Wonder Woman (2017 film): Trailer, certificate and where to watch
Gal Gadot stars the DC superhero first seen in comics way back in 1941
2017
Try Our AI Features
Explore what Daily8 AI can do for you:
Comments
No comments yet...
Related Articles
The Independent
an hour ago
- The Independent
Musical 'Hamilton' and historian Ron Chernow to receive Liberty Medal awards
The Broadway musical 'Hamilton' and the historian whose book inspired it will collect the National Constitution Center's Liberty Medal this fall, an award for efforts to spread liberty around the world. Ron Chernow and ' Hamilton ' will collect the medal and its $100,000 cash prize at an event in October on Philadelphia 's Independence Mall. Award organizers credited the book and musical for having a 'singular impact' by bringing to life and spreading the story of the U.S. Constitution and Alexander Hamilton, a pivotal figure in drafting and promoting the governing document. He was also the first U.S. treasury secretary. 'Hamilton,' which debuted on Broadway a decade ago, has become a cultural touchstone, winning the Pulitzer Prize, a Grammy and 11 Tony awards. Lin-Manuel Miranda, who created the musical, called the award a deep honor. 'The Constitution is not just a historical artifact — it's a challenge. A call to participate. To speak up, to imagine better, and to work, every day, toward that more perfect union,' he said in a statement released before the formal announcement. Chernow's many books have included biographies of former presidents George Washington and Ulysses S. Grant and, more recently, of writer and humoristMark Twain. 'In writing about Hamilton, Washington, and Grant, I've come to see that liberty is not a gift passed down through generations — it's a responsibility,' Chernow said in a statement. 'One that demands courage, compromise, and commitment. These men were imperfect, but they dared to envision something greater than themselves.' The Liberty Medal was established in 1988 to honor the 200th anniversary of the U.S. Constitution's 1787 signing. Recent winners have included the late Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg and PBS documentary filmmaker Ken Burns.
The Guardian
an hour ago
- The Guardian
Is it OK to read Infinite Jest in public? Why the internet hates ‘performative reading'
I consider no activity more luxurious than posting up at a bar solo with a good book. The creasing of a paperback in one hand, the weight of a wine glass in the other, the feeling of being alone in a crowd of people all make for a lovely evening. Or at least, I thought so, until recently, when two twentysomethings approached me during this ritual. 'Are you reading alone?' one asked. 'I could neverrrr,' the other said, and then uttered the universal mean girl slight: 'I wish I had your confidence.' Reading in public – not cool. Or at least 'performative reading', as it's been dubbed on social media, is worthy of ridicule. Not long ago, during the peak years of corny millennial humor, we celebrated @HotDudesReading, an Instagram account-turned-book that showed attractive men toting books on trains and park benches. Now, god forbid anyone (hot dudes included) enjoy a moment of escapism during the capitalist grind, or else they might end up in someone's mocking post. To quote the caption of one popular meme depicting an anonymous train passenger reading a Brit lit classic: 'Poser art himbo on the subway barely 10 pages into his performative copy of Frankenstein.' It's called performative reading not just because someone might be pretending to read, but rather that they want everyone to know they read. The presumption is that they're performing for passersby, signaling they have the taste and attention span to pick up a physical book instead of putting in AirPods. And we're not talking about Colleen Hoover's latest or a romantasy title; the books that qualify are capital 'L' literature: Faulkner, Nabokov, Franzen. The heavier the better. Of course, it requires a deeply broken brain to be this bothered by a stranger's summer reading list. Chalk this obsession with performative reading up to a wariness of personal branding. We can't even indulge in an innocent hobby without it being considered some sort of aesthetic curation. Last month, Hailey Bieber poked fun at her vapid image in a Vogue TikTok, in which she pulled out The Portable Nietzsche ('I love this one, probably my fourth or fifth time reading it, so good') and Kant's Critique of Pure Reason ('been taking a lot of notes from this one'). The hosts of the Run-Through, Vogue's official podcast, later called the post 'satire'. Another win for the books-as-props community. Ten years ago, John Waters's famous quote about how if you go home with someone and they don't have books, 'don't fuck 'em' came printed on tote bags. Now, is the prevailing wisdom that anyone who dares read the newborn-sized Infinite Jest during their lunch break an absolute loser? I decided to find out in my own personal mini-odyssey. The performative reading canon spans many titles and genres, and I thought about using Robert Caro's The Power Broker, Moby Dick or The Bell Jar in this experiment. Ultimately, I chose Infinite Jest, because it clocks in at over just 1,000 pages, I've never met a person who had finished it, and at many times I've considered picking it up but reconsidered simply because I did not want to be the dude on the subway reading Infinite Jest. I found a $9 copy at my neighborhood bookstore in Brooklyn and braced myself for what I was sure would be abject humiliation courtesy of the gen Z cashier. Instead, she asked if I needed a bag. 