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In 1991, Claire Denis made the only movie to date that she has filmed in the United States: a long-form car commercial for Nissan. (The model in question, the Figaro, was sold only in Japan.) In the decades since, the film became so hard to find that Denis herself considered it lost. But earlier this year, the founder of the free streaming site Le Cinéma Club, Marie Louise Khondji, and her co-programmer, Bingham Bryant, found and bought a Japanese VHS version on eBay. As of Friday, the forty-minute featurette, titled “Keep It for Yourself,” is available on Le Cinéma Club in the form of a digital restoration of that copy; what’s more, the movie is no mere rarity but also a major cinematic treasure rescued from oblivion and now available to all.

The movie, done in melancholy black and white, is a minor masterwork of downbeat downtown romanticism. Sophie Simon plays Sophie Koudelka, a French woman from Dijon whose American boyfriend (Michael James), writes to invite her to move in with him in New York. She shows up—the city is first seen from the low-cost majesty of a tram ride, from Roosevelt Island to midtown—but, when she gets to his Tribeca building, he’s not there, and has left her a key to a vacant apartment.

The film, which fuses genres and moods deftly, boldly, and movingly, is as much a portrait of Sophie’s inner life as it is a vision of the city. Working with her longtime cinematographer Agnès Godard, Denis renders Sophie’s tangled solitude and loose-ends bewilderment in incisively composed images of randomly sublime street action, including scenes framed by the apartment’s windows. A chance encounter at a deli with another young woman (Sarina Chan) leads to a quick and brief friendship and a lyrical adventure that’s crowned by a simple yet thrilling tracking shot covering multiple city blocks (and by a song).

Then Vincent Gallo—in the first of his performances with Denis—turns up, late at night, at a parking lot (that’s where the car comes in), and all hell breaks loose. “Keep It for Yourself” at that point becomes a giddily comedic crime story, complete with oddball gestures of penance and a hot pursuit by police. The wondrous intersections of seemingly disparate fields of action lead to unexpected and momentous encounters. (Even the title turns out to be a diabolical twist of whimsy.) Denis’s film is a time capsule of New York habits, gestures, and sights; it’s also a political documentary on the wing, featuring a one-word New York Post headline—“WAR!”—and talk-radio bluster about the start of the first Iraq campaign. The grand scope of international conflict meshes with the tense air of ambient violence, both private and official, that’s at the troubled heart of the city—and of the distinctive, passionate, hard, and deep experiences that Denis distills from her American stay.

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The Instagram account @preachersnsneakers began to reveal its teachings in the Lenten season. In March, it started pairing photographs of megachurch figures with screenshots documenting the street value of their casual clothing. Scrolling through, we spy a lot of Gucci accessories, a dazzle of Louis Vuitton patterns, and a selection of high-end athletic shoes—a collective document of the giddy extremes of contemporary costume, as practiced in a subculture where all the world is a pulpit, and players flex and strut in their streetwear. @preachersnsneakers is not devoted exclusively to sneakers, but sneakers are the foundation of the fashion culture it studies. And it goes without saying that sneakers are bigger than Jesus.

On May 26th, for example, the account featured a photo of a youth pastor at World Overcomers Christian Church, in Durham, North Carolina, who looked to be rumbling through a sermon in a black leather jacket, biker jeans, and a pair of chunky-soled running shoes produced by Versace, in collaboration with 2 Chainz. The value of the shoes in the secondhand marketplace—the price tag on their clout—was about fifteen hundred dollars, a function of both their scarcity and their modish chunkiness. The silhouette shares a normcore opulence with the Balenciaga Triple S trainers, which @preachersnsneakers spotted, a week earlier, on the praise-music singer Jake Hamilton. Offering social commentary in the form of digital collage, @preachersnsneakers has attracted more than a hundred and seventy-one thousand followers to date and exegeses from outlets as varied as Footwear News and Christianity Today, where a contributor wondered, “Perhaps the excess and superfluity of our present-day leaders’ clothing is a subconscious compensation for not being clothed with power from on high?”

