It looks like Lindsay Lohan's ex, Samantha Ronson, is back in the swing of dating. So who's the lucky lady? And more importantly, who does that baby belong to?
The Daily Mail and the ol' photo wire both identify Sam's trim blonde friend (they can share skinny-legged jeans!) as 29-year-old Erin Foster. Yeah, me neither. But after some digging, I see that she is the ex-stepsister of Brody Jenner. And she was on The O.C., too! So those are some things!
Anyway, the baby is apparently Foster'...
We all moan at the Hollywood movie machine, what with all its big-budget rehashes. And, ugh, especially the CG demakes---I mean, Garfield? The Smurfs? Yogi Bear?
But I'll tell you the truth: I would love to be that sinister movie executive who trolls Wikipedia in the middle of the night, searching for ever-more-obscure movie ideas, ordering tens of writers at a time to write up live-action versions of Akira or whatever, just basically flinging spaghetti at the kitchen sink.
If I were a sinister movie executive, bereft of all creativity, I would order up a live-action Jetsons! Live-action Jonny Quest! Live-action Bravestarr! Live-action Archie, where only Jughead is computer-generated! (But he eats real hamburgers, and real food sprays everywhere when Jughead eats or talks. Live-action Jetsons might do the same type of thing with Rosey and Astro. See? I have totally thought this through.)
Point is, a Woody Woodpecker movie is in development. That's right: this is really happening. You can't stop it. Don't try to fight it.
I wonder which version of Woody Woodpecker they're planning to go with. I mean, every iteration of Woody Woodpecker has been ragingly obnoxious, but the character has been revamped over and over since the '40s. I grew up with a totally radical 1980s woodpecker, for instance.
John Altschuler and Dave Krinsky, who together make up half the writing team that penned Blades of Glory, are writing the Woody Woodpecker script. (Altschuler executive-produced King of the Hill, so it can't be all bad, can it?)
George of the Jungle. Now there was a movie. Am I right or what?
Hey! If you were an emotionally and creatively bankrupt movie exec, what would you remake? />
We all moan at the Hollywood movie machine, what with all its big-budget rehashes. And, ugh, especially the CG demakes---I mean, Garfield? The Smurfs? Yogi Bear?
But I'll tell you the truth: I would love to be that sinister movie executive who trolls Wikipedia in the middle of the night, searching for ever-more-obscure movie ideas, ordering tens of writers at a time to write up live-action versions of Akira or whatever, just basically flinging spaghetti at the kitchen sink.
If I were a sinis...
Some quick backstory: in 1981, screen legend Natalie Wood was on a yacht with her husband, Robert Wagner, and her young costar, Christopher Walken. There was a fourth person aboard, too: Dennis Davern, captain of the Splendour. Everyone was tipsy---Wood and Wagner were reportedly mixing alcohol and Quaaludes---and Wood apparently slipped overboard and drowned (according to most reports, Wood had been trying to "tie down a dinghy"). The Los Angeles Coroner Department ruled her death an accident. S...
Hey, remember the viral sensation that was Tay Zonday? Think back. Think back a little harder. There you go.
Turns out Tay Zonday is still around, and his songs are still terrible (but his production values have skyrocketed!). And yet! "Mama Economy" is probably the best thing the Internet star has ever posted to his YouTube account.
Why is this song so great? Maybe it's because he didn't bother rhyming the lyrics this time. Also, it doubles as a pretty good crash course in understanding the grim economic realities we're facing---the song is surprisingly on-point. (En pointe?) And then there's the "Serious Face" Tay Zonday makes at the end. Haha. />
Hey, remember the viral sensation that was Tay Zonday? Think back. Think back a little harder. There you go.
Turns out Tay Zonday is still around, and his songs are still terrible (but his production values have skyrocketed!). And yet! "Mama Economy" is probably the best thing the Internet star has ever posted to his YouTube account.
Why is this song so great? Maybe it's because he didn't bother rhyming the lyrics this time. Also, it doubles as a pretty good crash course in understanding...
The Associated Press and Harvey Levin's Twitter simultaneously broke the news that Demi Moore is for sure, for serious, for realsies, divorcing Ashton Kutcher.
If you thought to yourself, Oh, boy, now Ashton really can date one of his stepdaughters, congratulations! You are as sick as I am.
Her official statement:
It is with great sadness and a heavy heart that I have decided to end my six-year marriage to Ashton. As a woman, a mother and a wife there are certain values and vows that I ho...