'I think so – it's kind of heavy,' I said, propping it on my hip dramatically as if it were a small child. She nodded for the person behind me in line to step forward with the apathy of someone who's not being paid enough for this. On the train, I held the behemoth in front of my face, angling so the woman with groceries across from me could not help but notice that I was Better Than Her. As I peeked over the page, I tried to clock any annoyance. But, tragically, she had things to worry about other than my reading list. When I got to Washington Square Park, the unofficial campus center of New York University and general young person shenanigans hub, I awaited to be caught in the act, secretly filmed for a TikTok ridiculing my performance. Again, no one cared – except for a gen X man who sat on the park bench next to me, exactly the type of guy who might consider David Foster Wallace a modern-day saint. He politely asked how I was doing with the book. I told him I was 20 pages in and hadn't quite hit footnote hell yet. He said to keep going and suggested that I literally cut the book into thirds to make it more manageable. (Apparently this is common knowledge among Wallace support groups that have popped up through the years.) After I thanked him and went back to reading, a crazy thing happened: I enjoyed myself. One of life's simplest pleasures is falling into a story and tuning the world out. But to get there, you have to stop worrying about what someone's going to think of you – or whether you'll unwittingly end up in a bitchy TikTok. And as far as I know, I didn't. All the finger-wagging about performative reading begs the question: where are we supposed to read the classics? Can it only be done at home, like a secret bad habit? For people who take public transit, especially trains with spotty wifi, commuting can be the only time when we have an hour or so to totally focus on a book (and on not missing our stop). So the next time you see one of us reading at a bar, coffee shop or the park, please leave us alone. This is not for you; we're just enjoying the vibes. It's a scary time to be someone who cherishes the written word. The country is in the midst of a literary crisis. We're told by college professors that students can't read entire books anymore, that gen Z parents don't like reading to their kids, that smartphones ruined our ability to focus on anything longer than 30 seconds, that AI slop will take over publishing. Don't be a chump. Read everywhere, and read often. And maybe there's still some steeze that comes from flexing an 'important' book. When I posted on Instagram about reading Infinite Jest in public, a friend told me she once went to a 'nudist' spa in Portland where she encountered a guy reading the book in a jacuzzi. 'He had the biggest penis I've ever seen in my life,' she wrote. 'It wasn't a performance, it was promotion.'
The Sun
an hour ago
- The Sun
Eighties movie star unrecognizable as she's spotted in LA – can you guess who she is?
AN EIGHTIES screen star cut a completely different figure as she ran errands in Los Angeles. The American actress, now 73, has been a firm fixture in film and TV and currently stars in Netflix hit Virgin River. 6 6 6 6 Yet Annette O'Toole left fans doing a double take as she showed off her unrecognisable appearance on a day away from the cameras. She pulled on an oversized long-sleeve lilac top paired with green trousers, covering up in a pair of sunglasses. The Superman star left her silver hair flowing over her shoulders and padded around Los Angeles in dark trainers. She clutched her car keys in one hand and what appeared to be a dry cleaning slip in another. Showing that - despite her A-List status - she's just like the rest of us, Texas screen star Annette was spotted collecting her laundry. Later on, she was seen with a black cross body bag and a camel-coloured coat after nipping back to her vehicle. She currently plays mayor Hope McCrea in Virgin River, yet has had a stellar screen career beforehand. The mum of two starred in Superman III alongside Christopher Reeve as well as in movies Cross My Heart and 48 Hours. On the small screen, she has starred in Smallville and the TV adaptation of Stephen King tome It, as well as in Nash Bridges. During her early film roles, her wavy brunette locks were on full display. They reached past shoulder height, but the star has now embraced her natural color and a shorter cut. In her recent snaps, she also went fresh-faced as opposed to made-up, showing off her natural beauty. PERILS OF THE JOB Annette, who is married to American actor and comedian Michael McKeen, recently opened up about feeling homesick after travelling around the globe with her job. She told Hello! about her Virgin River role, which sees her shooting in Vancouver, Canada, and admitted she missed her family. The star confessed: "Oh, many times – the whole time! "That's the hardest part about the show for me, it's being away from my family because my husband works as well and he's all over the place. "So he's in a different location and my kids are grown and all over the place. "My mom is 99. She's in LA, and that's hard too because I've been concerned about her, but she has wonderful help and we do the best we can like everyone. "We're all in the same boat where we're kind of split and trying to be in two places at once." 6 6