@preachersnsneakers, which is run pseudonymously by an observant Christian who lives in Texas, blew up by probing the sensitive area where the values of the prosperity gospel and the Protestant work ethic intersect with both Thorstein Veblen’s theory of conspicuous consumption and Tinker Hatfield’s design work at Nike. The matter of the pastors’ Sunday best touches on questions of temperance and lust. In an interview with the Times, the account’s proprietor explained that he began the project in the spirit of protest, but he soon shifted to self-examination. “This is a pretty slippery slope to be judging people’s hearts behind how they spend,” he said.

Eager to continue the conversation that he sparked, the founder, inevitably, has launched a podcast, titled “Preachers,” with promotional art that pays homage to the typographical design signature of Virgil Abloh—who, as a streetwear eminence, a luxury-house luminary, and a Kanye West collaborator, is a natural favorite of these fabulous shepherds. Last week, joined by a pastor from Fort Worth, Texas, our host spent a pleasant fortyish minutes moseying around the question of “mainstream celebrity Christian culture and how the fashion and brand-name stuff fits in.” Also inevitably, the preachers featured on the account have little interest in the discourse. Discreet to the point of evasive, they have tended to greet press inquiries with silence, or with expressions of sorrow that some observers might damn them as profligates, or with a harrumph of how-did-you-get-this-number disgruntlement. The bold logos and dramatic vamps do the talking for them. The shoes proclaim power but also an eagerness to demonstrate fluency in a specific idiom of youth culture.

In a foundational scene of monotheism, Moses doffs his kicks to approach the burning bush; shoes are, by their pedestrian nature, unfit for holy ground. In the Gospels, when St. John the Baptist proclaims that he is unworthy even to loosen the sandal strap of Christ, he chooses his figure of speech to describe a posture of humility. Since the Byzantine era, the most important footwear in the Catholic faith has been pontifical shoes and papal slippers: two related categories of laceless red shoe worn by the Bishop of Rome. It was once the custom of a pilgrim to kiss the cross embroidered on its vamp. The current pontiff, Pope Francis, a Jesuit cutting a humble air to suit his message, shuns such finery, in contrast to his immediate predecessor, Benedict XVI. Keen on the iconography of pairing a steep mitre with a pair of flashy slip-ons, Benedict celebrated the majesty of clerical garments. His preferred shade of red, a kind of succulent tomato, closely approximates the color of the roughly five-thousand-dollar Air Yeezy 2s worn, as @preachersnsneakers shows, by John Gray, formerly a pastor at Joel Osteen’s Lakewood Church, in Houston, Texas.

Gray tends to the soul of Justin Bieber, among many other matters, and has balanced his work in service of the Lord with a film-acting side hustle and a line of collar stays engraved with “Romans: 8:18-19,” which reads, “For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.” But the glory of the Yeezys, which are kissable in their plushness, is his in this life. Gray told the Times that they were a gift from the production company behind his reality-TV show, “The Book of John Gray,” which airs on the Oprah Winfrey Network—an explanation that elegantly combines a defense of the shoes’ expense with a nonchalant demonstration of his clout.

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The Bieber connection is meaningful. Like pop idols hoisted for worship, these pastors aspire toward casual majesty and achieve prefabricated fabulousness. Another of Bieber’s spiritual leaders, Carl Lentz, was among a vanguard of pastors who, in selecting their vestments, aimed to swagger in investment pieces; Lentz is a main character in Sam Schube’s canonical “Hypepriests” piece, which ran in GQ two years ago. “It appears as if the hipster pastor has evolved,” Schube wrote. “It’s no longer enough to no-comment gay marriage while wearing a biker jacket. Instead, you need to do it while wearing skater socks. Aggressive glasses. Very long drawstrings. Bieber merch.” The disparate subjects of @preachersnsneakers all dress in the same key of fashionable garishness. For all its glorification of the self, this way of wearing clothes, as practiced by these people, studiously avoids distinctive personal style. These are basically outfits chosen for Drake to wear to the airport.