What the holy ish is this ish?
Thomas Brodnicki, the guy who stalked starlet Selena Gomez all summer long, was dismissed from court yesterday. Superior Court Judge Edmund Wilcox Clarke Jr. (to quote Herb Welch, "Oh, pick a name") ruled that the court could not prove Brodnicki's "intent" to frighten or intimidate Gomez.
Wow, judge! What a triumph for the legal system! If we can make sure that just one innocent man---an innocent man who once stalked a woman out of a Des Plaines convenience store all the way to her college in Iowa, where he continued to stalk her for years--...
What does George Clooney see in girlfriend Stacy Keibler? Giuliana Rancic of E! (she's already back at work!) wanted to know.
"She's tall. She can take me two out of three falls." Then, to clarify: "She can kick my ass."
Rancic also tried to get a straight answer out of Clooney about plans for babymakin', which is Rancic's favorite topic. No dice, Rancic!
But 11-year-old Amara Miller, who plays Clooney's daughter in The Descendants, warns that Clooney isn't really dad material: "Let me just say,...
A couple days ago, I posted the audio track to Rebecca Black's new hit single, "Person of Interest." Why did I do that? I ought to have figured that an official music video would be along momentarily.
And here it is now!
In this video, Rebecca meets her eponymous "person of interest" at the carnival, where they play skee-ball and drive go-karts. But by nighttime, she can't find him. Oh, no!
There is something so namelessly blithe---so charmless!---about Miss Black's performances that just kills me. I think it has to do with the way she chews up words and spits them out through her nose. Also, the eye contact.
Since we last discussed Rebecca Black, though, I have listened to her new song approximately 8000 times. It's no "Friday" (can you believe it's only been half a year since Rebecca ruined the best day of the week?), but "Person of Interest" is, uh, kind of working for me. Also, I found the mini-golf scenes sort of poignant, just because I used to go with my boyfriend to a pirate-themed 18-hole golf course back when I was like 15. Sigh. />
A couple days ago, I posted the audio track to Rebecca Black's new hit single, "Person of Interest." Why did I do that? I ought to have figured that an official music video would be along momentarily.
And here it is now!
In this video, Rebecca meets her eponymous "person of interest" at the carnival, where they play skee-ball and drive go-karts. But by nighttime, she can't find him. Oh, no!
There is something so namelessly blithe---so charmless!---about Miss Black's performances tha...
"I've never been single,” she says in the December issue of Vogue magazine, regarding her split last year from Irish actor Stuart Townsend.
"This is the first time in my life. From the time I was nineteen, I’ve been in relationships, literally gone from one to the other within a month."
---Charlize Theron talks relationships, via Radar (this month's Vogue is just full of quotables!).
Why, hello, there, Serial Monogamy!
This is kind of a tricky quote, to be sure, but I really do fee...
I admit that, lately, it's been hard for me to look at Carrie Fisher directly: there is something so severe about her recent cosmetic enhancements. I don't know. I guess she looks good? I guess? Maybe it just needs to "relax," kind of like how a haircut doesn't look good for a week or two.
Anyway, it's a relief to know that the old bat is still in there somewhere. And here she is now, picking on poor William Shatner for no good reason. (Actually, that isn't entirely true---she's actually responding directly to a smack-talk video Shatner made in September.)
Carrie Fisher, insulting both Star Trek and William Shatner:
"Maybe they're just, they're 'effects.' They're not called special effects."
"Where do they go to? Klingon? It just sounds like a laundry detergent."
"I have the metal bikini. By the way, Bill has borrowed it."
"And he's had a kidney stone, right?---get this!---that he sold for 75 thousand dollars. Now keep in mind, this is an item that one would have… it comes out of the person's… what. Well, penis, ultimately! Yes! And that, to me, has never been something erotic. 'Oh, is that out of William Shatner's penis? Did it finally come out? Oh, great!'"
"Not that this is a big deal, but our merchandising is so much better. And my space buns---they're so much better than Nimoy's ears."
In a fight between Star Wars and Star Trek, who would win? Weigh in! />
I admit that, lately, it's been hard for me to look at Carrie Fisher directly: there is something so severe about her recent cosmetic enhancements. I don't know. I guess she looks good? I guess? Maybe it just needs to "relax," kind of like how a haircut doesn't look good for a week or two.
Anyway, it's a relief to know that the old bat is still in there somewhere. And here she is now, picking on poor William Shatner for no good reason. (Actually, that isn't entirely true---she's actually r...