. Unfortunately, the latex tasted like the inside of a balloon, bitter, reminiscent of trips to the dentist. I rode my tongue up and down, trying to ignore the acrid taste, but after a few minutes, I had to stop. The flavor, along with his spectacular girthyness, was making me gag.
“Leo, I’m sorry but this condom tastes terrible. I don’t think I can do it.” Leo pulled me down next to him and kissed me sweetly. “You’re right, that does taste kinda funny.” I pulled him on top of me. His eyes stayed open, gazing into mine. His brow furrowed a little as he eased himself into me. I inhaled sharply—he was . . . titanic.
“Wow, Leo, that’s nice, really nice.” Waves of satisfaction rippled through my body. I pulled Leo deeper into me, as deep as he could go. Revenge was sweeter than I could have imagined. If only Tommy Lee could see me now.
“Wait. Wait a second. Don’t move, Bobbie,” whispered Leo.
“What’s wrong?”
“We need to slow down.”
“Um, okay.”
We were about one minute into the lovemaking. I waited a few beats. I pulled him close again and he squeaked.
“No, no, not yet.”
I looked at Leo’s perfect face as he grimaced, hoping to make it past the two-minute mark. He was a unicorn. Rare, innocent, and horny. Me, on the other hand, I’d been engaged, married, and had given birth. I needed a man, not a man-child.
Ah what’s the point?
“I’m going to get a drink,” I said, pushing him off me, climbing down out of the bed, throwing on a T-shirt. I was mad at him, mad at the whole world. The speed was making me antsy, bitchy, and annoyed with the handsome young golden boy for making me feel like a pedophile. Heading down the stairs, I yelled over my shoulder. “Maybe you should take your socks off next time.” Leo seemed confused. “Okay . . . can you make me a drink too?”
“How about a glass of milk?”
I went downstairs and hung out by myself, watching TV. I just wanted him gone. “Bobbie? Are you coming back?” I heard him call from my bedroom.
“Nah.”
Leo, at his tender age, had yet to learn how to recognize damaged goods. How was he to know he was just one in a series of revenge fucks? A little confused by my behavior, Leo got up, got dressed, and left.
A few months later, I did an interview on the radio in which I mentioned Leo’s extraordinary penis. Leo, apparently, didn’t see the funny side. He sent his best friend Kevin Connolly, who you might have seen on Entourage and in the movie He’s Just Not That Into You, over to talk to me. Kevin was a mutual friend of ours who I talked to on the phone occasionally, and who had also asked me out a few times. Today, though, he was visiting on “official business.”
“Yeah, so Leo heard about that interview you did,” said Kevin. “He’s really pissed off that you would talk about something personal on-air.”
“I’m sorry,” I said, stifling my laughter. I couldn’t imagine Tommy ever getting mad about the world knowing what a huge penis he has. But then, Leo wasn’t a cock-rock musician. For all his playfulness, he was a serious kid. I never heard from him again. Which was fine by me.

That is sad indeed, Jade. He did great soundtracks. 

OMG, I remember to had read fragments of this story a while ago, but not the whole thing.      thanks phenobarbie.

hahhaha thanks for sharing  phenobarbie !!!!

Ohhhh myyy goshhhh that was a great read thank you phenobarbie!!

Like the others the press had only ever released the exerts of some of the main stuff (like hes huge ) but I hadn't read any of the details of them having sex   Damn! Thanks Pheno

 

I remember Bar had once eluded to Leo being huge as well  

 

 

 

I was very sad when I heard about this. What a lost   Love his work so much. 'Titanic' wouldn't be the same without his legendary score

 

RIP

I have to say veeery interesting read phenobarbie. Thx for sharing. Leo the titanic, huh? :brows:

Next to the monkey enclosures?  

 

Former Playboy Bunny Reveals Secrets About Leonardo DiCaprio's Visits To Hefner's Home
 

Leonardo DiCaprio's social life and his love of beautiful women is no secret at all. The slightly more intimate details of it all are less well-known.

DiCaprio, along with Owen Wilson and Colin Farrell, used to be able to go to the Playboy mansion and 'click their fingers' to take their pick of the girls, according to a former Playmate.

Izabella St. James revealed in fellow Playmate Holly Madison's new autobiography the secret desires of Hollywood's biggest names.

"Leonardo, Colin and Owen were the girls' favorites. These boys caused a stir at every party. Leo practically lived at the mansion. I lost count of the times I saw him bundling five or six girls into a limo to take back to his house."
Izabella St. James
Despite Leo having the pick of pretty much any woman in the world, as you can see from his list of girlfriends below, he could never pick just one.