Or, put another way, the contempo-clerical look is as regimented as any other religious habit. Laypeople who cannot expect to receive five grand’s worth of Yeezys will be well served by other merchandise from Kanye West, who naturally joins Bieber as the other leading saint of this scene. He has a true heart for gospel; his trend sensors seek heat with great ardor; his talents have risen to the microcultural moment. A choice @preachersnsneakers post featured his merch table at Coachella: in an extension of his Sunday Service gatherings, which are A-list praise-music occasions, West retailed a muted sweatshirt, blazing with the phrase “Holy Spirit,” in a style observers have likened to the cult garb seen in “Wild Wild Country,” at what a fancy department store would call an accessible price point. Meanwhile, preachers, though unworthy to unstrap the sandal of Jesus, are with their private shoppers, browsing for shoes that don’t resemble sandals as much as they do the hobnailed boots of Roman soldiers that were favored by Caligula.

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13th Jun 2019

2018 rom-com movie, , starring four legendary Hollywood actresses — Diane Keaton, Jane Fonda, Candice Bergen and Mary Steenburgen — reminded audiences that entertainment doesn’t need to be challenging, searing or an endurance event. Movies can just be good old fashioned light-hearted, delightful, feel-good fun.

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This movie in particular, on a reported budget of US$10 million was a surprise box office success, with movie data website, , reporting box office grosses of over US$91 million. It clearly resonated with audiences in large part thanks to its stellar cast and easy-to-enjoy plot.

The plot of the film revolves around a very common social scenario: a book club. Keaton (Diane), Fonda (Vivian), Bergen (Sharon), and Steenburgen (Carol), have been meeting monthly over wine and snacks to discuss books and life for 30 years, but when their latest book selection, Fifty Shades of Grey, causes them to reassess what’s happening in their own lives and relationships (or lack of) an enjoyable rom-com narrative follows.

No spoilers, but at the end of the film, most of the plot questions are pretty neatly resolved. However, it was such a pleasure to spend time with these characters (and the actresses that play them) that audiences are clearly keen to visit again with Diane, Vivian, Sharon and Carol and find out what’s next for this fabulous book club crew.

According to , Steenburgen has confirmed we will get that chance again, as a sequel to the beloved film is in the works. The actress also revealed that this foursome are just as great friends in real life as they are on the film, sharing that they recently caught up at Keaton’s house.

“I love them [Keaton, Fonda and Bergen] and I guess we’re doing Book Club 2, because the film was incredibly successful,” reports the actress said in an interview on Radio Andy. “We’re kind of obsessed with each other, because none of us had ever worked together and there had been these little meetings over the years between all of us, but the stories are so incredible.”

Stories aside, their dinners together sound pretty incredible too, with Steenburgen, Fonda and Bergen all taking to Instagram after their latest dinner at Keaton’s house to post about the gathering. Steenburgen’s post was particularly noteworthy with the actress captioning her post: “Another Book Club dinner. At @diane_keaton’s remarkable home. Oh my god, I wish we were filming these dinners cause they are so FUNNY. But some things just have to be a little moment in time. Wise, funny, supportive, dreamy friends. Love.”

 

No details on when exactly will be happening, but check back here, we’ll update this story as news comes to hand.

One of the more recent royal weddings to delight around the globe was the wedding of King Carl XVI Gustaf and Queen Silvia’s only son, Prince Carl Philip, to his model girlfriend Sofia Hellqvist. While Prince Carl Philip was once the heir apparent, Sweden passed absolute primogeniture laws that forever transferred the line of succession to his sister, Crown Princess Victoria. Nevertheless, it was welcome news when he announced his engagement to Sofia Hellqvist, who called their initial meeting over lunch love at first sight.

The wedding took place on June 13, 2015 in the Royal Chapel of Stockholm Palace. The bride arrived in a dress designed by Ida Sjöstedt, made of crepe silk and Italian organza and finished with lace. Although very much a modern affair, the bride marched towards the traditional Swedish crowns that lay on cushions at the end of the altar, which are used
to represent the couple.

After the wedding, the bride and groom rode a horse and carriage to the Royal Palace’s Logården, where on the balcony the King of Sweden led the cheers for the happy couple before an extravagant wedding banquet was served.

