Monday, February 28, 2011
Elektra Lack-Luxxxluster?

What's for Lunch?
I'll bet John Waters and Cee-Lo Green were discussing the finer points of this scene from "Female Trouble."
You Know How Some of Your Best Friends Become No Fun When They Have Kids?
Inside Elton John's Oscars Party




















Leading Men of the 2011 Oscars













Tired Old Queen at the Movies: 'Singin' in the Rain' (1952)


I have to admit that I've never seen this -- or any movie starring Debbie Reynolds -- but I did go old-school over the weekend and revisit "Postcards From the Edge" with a trip to video store. (There's one left in Chelsea -- and it's still nowhere near my apartment!) The movie isn't as funny as I remembered -- am I the only one who thought Meryl "I can do anything" Streep was horribly miscast? -- but Shirley Maclaine steals every scene she's in, which only makes me love the idea of Debbie Reynolds even more. (Did you SEE her and Carrie Fisher on Oprah the other week?!)
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Jason Sudeikis Has Scarlett Fever (UPDATED)
UPDATE: Shows you WHAT those backstage "insiders' know!
Despite denials via her rep, my sources in Hollywood tell me the romance between Scarlett Johansson and Jason Sudeikis is definitely on. ScarJo was seen waiting backstage for him at last Saturday's midnight performance of "What's Going On? With Mike Mitchell" at the Uptight Citizens Brigade in L.A., and it's common knowledge around the stage crew that the two are an item. Jason isn't a bad-looking guy or anything. But first January Jones and now Scarlett Johansson? This one must have some kind of secret weapon beyond that, um, puerile sense of humor, no?

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Friday, February 25, 2011
Ransom Note




Ah yes indeed, this brings back the memories. I was cuh-razy for the girl when all this was happening. Followed her around like a puppy on set. Such a shame she turned in to such an awful person.
If it's any consolation Reid, you aren't alone in getting the diss from her. About 10+ years ago, I was invited to spend Christmas Eve at a small gathering at a mutual friends place and she was going to be there. I was truly looking forward to seeing her again as she was always playful on DSS and we had a fun relationship. Having done her first-ever screen test with her, etc. I never imagined she'd pull the 'I don't remember you' routine, but that is exactly what she did, sitting less than 3 feet from me. Completely flummoxed, I tried (pathetically) to remind her that we did her screen-test together, that we had a small scene in the movie, etc., at which point she looked me square in the eye and repeated, VERY pointedly, "I. Don't. Remember. You."

This was the woman who stuck her tongue at me from the stage at Madison Square Garden; the woman whose voice-mail to me I saved for YEARS cause it was so deliciously flirtatious; the woman whom I still have a photo of me giving her a foot-rub on set (which I was on every friggin' day of the shoot) that was now telling me I didn't exist in her memory. It was infuriating as she was so clearly making a conscious choice to not even engage in the conversation. Narcissism paired with a lack of grace running that deep is pretty mind-blowing to witness, especially when directed so personally at you.
It sucked to have fond memories of her and that time poisoned by that night, but what are you gonna do? Suffice it to say that a few years ago when I re-discovered in storage the signed 'Like A Virgin' poster she gave us all on that last day of shooting ("you can be my second husband after therapy" was one of the things she wrote), with great pleasure I listed it on eBay. The tidy sum I received for it went to underwrite a new flat-screen TV that I am enjoying to this very day. Perhaps a little short-sighted of me, but it felt very good to be rid of it and I will never, ever regret getting it out of my home.
Of course she is. No further questions.