Many girls boasted about how Leo loved to sneak into the grounds and have sex next to the monkey enclosures.
Meanwhile, Wilson was supposedly the best in bed while Farrell enjoyed outside sex.

Owen Wilson had a reputation for being fantastic in bed. I couldn't count the girls who bragged about enjoying group sex sessions with him. One night we watched as [Colin] led a Playmate down to what we call the Greenhouse. He loved to romp outdoors.

 

http://www.theladbible.com/articles/former-playboy-bunny-reveals-secrets-about-leonardo-dicaprio-s-visits-to-hefner-s-home

I'm incredibly late.... but reading this thread I'm just now realizing James Horner died. loved his work!

at this forum I see a lot of this too (not on Leo's thread, but other threads... especially related to models) and it's kinda sad and disappoiting.    That's why now I prefer to stick only on few threads.

Yeah, I noticed this too. I purposely avoid certain threads because of this.

Do You Know Leonardo DiCaprio Is One of the Top Art Collectors ON EARTH?

Last we heard from Leonardo DiCaprio, actor and founding member of the Pussy Posse, he was investing in a mattress company for godknows what reason (sex), and riding CitiBikes around Manhattan with his new model paramour, Kelly Rohrbach, which would seem to suggest that Leo has been having an uncharacteristically lowkey summer. Hm.

How stupid we’d be to believe that.

Recent sightings of Leo may have placed him on a camping trip in Pond Inlet, a predominantly Inuit community in northern Canada near Greenland, and of course there’s no doubt that beard maintenance and vape life have occupied his time. But it turns out that Leo, while putting on the airs of a person who forgot to go home from Coachella, has secretly been up to something bigger this entire time—for years, he’s been in the business of admiring and owning beautiful things. Our man Leo is a world-renowned art-lover.

Each year, ARTnews Magazine publishes the Top 200, a list of two hundred magnificently wealthy people who rank as the world’s top collectors of art. Did you know that, in addition to guaranteeing a decent baseline model percentage at all times, Leo is now also, according to ARTNews Magazine, “one of the world’s most prolific art collectors”?

One of his first major purchases was a Basquiat drawing, and over the years DiCaprio has acquired works by Egon Schiele, Pablo Picasso, Andreas Gursky, Takashi Murakami, Ed Ruscha, Elizabeth Peyton, Sarah Lucas (he bought one of the works in her 2015 Venice Biennale show at the British Pavilion), and other major names.

 

Sound too good to be true? The magazine notes that DiCaprio is “named after Leonardo da Vinci,” which explains it. O.K. So now we know Leonardo “da” Caprio loves art. What kind of art does he collect? Again, from the magazine:

Collecting area: COMICS, CONTEMPORARY ART, FOSSILS, RARE BOOKS

 

Fossils and comics.

Congrats, playboy.

 

 

gawker.com

^ Thanks Pink They are just now becoming aware of something we knew all along. He's been very much into art and comics from childhood. Though it was neat to learn he made this top 200 list of prolific collectors.

When Emelie (Kelly's friend) was in the States... she was around Kelly a lot. LA, NY.... they were around eachother alot. They are self-proclaimed besties. So I got the impression they couldn't go too long without seeing eachother. However, that's not the case because Emelie left the States for some time now and has been doing her seperate thing in various parts of the world.. Sweden, London... And now Italy. However, clearly Kelly chose to spend most of her time with Leo these days. And vice versa, for the time being, it seems Kelly is the one Leo spends most of his time with.

Taylor Schilling talks about her crush on Leo at 1:11:

 

 

 

Drake portrayed Leo in his new music video:

 

https://instagram.com/p/4-QzxODQFS/

Didn't feel like quoting the whole article...

 

Model-Free Leo DiCaprio Donates $15 Million to Environmental Groups
http://defamer.gawker.com/model-free-leo-dicaprio-donates-15-million-to-environm-1717758922

 

 

 

Drake portrayed Leo in his new music video:

 

https://instagram.com/p/4-QzxODQFS/

Thanks, heres the video:

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VSA1RItr9yI

 

Definitely 100% , how Drake impersonated the pics of Leo on halloween, even got the girls costumes down

 

 

I remember Drake replacing and adding lyrics to songs in concerts when Leo was with Rihanna. Though I guess this video really isn't a dig. 

Video of Leo & Kelly dancing at St. Tropez’s VIP Room:

http://brightcove05.brightcove.com/4137224154001/201507/3103/4137224154001_4366360904001_4366311963001.mp4?pubId=4137224154001&videoId=4366311963001