If one had any doubt this was a modern duo, when guests bit into their colourful wedding cake they discovered it contained pop rocks, one final surprise from the spirited bride and groom.

Scroll through to go inside this royal wedding.

Prince Carl was third in line to the Swedish throne at the time of marrying, after his older sister Crown Princess Victoria and her daughter Princess Estelle. Prince Carl’s parents are King Carl XVI Gustaf and Queen Silva. He also has a younger sister, Princess Madeleine. 

The bride wore a white bustier haute couture gown by Swedish designer Ida Sjöstedt with wide V-neck lace overlay and metres-long train. She was adorned with an emerald crown and diamond earrings. 

Royals of many nationalities attended the nuptials, including Crown Princess Mary and Crown Prince Frederik of Denmark. 

A banquet in the palace’s The White Sea Hall followed the ceremony. “Today I am the happiest man in the world,” Prince Carl said in his toast. “Sofia, you fill my life with love and happiness. With your love I will be able to overcome all challenges. Dear Sofia, I love you.” Both the bride and groom’s fathers spoke as well. 

 

Molly Sanden performed a song with lyrics written by the newly titled Princess Sofia. During the celebrations songs by Rihanna and Coldplay were played and a gospel choir performed. Guests then entered the Karl XI Gallery, which was modelled on Versailles’ Hall of Mirrors to continue the festivities. 

Thousands of onlookers gathered outside the palace to see the couple emerge as husband and wife in public for the first time.

The happy bride and groom.

The scenes outside the royal palace.

Crown Princess Mary and Crown Prince Frederik of Denmark

Princess Madeleine of Sweden, Christopher O’Neill and Princess Leonore

Crown Princess Victoria and Prince Daniel of Sweden

King Carl XVI Gustaf and Queen Silvia of Sweden

Crown Princess Mette-Marit and Crown Prince Haakon of Norway 

Queen Margrethe II of Denmark

Queen Maxima of the Netherlands

Princess Hisako Takamado of Japan

Queen Mathilde of Belgium 

Prince Nikolaos and Princess Tatiana of Greece

Queen Sonja of Norway

Five famous Swedish chefs designed the menu with dishes included crayfish, mussels, while asparagus with roe, smoked zander fish and a peach and raspberry tartlet with white chocolate, Champagne and peach sorbet for dessert. 

The bride and groom selected a cake from pastry chef Fredrik Borgskog. 

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A scene from The Devil Wears Prada. Image credit: supplied

When you’ve got a few hours up your sleeve, whether on a plane trip to some place incredible, or at home for the day feeling under-the-weather, or even just craving some solid couch time on a rainy Sunday afternoon, but have already seen every single slightly watchable recommendation from your favourite streaming service and iTunes, you need a movie that always delivers enjoyment. Every. Single. Time.

For those hopping on a plane, a tear-jerker is usually a hard no. Sobbing over or in the comfort of your own home is one thing, but shedding major tears in front of the too-close-for-comfort strangers in seats 48C, D, E and F is a level of public discomfort no movie is worth.

Equally, anything with a ton of sex is probably going to land you a few cross glares if not loud comments from families with under-18s in the seats nearby, so and the like are definitely out.

Horror is also best left out, screaming on a plane is going to freak everyone out including the pilot and it’s important the people flying the plane remain calm. Also, watching a horror movie when you’re home alone on a rainy afternoon is probably not best practice if you want to sleep that night.

So, what should be in your sheer escapist enjoyment movie list? Feel-good comedies, rom-coms, sci-fi and action movies, think: , , , , , and .

There is one caveat on the action genre, if your allocated movie-watching time is on a plane, train or bus, best to steer clear of action movies involving modes of transport that you’re currently on; avoid if you’re on the bus and when flying at all costs.  

Read on for a list of flicks to watch on a plane, on a day off or just when you have a spare few hours and want to escape into the enjoyable Hollywood popcorn entertainment zone.

