Sean Justin Penn (born August 17, 1960) is an American actor, screenwriter and film director, also known for his left-wing political and social activism (including humanitarian work). He is a two-time Academy Award winner for his roles in Mystic River (2003) and Milk (2008), as well as the recipient of a Golden Globe Award for the former and a Screen Actors Guild Award for the latter.
Penn began his acting career in television with a brief appearance in a 1974 episode of Little House on the Prairie, directed by his father Leo Penn. Following his film debut in 1981's Taps and a diverse range of film roles in the 1980s, Penn emerged as a prominent leading actor with the 1995 drama film Dead Man Walking, for which he earned his first Academy Award nomination and the Best Actor Award at the Berlin Film Festival. Penn received another two Oscar nominations for Sweet and Lowdown (1999) and I Am Sam (2001), before winning his first Academy Award for Best Actor in 2003 for Mystic River and a second one in 2008 for Milk. He has also won a Best Actor Award of the Cannes Film Festival for She's So Lovely (1997), and two Best Actor Awards at the Venice Film Festival for Hurlyburly (1998) and 21 Grams (2003).
Plot
A week in the life of Ben, a powerful Hollywood producer, as he juggles negotiations with a studio head so that his newest picture can open at Cannes in two weeks, with a high-strung director who must make edits to the film, with an actor and his agent because the star has arrived on the set of a new picture with a full beard, and with his most recent ex-wife, Kelly, whom he discovers may have a lover. He also notices that his 17-year old daughter, from another marriage, has probably been crying. What's up? Can Ben keep it all together, get the green light from the studio to go to Cannes, move his new picture past the beard crisis, and maybe return to Kelly's good graces?
Keywords: absent-father, actor, actor-playing-himself, agent, airport, alarm-clock, alcoholic, anger, answering-machine, assistant
In Hollywood, everybody can hear you scream.
If it happened in any other movie you wouldn't believe it!
Qui a dit que le cinéma était une grande famille? (Who said the movies were one big family?)
Admit nothing.
Ben: You're an agent. Delivering bad news is part of your job description.
[first lines]::Ben: Vanity Fair named me as one of the 30 most powerful producers in the business. Power is an elusive term, but in Hollywood it's everything, I don't care what they say, you either have it, want it, or you're afraid of losing it. Where you stand at these things, or who you may be standing next to, may not seem like the most important thing, but it *really* matters.
Scott Solomon: Too bad about Jack, huh?::Ben: That's rare. Usually agents kill others, not themselves.
Ben: [discussion about Bruce Willis] I suppose it took him a long time to grow it, he probably just wants to wait 'til the last minute.::Cal: That's what I thought last week, but after seeing him today, I got the sense this is going to be his "look", it's an artistic-choice...::Ben: The extra weight is too? It can't be.::Cal: It's a feeling.::Ben: Cal, we got the studio to pay him $20 million to be a leading man. For that kind of money there is an expectation.::Cal: They expect a good performance...::Ben: No, no, no no, Cal. For that kind of money they expect millions of menstruating women to want to have intercourse with him. You understand what I'm saying? You want a poster that says "See Santa Run"?
Ben: [with couples therapist] Aren't we going to talk about what we're doing to each other *now*? Why don't we *talk* about what we are doing to each other now.::Kelly: What?::Ben: Why don't we talk about what we are doing to each other *now*?::Kelly: Wha, what. You didn't want to talk about *now* before...::Ben: No, *now*. You know what. *Now*.::Kelly: Yeah, but now *before* was not okay. Why is now *now* okay.::Ben: I don't have any problem with *now*, *you* have a problem with *now*.::Kelly: That is not why we're here.::Ben: That's why, uh. Doctor, is this some classic case of avoidance?
Doctor Randall: [to Ben & Kelly] As we dig deeper and deeper, you're going to feel so good about being apart that you're never going to want to get back together.
Actor: You see, there are so many people out here that I'd rather be eulogizing here today than Jack.
Suit: I'm betting beard...::Ben: What kind of remark is that? People's livelihood are at stake.::Suit: Make a note, a producer with a conscience.
[last lines]::Photo Director: Right, if you could switch with Todd? A little further. A little further. A little bit more. Ah, you're near the "P". Great. Yeah, that's right, on the other side...
