A slimmed-down Russell Crowe was seen yesterday in London at Kensington Gardens with his wife Danielle Spencer and sons Charles and Tennyson.  They attended a showing of Peter Pan.

You can tell Russell loves spending time with his kids.  His wife?  Not so much.

Russell Crowe.  Do you remember when he was all hot and box office magic?  Me neither, but I guess he was at some point.  Apparently, he is in the land of the lost and thinks he’s still relevant in Hollywood.  I could try to blame his assholeishness on the carbs, but I think Russell Crowe was always a phone-flinging bitch.

In pre-production of his new movie, Nottingham, he’s been demanding rewrites, a new director and now his costar Sienna Miller has been “released”.  The media is playing it like Miller quit this movie but, please.  The producers realized that there was no way in hell people were going to buy the vision of Sienna Miller screwing fat, flabby Robin Hood/Sheriff of Nottingham; Yes, he’s playing both roles.  Casting directors are now in search of an actress in her late thirties or early forties to replace Sienna.  Have they considered Kathy Najimy?  Because that’s Russell’s league right now.

Rumors are floating around that, during the holidays, Crowe was calling around trying to find a replacement for director Ridley Scott.  The studio is denying that, natch. 

And this is just pre-production, folks.  Filming is going to be an absolute nightmare.

As an aside, can I tell you what I love so much?  A spell-check that doesn’t question me on the use of the word “assholeishness”.

Russell Crowe takes his kiddos, Charles and Tennyson, for a walk during a break from filming on State of Play.

The kiddos?

Seriously cute.

Russell?

Not so much.

Personally, I never understood the Russell Crowe obsession; I never found him attractive. But now? I find him damn near repulsive. Like, if I saw him walking toward me on the street I’d run in the opposite direction. He looks like he smells funny. And I wish his son would get his fingers out of daddy’s hair. Forget lice — there are probably small villages of cockroaches in there.

Time is a thief.  Russell Crowe has aged.  Why does he look like Grizzly Adams at the Body of Lies movie premiere today?  A little Just for Men and a haircut would serve him well.  Leonardo DiCaprio looks hot…bloated but hot.  Not a question in my mind he’s a closet potato binger.

These guys are celebrities; I expect them to be Botoxed, plastic and firm…the way nature intended.