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Legally Blonde, 2001

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Just Go with it, 2011

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Game Night, 2018

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This Means War, 2012

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Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle, 2017

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Star Wars, 1977-2019

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Mean Girls, 2004

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Crazy Rich Asians, 2018

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Something’s Gotta Give, 2003

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Father of the Bride, 1991

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The First Wives Club, 1996

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The Princess Bride, 1987

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Couples Retreat, 2009

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The Nice Guys, 2016

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Indiana Jones, 1991-2021

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Crazy, Stupid, Love, 2011

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Always Be My Maybe, 2019

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Sweet Home Alabama, 2002

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Cinderella, 2015

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Date Night, 2010

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Baby Boom, 1987

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Book Club, 2018

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Notting Hill, 1999

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This Is Where I Leave You, 2014

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The Internship, 2013

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Beverly Hills Cop, 1984

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As Good as It Gets, 1997

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Climate change is the most pressing issue in the world, and the twenty-three Democratic candidates for President have ideas about how to address it. For decades, economists have argued for a cap-and-trade system or a carbon tax as the cheapest and most efficient way to reduce CO2 emissions. Now progressives and climate activists are advocating for a different approach, focussing on renewable energy and creating jobs. Their efforts have resulted in the Green New Deal resolutions before Congress. What do the various proposals entail—and would any of them work?

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WASHINGTON (The Borowitz Report)—The embattled Presidential adviser Kellyanne Conway will leave her post at the White House, effective immediately, and begin a new job at the Kremlin on Friday, the White House and the Kremlin have confirmed.

Conway, who has served as a counsellor to President Donald Trump, will serve as a counsellor to President Vladimir Putin.

The White House press secretary, Sarah Huckabee Sanders, announced the news in sombre fashion. “Everyone here is happy for Kellyanne, but our nation has lost a great liar,” she said.

Conway told reporters that she was excited to work in “a country that doesn’t have dumb old laws like the Hatch Act.”

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“As a federal employee, there were so many restrictions on getting involved in American elections, but at the Kremlin that’ll be my main job,” she said.

House Democrats Inch Along on Impeachment

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As divided as House Democrats might be about impeachment—around sixty members, a small but growing minority, are thought to support beginning proceedings now—the caucus is united in support of facilitating the House’s ongoing investigations of President Trump. On Tuesday, the House voted to allow individual committees to sue the Trump Administration without the approval of the full chamber. The vote comes a day after the Justice Department agreed to turn over to the Judiciary Committee some of the documents that informed the special counsel Robert Mueller’s conclusions on obstruction of justice, in a deal that was evidently reached to avoid a contempt resolution against Attorney General William Barr. It also came amid reports that the House Judiciary Committee chairman, Jerrold Nadler, is privately pressing House Speaker Nancy Pelosi to begin impeachment proceedings. As Pelosi prefers, House Democrats are instead inching along with their investigations.

Monday’s House Judiciary Committee hearing, on “Lessons from the Mueller Report,” was, as Nadler said in his opening statement, “the first in a series of hearings designed to unpack the work of the special counsel and related matters.” The witnesses included the former U.S. Attorneys Joyce White Vance, of Alabama’s Northern District, and Barbara McQuade, of Michigan’s Eastern District, who were invited to highlight and reëmphasize some of the Mueller report’s key conclusions on obstruction of justice. John Dean, the White House counsel for the Nixon Administration, was invited to draw parallels between Trump’s conduct and the Watergate scandal, in which Dean acted as both a participant and, later, a critical witness for investigators. The guest list should have signified the seriousness with which Democrats are taking the Mueller report’s findings, even though they have not compelled the Party’s leadership to pursue impeachment. But throughout the day, most of the seats on the Democratic side of the dais were empty, and several of the Democrats who showed up moved in and out of the hearing as it went on.

Republicans, by contrast, mostly stayed put, taking alternating swings at Dean’s reputation and his relevance to the committee’s investigation. In his opening remarks, Doug Collins, the Republican ranking member, jabbed at Dean and Democrats with reference to President Barack Obama’s dismissal of Mitt Romney’s 2012 warnings about Russia. “Just a few years ago, it was brought up by one of our candidates that Russia was a threat, and the former President Obama said that the eighties are asking for their foreign policy back,” he scoffed. “Well, guess what? This committee is now hearing from the seventies, and they want their star witness back.”

