

Jake Gyllenhaal stopped by MTV's "TRL" to promote his new film, "Zodiac" yesterday. Who knew our handsome young actor made so many kooky faces? Not that I'm complaining ... 

Jake Gyllenhaal stopped by MTV's "TRL" to promote his new film, "Zodiac" yesterday. Who knew our handsome young actor made so many kooky faces? Not that I'm complaining ...
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For those who are wondering, Troy is doing much better these days. After he was diagnosed with irritable cat bowel syndrome, they recommended giving him 5 mg of Pepcid (famotidine) with each meal. After months of fruitlessly trying to shove the pills in his mouth I began crushing it up in wet food to great effect. No sooner did I get my spoiled little guy back in top form shape (he turned 13 earlier this month, but you must admit he only looks about 10) did I see this poster in the cafeteria at work last night. His name is Lucky and his has run out -- his owner has become allergic to him (sound familiar?). Troy's never really been around other animals before (he saw a dog once and just stared at it in utter disbelief) so I'm hesitant to adopt a new cat. (Would it be fair to do to Troy in his golden years? At this point, I'm not so sure he wants any help destroying my leather sofa.) Still, something is telling me that I might not be able to resist Lucky's fluffy white fur and little pink nose.
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Dueling Divas: Anderson Cooper, rather dapper in "black tie," and Madonna, looking very good at nearly 50, partied into the night at the Vanity Fair afterparty.
Breaking Up Is Hard to Do: Ryan Phillippe looked like a man on a rampage, while Reese Witherspoon's too-obvious hair extensions brought her look down a bit.
Just for Men: Clive Owen is always handsome, but I'm ashamed to admit that Adam Brody, whose character on "The O.C." was so annoying that I stopped watching it, is growing up nicely.
Cherish: Madonna seems to enjoy being with her hubby, Guy Ritchie. (Wouldn't you?)
It Takes Two: McSteamy Eric Dane and his equally steamy wife, Rebecca Gayheart, at the Vanity Fair party at Morton's in West Hollywood. And hunky Hugh Jackman brought his mom as his date (aawww!).
Portuguese soccer stud Cristiano Ronaldo suits up and strips down for the new issue of Vogue. (Source)
With the exception of a few cute faces, it was yet another year that the Academy Awards did little to capture my attention. In all fairness, I was working the late shift with Oscar-dependent deadlines so not having all of the winners' names for hours on end was particularly annoying. (Although I think it must have been annoying to anyone as 11 turned to 12 and so on ... )
Michael and I caught a late show of "Factory Girl" on Saturday in Union Square. The reviews were tepid so we went into it with low expectations. As a longtime Edie fan, I agree with New York magazine that it did have an "Edie for Dummies" quality to it, but I think the producers did a nice job of capturing the spirit of the Factory (or lack thereof) and of Edie's wild child charms. That said, "Factory Girl" was one of those rare films that was actually too short. While the director did a great job of keeping things moving along -- at an almost music-video-like pace -- it seemed to be done more out of necessity, like he was lacking any substantial insight into the characters, than for style.
Sienna Miller's performance was commendable -- she sure had the look down to a tee! -- but no matter how many skin blotches you put on Guy Pearce, he's still way too good-looking (and comfortable in his own skin!) to be Andy Warhol. Hayden Christensen, who I didn't even recognize, is adorable as Edie's composite love interest, although it's easy to see why Bob Dylan would take offense that they're really portraying him (Christensen practically wore that harmonica around his neck in bed). It's unfortunate because details of Edie's involvement with Dylan are sketchy at best, but her relationship with Bob Neuwirth is well-documented (if not less titillating).
The idea of an Edie Segwick film has been floating around Hollywood for decades, with Warren Beatty evening buying the rights at one point for a version to star Molly Ringwald (as if!). It's probably taken as long as it has to get this project off the ground because everyone involved probably knew deep down that an up-to-date documentary -- not a feature film -- was the real way to go here (think "Nico Icon"). Not surprisingly, the closing credits of "Factory Girl" featuring interviews with one of Edie's brothers, George Plimpton, and various Factory luminaries was by far the most compelling part of the film.

In a men's tennis final that could have doubled as the latest offering from Falcon Studios, Tommy Haas of Germany crushed American Andy Roddick 6-3, 6-2, to win the Regions Morgan Keegan Championships in Memphis, Tenn. For viewers like me, the whole match was a win-win situation.
I spent half my youth living in the desert and I don't recall ever seeing anything quite like Marco Dapper walking around. The photos are by Lewis Payton and Towleroad has the complete spread over here.Posted by Kenneth M. Walsh at 9:02 AM 1 comments
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