Jeremy Brunell: [In the cutting room sanitizing his film, "Fiercely", following a big drunk] I was seven days away from getting a cake, man. All right? A cake for a year sober. Me, a cake. And you and your diabolical bloody naked treachery took that away from me.::Ben: No, that's not true...::Ben: [a short time later] Let me get you a Valium. Just for now. It's not that I don't... But we're on deadline. This is for us, these changes.::Jeremy Brunell: Can I have a couple of Vicodin instead?::Ben: Sure, easy.::Jeremy Brunell: Go get three of them, Ben.::Ben: Three? Coming up.::Ben: [On the phone] Yeah, get me, uh... my office to get three Vicodin and bring them to the cutting room right away.
Plot
The North American anti-terrorist force Team America attacks a group of terrorist in Paris. Later, the leader of the organization, Spottswoode, invites the famous Broadway actor Gary Johnston to join his world police and work undercover in Cairo in a terrorist organization and disclose their plan of destroying the world. The Team America destroy the cell of terrorists, but then the Panama Canal is attacked by the criminals as a payback. Gary feels responsible for the death of many innocents and leaves the counter-terrorism organization. When the leader of North Korea, Kim Jong Il, joins a group of pacifist actors and actresses with the intention of using weapons of massive destruction, the Team America tries to avoid the destruction of the world.
Keywords: 2000s, actor, airplane-accident, altered-version-of-studio-logo, american, anal-sex, animal-attack, anti-arab, arab, arab-stereotype
Putting The "F" Back In Freedom.
Freedom Hangs By A Thread.
Gary Johnston: We're dicks! We're reckless, arrogant, stupid dicks. And the Film Actors Guild are pussies. And Kim Jong Il is an asshole. Pussies don't like dicks, because pussies get fucked by dicks. But dicks also fuck assholes: assholes that just want to shit on everything. Pussies may think they can deal with assholes their way. But the only thing that can fuck an asshole is a dick, with some balls. The problem with dicks is: they fuck too much or fuck when it isn't appropriate - and it takes a pussy to show them that. But sometimes, pussies can be so full of shit that they become assholes themselves... because pussies are an inch and half away from ass holes. I don't know much about this crazy, crazy world, but I do know this: If you don't let us fuck this asshole, we're going to have our dicks and pussies all covered in shit!
Spottswoode: Remember, there is no "I" in "Team America".::Intelligence: [pause] Yes, there is.
Gary Johnston: Jesus, this is a nice limo.::Spottswoode: Yes, it is. Now suck my cock.
Spottswoode: From what I.N.T.E.L.L.I.G.N.C.E has gathered, it would be 9/11 times 100.::Gary Johnston: 9/11 times a hundred? Jesus, that's...::Spottswoode: Yes, 91,100.::Chris: Basically, all the worst parts of the bible.
Spottswoode: Go get'em, cowboy.
Chris: All right, we fuckin' did it.
Spottswoode: Great job, team. Head back to base for debriefing and cocktails.
Lisa: Gary, you didn't kill your brother. Those gorillas did.
Kim Jong Il: I was sent from pranet Xiron to conquer the Earf / I had a twiffic pran - I thought it would work / I tried to get the Earfrings all to kill each other, y'see / But it all went wrong and now I must decree / You are worthress Arec Barrwin / You are worthress Arec Barrwin / You have faiwred in every way / and now my stock in you has fawren / Your career is stawrin' / and you're worthress Arec Barrwin / That's why I brew your head off / And your chirdren are all bawrin' / Pranet Xiron is inhabited with Xipods rike me / But arso with Balmacs who are giant bees / The Xipods and the Balmacs are at constant war / So we wanted a new home and that's what Earf was for / But you are worthress Arec Barrwin / You are worthress Arec Barrwin / You fucked up my whole plan / and now Xiron is smeared with Balmac porren / Your garbage needs some hawring / and you're worthress Arec Barrwin / Now I must return home a faiwrure / I'm afraid the pit of Cryrock is cawrin'.
Kim Jong Il: You are worthress, Arec Barrwin!
Plot
Hollywood comedian/actor Pauly Shore loses everything: his house, nobody in Hollywood wants to represent him, he moves back home with his mom and is now parking cars at the Comedy Store. Then one night when he's up in his mom's loft, a dead famous comedian appears who tells Pauly to kill himself cause he'll go down as a comedic genius who died before his time. Pauly then fakes his own death, and the media goes crazy. Celebrities are talking about him on MTV and girls are fighting over him on Jerry Springer. It's everything that he wanted...his plan worked. A week or so later the LAPD is tipped off about his whereabouts and they break down the door of the seedy motel room that he's hiding out in and throw him in LA County's celebrity wing.