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In his testimony, Dean stated what many commentators have surmised since the release of the Mueller report: that the special counsel’s findings were a directive for congressional action. “In many ways,” he said, “the Mueller report is for President Trump what the so-called Watergate roadmap, officially titled the ‘Grand Jury Report and Recommendation Concerning Transmission of Evidence to the House of Representatives,’ was for President Richard Nixon.” The two former U.S. Attorneys reiterated the conclusion shared by hundreds of former federal prosecutors in an open letter last month. “Based on my experience in over twenty-five years as a federal prosecutor,” Joyce Vance told the committee, “I support the conclusion that more than a thousand of my former colleagues came to, and that I co-signed in a public statement last month, saying that if anyone other than a President of the United States committed this conduct, he would be under indictment today for multiple acts of obstruction of justice.”

In defense of the hearing, Dean argued that the committee’s efforts to elevate Mueller’s findings have been meaningful. “I think this committee does have a role and it is adding something that the special counsel could not, and that’s public education,” he said. “This report has not been widely read in the United States. It has not even been widely read in the Congress, from some of my conversations. But I think it’s a very important function that the committee is serving by bringing these matters to public attention.”

It remains to be seen whether the public, apprised of Mueller’s findings, will urge Democrats to do more than hold informational hearings about them.

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13th Jun 2019

Just one month after Sophie Turner married Joe Jonas in a Las Vegas chapel wedding officiated by an Elvis Presley impersonator shortly after the Billboard Music Awards on May 2, the British actress has hosted a multiple-day bachelorette party in Europe. 

If you find yourself wondering why she’s hosting a bachelorette party after the fact, it’s important to note that she’s currently celebrating ahead of her second wedding, set to take place in the French summer. 

“Their real wedding will be in France this summer, but they thought this would be a fun way to make it legal,” a source told E! News at the time. “They wanted to have it planned out in advance to give friends a chance to come. It was a fun night in Vegas and it worked out perfectly.”

How is the Game of Thrones star celebrating? With Maisie Williams and a close group of friends on a private jet tour taking in Benidorm, Berlin and Prague of course. According to E! News, the bachelorette party began in London following a Jonas Brothers concert. 

“Sophie flew to Spain four days ago on a private jet with her closest girlfriends,” a source told the publication. “Sophie rented out a luxurious penthouse suite at the hotel. Half of the girls are in her wedding party but they are all very close girlfriends of Sophie.”

Per said source, while Maisie helped organise the celebration, Turner took care of the majority of the bachelorette as she “wanted her friends to have a lot fun and wanted it to be a huge party weekend.”

Instagram posts from a series of the actress’s friends confirm that Turner is wearing a bride-to-be sash, while both she and her friends sport matching outfits and colorful wigs as they paint the town red. 

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“The girls have been hitting up nightclubs and dancing up a storm both in the clubs and at their hotel near the coast,” a second insider has told E! News. “They spent one day recovering by the rooftop pool at the Soho House in Berlin. They all lounged in matching robes and enjoyed drinks at sunset.”

“Now they are in Prague walking around the beautiful city and admiring all the old architecture,” the source added. “It’s a fun group of girls and Sophie is having a great time just being with her best friends in so many different places. They are really bonding and making it a memorable few days she won’t forget.”

It is 2019 and cheerleaders are still a thing in the National Basketball Association. The Chicago Luvabulls. The Memphis Grizz Girls. The Charlotte Honey Bees. And this is the N.B.A., the most progressive league in professional sports, with the most enlightened commissioner. The good news is that the best broadcaster in the game is Doris Burke. This has been the case now for years. There is no one remotely close.

