I am really disturbed with myself right now. Jean Luc Picard made an appearance at a London theater today, and is, somehow, still way freakin’ hot to me. Is this just me? Why do I feel this way? He’s got to be like 100 years old right now. Harrison Ford aged out about ten years ago for me, and Sean Connery around the same time period. But Patrick Stewart? Still. So. Hot. Why??
Just in case America’s Next Top Model, The Agency, Models NYC and 8th and Ocean had left any glimmer of mystery about the world of high-fashion modeling, ANTM winner CariDee gives a brief tour of the Elite agency and talk about her life post-ANTM. She’s been on the cover of three magazines! And you’ve heard of one of those magazines! Yay!
Rehab is the new Hyde. (Actually, I think Winston’s is the new Hyde, so maybe rehab is the new Winston’s? It’s hard to do this when the hot club changes every month.) The latest “celeb” to check in to a facility is The Hills‘ Jason Wahler, who’s really had quite a run this year. LC’s ex was sentenced to rehab instead of jail for his September 2006 arrest (that’s the one where he was in a physical altercation with a tow-truck driver). However, he still faces possible jail time for his April arrest in Seattle (that’s the one where he punched some dude in the lobby of his hotel).
“He’s doing well, and he’s going to be a new man,” says a relative. While I certainly wish him the best, I’ll believe this “success story” when he goes six months without another arrest (Jason has been arrested four times in the past year).
The always loquacious Angelina Jolie sat down with Reader’s Digest for a face-to-face. As in any real Jolie interview, it’s almost impossible to select a few choice quotes — they’re all great. You can read the full interview here, but here are some highlights.
On whether her pregnancy with Shiloh was intentional:
It was. Before I met Brad, I always said I was happy never to have a child biologically. He told me he hadn’t given up that thought. Then, a few months after Z came home, I saw Brad with her and Mad, and I realized how much he loved them, that a biological child would not in any way be a threat. So I said, “I want to try.”
On Pax:
Pax is almost three and a half and has never made a real decision for himself because everybody does everything in a group in the orphanage. There were all these things he’d never had. The first time I gave him a bath, he was suddenly laughing, out of his mind. He took five baths in one day. We’d be talking and he’d take his clothes off and run into the bathroom.
The first two days, he cried a lot. I hired a translator, and he would explain what was going on. The first night, I slept alone with him. I was expecting him to wake up and scream, but he woke and just stared at me. I handed him a stuffed animal, and we walked around the room pointing at things. By day three, he didn’t want me to put him down. I think he got used to the reality that somebody loves you and that’s what a mommy is.
Rest of the highlights are after the jump.
The camera did not love Miss Lohan at yesterday’s Nylon Magazine party at Tenjeune in NYC, which she hosted. The typically camera-lovin’ Linds looks awful in almost all these shots. What on earth could distract Lindsay Lohan from posing on the red carpet? Perhaps she was grumpy because her current sorta-boyfriend, British model Callum Best, was there, as well as her rumored lesbian love, DJ Samantha Ronson. Awwwwwwwwkward.
With hottie model/boyfriend James Rousseau in NYC yesterday. Looking (naturally) tan and healthy.
Gary Marshall is a hack director. He’s cashed in on directing Pretty Woman for the last 17 years. Or maybe those fresh episodes of Happy Days and Laverne & Shirley he wrote back in the 70’s somehow guaranteed him a full career. And his new movie, Georgia Rule, is seriously screwed up - and it’s most likely due to the tone he took. They should have called it “Molestation Hilarity” because that’s the vibe he clearly was shooting for.
Anyway, more of his genius came to light when it was revealed that he was the one who had the infamous letter sent to Lindsay Lohan during the filming of Georgia Rule.
Here’s how Marshall framed the incident:
“Once somebody walks on my set, it’s my problem, but we can’t go chasing them, this film is low-budget. We can’t lose days. … Tough love is a part of this business – she missed a day on the second week of shooting.”
On the surface this seems to be a fairly professional business interaction. Except for one tiny detail. It was only the second week of shooting. She couldn’t have missed multiple days or that would have been mentioned. And was she not available via cell phone to be scolded? Could he not have gone to her trailer the next day for clarification on what was up? The letter mentions she was “late” a few times too. How late? My guess is a few minutes or I’m sure they would have mentioned “hours.”
“Jim wrote the memo, and she came the next day and we were fine,” Marshall said.
What a jerk-off. I’m the last one to defend Lohan, and she legitimately missed a day of work, but the furor this caused was nothing more than a publicity stunt for a movie without an audience. Lindsay got sacrificed on the altar of some old fogey needing a hit movie. And now, by bringing this up again, you are trying another PR stunt. You leaked the letter and you’ve kept the hype going. You’ve made a mockery of your “art.” Most directors would say something to the effect of “Hey, the movie is great and I’m very protective of my actors so I don’t want to talk about it further. What happened is a private manner between colleagues.” But Gary couldn’t do that, could he?
Yes, Lindsay should tone down the partying and be at work on time, every time. But the true way to handle this was in person. And if it happened again, then you start with the escalation. The film was financed by goddamn Universal Pictures, I’m sure they were able to cover a day of extra shooting for Gary.
Egh. I hate you Marshall, and when your film makes $32 dollars at the box office I will laugh at you. I may even point my finger in a derisive manner.
I’ve often said to myself, how can I smell more like a reclusive bible wielding musical genius?
Finally my prayers have been answered. It’s the Prince perfume y’all!
The fragrance will be named 3121, after an album he put out last year (which is so 2006).
The official website is here, but I wouldn’t go to it if you’re high or there goes your day.
The perfume goes on sale 7-7-07 and the line starts here.
At this point I would like to link to a Prince skit that SNL runs quite often called “The Prince Show” but NBC hates free publicity and they sure as hell don’t want you knowing anything about one of their shows so they’ve yanked all video from free sites. Thanks guys!
