Be honest, the minute you heard that Ed Skrein was backing out of his role as a Japanese-American soldier in the Hellboy reboot after the backlash of criticism over Hollywood’s propensity for whitewashing – did you think, “I bet they get that guy from Lost.” Well, if you did, then you were right! According to The Hollywood Reporter, Daniel Dae Kim is in talks to take over the role. Being an Asian actor in Hollywood is hard, so it helps if you are one of THE Asian actors in Hollywood.
Kim will play Major Ben Daimio, a rugged military member of the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense who, due to a supernatural encounter, can turn into a jaguar when angered or in pain. The character is Japanese-American in the Hellboy comics by creator Mike Mignola.
Daniel has been an outspoken critic of the lack of roles for Asian actors, and famously walked away from Hawaii Five-0 when they couldn’t come up with Scott Caan money for him. Of course Daniel is not just “that guy from Lost.” He’s also a dude with a hot bod and sexy chiseled facial features. Yes, Daniel Dae (more like Daniel Bae) can get it, and I’m glad Hollywood might have woke up a little and given him something good to work with. But I fear we are sleeping on a whole lot of other sexy Asian men who are out there just waiting to objectified and drooled over. Now, get it together Hollywood and make with some juicy roles for these sexy men (and women!) to star in.
I was reminded of Demi Lovato’s existence the other night while watching Project Runway and she was the guest judge. The designers all had to make sleepwear for Heidi’s collection, and not one of them made a fun onesie! Such a shame.
Well, Demi has popped up yet again, and this time her appearance comes with a whiff of intrigue! Page Six reports that Demi went to Disneyland with a girl, and they were spotted holding hands. Yep, holding hands. I mean, it’s clear that we should grab the ink pad and stamp this one SERIOUS RELATIONSHIP.
Angry hemorrhoid James Woods loves Twitter more than anything. Yesterday James #tooktotwitter to share his outrage about the upcoming movie Call Me By Your Name starring Armie Hammer. It’s about a love affair set in Italy in the 1980’s between a 24-year-old and a 17-year-old (per Entertainment Tonight, the age of consent there is 14).
Now, you’d think that James would be On. Board. given his well documented career as a geriatric connoisseur of very young women, but for some reason this particular story set him off. What could it be that has him all up in his feelings? Oh, it’s about two men? I see.
The new teaser trailer for the third film called Fifty Shades Freed is out, and once again it looks like it’s NOT about a kinky couple bumping uglies in the paint swatch samples aisle at Home Depot.
Not to humble brag or anything, but I don’t really follow these films, nor did I read any of the books. But like any other red-blooded American woman, a certain amount of knowledge has, without my consent, slipped into my subconscious. So I guess I know the basics. The first one was all “I’m an A-type ugly duckling who needs to get laid, damn who’s this sexy manipulator?” and the second one was all “I got my back blown out by a billionaire and now it’s my turn to hold the whip.” According to this teaser trailer, I guess this third one is all “let me go ahead and marry this dude cuz I got rich bitch shit to do, oh no did I just get kidnapped by some other dude I wanna fuck?”
Jim Carrey is either losing his shit, has lost his shit, is on some whole other shit, or has got this shit figured out. Jim was interviewed on some New York Fashion Week red carpet by E! News and made things meta for microphone-pusher Catt Sadler by questioning her existence and his.
Things are really tough right now at the Jolie mansion. The ‘change filter’ light on the Evian Septic System For Stars & Other Richies™ has been blinking for weeks. One of the gardeners took the afternoon off and forgot to leave the fresh Tahitian gardenias in the ancillary powder room located inside the second and third floor guest bathroom. And to top it all off, Angelina Jolie’s stylist is dead, because she accidentally on purpose laid out a navy blue muumuu instead a black one for Angie’s “surprise” trip to 7-Eleven with the kids. I mean, for fucks sake, does she have to do everything herself?!?!