As a basketball analyst for ESPN and ABC, Burke is the smartest, best prepared, most original on-air voice that the game possesses. She is as insightful about the stratagems taking shape on the court as she is about the emotional currents in the locker room. The question, then, is: Why is Burke relegated to being a role player, doing hurried sideline and post-buzzer interviews during the Finals while the announcers Mike Breen, Mark Jackson, and Jeff Van Gundy are left to dominate the airwaves at courtside?

You can be sure that when Game 6 of the Finals begins, Burke will know more than anyone about the murkiest subplot so far in the series between the Toronto Raptors and the Golden State Warriors: What’s the story with Kevin Durant? Why did he play hurt in Game 5, and who, if anyone, should take the blame for his ruptured Achilles, an injury that could put him on the sidelines for a year and cost him untold millions of dollars as a free agent?

Van Gundy has called Burke “the LeBron James of sportscasters.” A former high-school and college point guard, Burke, who is fifty-three, has been studying the intricacies and evolution of basketball for decades. It was once said of Ginger Rogers that she did everything Fred Astaire did, only backward and in high heels. Ditto for Doris Burke. My favorite video clip of her shows her walking along a waxed N.B.A. court in high heels, carrying papers and a notebook in her left hand while dribbling a basketball with her right. Suddenly, she swings the ball around her back and picks up the dribble with the same right hand. Steph Curry could not have done it much better—and let him try it in heels.

James, Durant, Curry—everyone in the league seems to respect Burke and to await her inquiries about the game or the state of their spirits (elated or crushed) with genuine esteem. Real fans do, too. Burke’s interviews are passed around online as treasured memes. In 2016, at a game in Toronto, Drake, a crazed courtside Raptors supporter, wore a T-shirt emblazoned with Burke’s picture and the phrase “WOMAN CRUSH EVERYDAY.” Deadspin has pronounced Burke “the best damn basketball broadcaster there is.”

Burke’s style is hardly flamboyant. She doesn’t have a memorable or eccentric voice like Johnny Most or Marv Albert, and she doesn’t do shtick. Burke is earnest, prepped, serious. She goes at the work the way that Elizabeth Warren has been going at the Democratic primary campaign. She is determined to succeed on the basis of substance, agree with her or not.

There are many (depending on your definition of “many”) women working now as play-by-play and color commentators in the N.C.A.A., N.B.A., N.F.L., and M.L.B., but it has not been even remotely easy for women in the business to get past the old prejudices. Bill Simmons, a gifted basketball writer and sports podcaster, and hardly a dinosaur of the Dick Young era, wrote about Burke on ESPN.com, in 2008, with a condescension he’d grow to regret: “She’s doing a fine job, but does it make me a sexist that I can’t listen to Doris Burke analyze NBA playoff games without thinking, ‘Woman talking woman talking woman talking woman talking . . .&nbsp’ the entire time?” A decade later, Simmons answered his own question, saying that Burke was, in fact, a “fantastic analyst” and that it was “embarrassing” that she was working the sidelines during the playoffs.

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There is a long history to all of this. For half of forever, women had a nearly impossible time breaking into sportswriting and broadcasting, suffering endless indignities and worse. In 1978, Melissa Ludtke, of Sports Illustrated, brought a lawsuit against the M.L.B., which was resisting her right to report the baseball beat with equal access to locker rooms, clubhouses, and other malodorous sacred places.

Leigh Montville, a sports columnist for the Boston Globe, interrogated Ludtke’s right to be in baseball clubhouses. “I have only a few questions for the lady,” Montville wrote. “I don’t care about all the wink and leer jokes about a grown woman going into a room where grown men are undressing. I just want to know if the lady is doing this job because she really wants to do this job…. Is she for real? Is she serious?” And then came a long litany of qualifying questions: “Did she ever spit in a baseball glove? Was her life absolutely dominated by sports when she was a kid?” And on and on he went.

Ludtke said at the time that most people understood her case as “girls wanting to go into a locker room and see men naked” rather than one of equal access. She won in court. But even after that decision, Jerome Holtzman, of the Chicago Sun-Times, who was one of the best-known baseball writers of his era, was resistant to the change. “I suppose the fact that this was an all-male world was what made it so exciting to me at first,” he told Roger Angell, of The New Yorker, for a piece from 1979 called “Sharing the Beat.” “And now that it’s being invaded and eroded it’s much less attractive. Maybe I’m a chauvinist—I don’t know. The press box used to be a male preserve—that was its charm. I’d rather not have a woman as a seatmate at a World Series game. It wouldn’t be as much fun. I’ve never met a woman who knew as much baseball as a man.”