Keywords: actor-director, actor-name-in-title, actor-playing-himself, black-comedy, celebrity, character-name-in-title, claim-in-title, death, directed-by-star, faking-own-death
Hollywood will never be the same.
Pauly Shore: Is there a part in there for me? Hey, is there a part in there for me?
Pauly Shore: Hey, aren't you Tom Sizemore?::Michael Madsen's girlfriend: No, this is Michael Madsen.::Pauly Shore: What's the difference?::Michael Madsen's girlfriend: Six inches.
Pauly Shore: FUCK YOU SANDLER!::Adam Sandler: [Offscreen, in a mocking voice] Fuck you Sandler! Fuck you Sandl... AHHH HORSESHIT!
He aquí mi presencia
Pues he prometido que venia a verte aunque estuviera afligido
Cogiste el camino de la separación
Y tu no sabes como eso afecta mi corazón
Dios mío ayúdame, y nunca permitas
Que mi alma se destroce con esta visita
Mi mujer no me escucha, estando ahí acostada
No me mira no me abraza no me dice nada
Culpa tengo yo por no cumplir con mis promesas
Haciéndote pasar muchos días de tristeza
Por que no me di cuenta que yo actuaba muy mal
Ahora el remordimiento me quiere matar
Hombre al fin donde quiera que me paro
Las lenguas me persiguen cuando formo mi relajo
Y así sucesivamente pude perder
La gente habla sin parar sin tan siquiera saber
Pero ya es tarde
Ya escogiste tu decisión, me abandonaste y así cumpliste con tu misión
Pero yo lucho para que aunque sea pueda sentir
Y se muy bien que es imposible pero voy a seguir
Mi sentimientos hoy, se inclinan a tu vida
Mañana buscare un camino a la salida, pues
Esto me encierra en un circulo vicioso
Que me aparta de lo que pudo ser tan hermoso
Coro (2X):
Me acuerdo cuando te entregaste a mi
Me acuerdo como me aferraba yo a ti
Me acuerdo los dos soñando en una noche de pasión
No me escuchas, no me miras, se remuerde mi corazón
Te noto bien pálida
No eres la misma
Te falta la sonrisa que dibuja tu carisma
Te siento muy fría tus labios resecos
Inútil te ves, y sin faltarte al respecto pero
Eso no importa te amo como eres
Y nunca sentiré lo mismo con otras mujeres
Dios me creo para quererte a ti
Yo maldigo el momento en que te perdí
Y esta perdida es indudablemente eterna
Quisiera inventarme una luz moderna
Que alumbrara el camino de la felicidad
Porque sinceramente no acepto la realidad
Un ser humano no es capaz de aguantar este peso
Yo sufro me remuerdo y lloro en exceso
Si crees que exagero pues lo hago por ti
Porque demuestro lo que tu significas para mi
Coro (2X)
Me acuerdo de la brisa que nos acariciaba
Pues el viento a nuestra relación apreciaba
Tu pecho junto al mío el calor provocaba
Y así por el estilo nuestras almas se entregaban
Me acuerdo de la noche en que tu me conociste
Todas las caricias agradables que me hiciste
Me acuerdo de todas las palabras que dijiste
Diciéndome en secreto que el amor si existe
Pero con el tiempo el libreto cambio
Pues la malicia como siempre pasa se involucro
Y yo un ser humano como los demás seres
Adopte el punto débil del hombre, mujeres
Ya en ese tiempo no pensaba muy bien
De la pasión por el sexo parecía un rehén
Te ahogabas en tus lagrimas y en tus sufrimientos
Yo no se lo que pasaba con mi sentimientos
Luego escuche a todo el mundo decir
Que por mi la vida te ibas a destruir
Yo no creí en tus palabras te ignore como a un perro
Y mírate ahora mañana es tu entierro
Metida en esa caja sin poderte mover
Todos te lloran y me culpan sin poder comprender
Que fue un error no tenia los ojos bien abiertos
Mi amor perdóname aunque hayas muerto
Coro (2X)