But things changed all the same. Not long after, in the mid-eighties, I was a rookie on the sports staff of the Washington Post, a department run by George Solomon and featuring Tony Kornheiser, Tom Boswell, Michael Wilbon, and Dave Kindred—and Jane Leavy, Christine Brennan, and Sally Jenkins.

Jenkins, a rigorous reporter and a witty writer who still does a regular column for the Post, told me that as recently as last year the beat writers for all four of the pro sports teams in D.C. were women. “The thing is that in sportswriting the breakthroughs came at least twenty years ago and more,” Jenkins said. “But television sports has far more trip wires than sports journalism. Sports TV is still Wall Street. And there is no real change unless there is mandate from a guy on high. All the breakthroughs—and here you can name whatever women behind microphones—are decisions made by a single man at the top who wants to be Branch Rickey.”

On sports television, the early breakthroughs included Mary Carillo, Lesley Visser, and Robin Roberts. But women are all too often still judged by their looks. “Are they attractive enough? But if they’re too attractive, then maybe you’re a Twinkie,” Jenkins said. And their voices, too. Are they “shrill” or “squeaky” or do they sound like “your first wife in divorce court”? Which sounds awfully familiar to anyone who followed the Clinton campaigns, in 2008 and 2016, or those of the many women running now.

“Thankfully, Doris knows how to deal with all of that,” Jenkins said. “She’s sure-footed. She’s confident. She’s not trying to appeal to anybody on any other basis other than knowledge. She’s a basketball junkie and she’s an athlete. She comes from that pure place. She’s not trying to be an entertainer. She’s just trying to be observant and tell the truth.” YouTube is filled with examples of Burke’s unshowy, revealing interviews, including her moment with LeBron James after he brought the N.B.A. title to Cleveland, in 2016—the greatest individual performance of the era.

Burke has absorbed her share of retro nastiness, even on the air. During the 2013 playoffs, Gregg Popovich, an otherwise masterly coach of the San Antonio Spurs, was having a rough game and decided it was fine to treat Burke to some mumbly disdain. When she asked him to elaborate on the troubles his team had been facing in the first half, he would answer only with one word, “Turnovers.” He just let her hang there. But when Popovich tried to pull the same stunt four years later, Burke was having none of it and cut short the interview, saying, “Happy Mother’s Day to me, I’m taking the reprieve, sir.”

Doris Burke was born Doris Sable. She comes from a family of modest means. When she was seven, the Sables moved from Long Island to Manasquan, a shore town in New Jersey. The previous homeowners had left behind a basketball. Doris picked it up and didn’t often put it down. At the local high school, she led her team to a 71–10 record over three seasons. She was such a deft point guard and such a consistent scorer that she won a full scholarship to study and play ball at Providence College. She was All-Big East. After graduation, her coach, Bob Foley, asked her to stay on the coaching staff, according to a profile on NJ.com. She then started broadcasting locally, first doing women’s games, then men’s, and made her way up the ladder, eventually to the W.N.B.A. and the N.B.A.

Last year, Burke signed a five-year contract with ESPN, but she radiates the sense that her time is not unlimited. “We still have a long way to go,” she told Sports Illustrated last season. “Because the reality is that I’m fifty-two years old. And how many fifty-five to sixty-year-old women do you see in sports broadcasting? How many? I see a lot of sixty-year-old men broadcasting.”

“Listen, I want to be considered attractive,” she went on. “Am I going to undergo surgery to make myself younger? No. So the wrinkles you see on my face and the signs of age that I have, they’re going to be there, period, and it’s up to the networks to decide.” The decision seems easy. Come next year, Doris Burke ought to be the lead analyst straight through to the last game of the N.B.A. Finals.