I always need an internal Hazmat Cleanup when I see or hear the words Harvey Weinstein, and the above effigy created by Edenbridge Bonfire Society that was burned moments later, barely takes the edge off of the disgust his name and image invoke. He has become synonymous with that festering pile of abandoned trash floating on a barge in New York Harbor. This latest Harvey garbage isn’t any less biohazard producing than any other, and it has an extra layer of grossness to it. Apparently Harvey dragged Jennifer Lawrence into his bad acts, claiming that he had sex with her, while in the act of attempting to rape a woman who has now filed a lawsuit against him. Continue reading
I must admit, I was one of those suckers who watched True Blood to the bitter, fairy dusted, laughably accented end. It wasn’t perfect, ok, it wasn’t “good”, but it filled my eyes with many sexy butts plus Lafayette (RIP Nelsan), so I’ll never regret the time I spent in Bon Temps. Turns out, it could have been a lot worse! TB creator Alan Ball spoke about the show on the occasion of its 10th anniversary and revealed that Vampire Beehl was almost played by an alien. Sadly/thankfully, the world was robbed of its opportunity to see Benedict Cumberbatch’s cumberbiscuits when the role of Bill Compton went to Stephen Moyer instead.
Justin Theroux and Emma Stone are two people who are not dating (just friends!), but they just can’t stop throwing out the signals of people who are dating each other. They’ve been seen repeatedly together, and they recently spent time in France at the same places and beaches. If you’re keeping track at home, it’s time to whip out a marker and make yet another note for the “Ok but they’re totally dating” column. And the latest evidence comes by way of Jennifer Lawrence.
A few months ago, Jennifer Lawrence said that she’s waiting for 22-year-old Timothée Chalamet to turn 30 before she pounces on him like a spring-loaded cougar. In the meantime, it would appear she’s found someone suitable to help her pass the time. Ring the bell, JLaw’s sexual dry spell is over!
According to Page Six and People, 27-year-old Jennifer is dating a 33-year-old art gallery director named Cooke Maroney. No relation to Jenna (too bad for him). Cooke works at Manhattan’s Gladstone Gallery. Going off his name name, you might think they met in the getaway car waiting outside a speakeasy robbery, but they actually met through one of Jennifer’s friends. A source says that it’s been going on for a few weeks, but that they’ve been very careful not to be seen together.
Jennifer was most recently linked to Darren Aronofsky, but they called it quits in November. As for Cooke, Page Six doesn’t have any information about him, but since he sort of looks like a handsome Muppet, I’m guessing his last relationship was a fling with Miss Piggy.
This relationship could really be great for Jennifer. Not only does she get a successful dude out of it, but unlike her past two guys, he won’t litter the floors of her house with shedded scarves. Plus, she’ll learn a little thing or two about art. And that can’t be bad, because Jennifer could use a lesson in identifying good art from garbage.
It wasn’t THAT long ago when John Mayer was just as much of a must-have accessory to blonde starlets as Chihuahuas and afternoon shopping trips to Fred Segal. But maybe it was Taylor Swift writing a song about him being a shitty boyfriend – eh, no, it wasn’t that. It was probably that after Taylor, he amassed a phonebook’s worth of women he was a shitty boyfriend to or, in the case of Jessica Simpson, described as sexual napalm after they broke up. So when John showed up to host a special edition of Andy Cohen’s Watch What Happens Live for the host’s 50th birthday, he brought up how Andy’s friends like Jennifer Lawrence take a page from the southerner’s playbook in how to act toward him: love your hair, hate your guts! Continue reading
Back in the 90s, all Julia Roberts had to do was fart on camera (or just do Mona Lisa Smile…same difference), and a production studio would fork over $20 million. These days, Hollywood is pinching pennies, realizing audiences care more about the CGI than who is starring in a flick. Why pay for Meryl Streep when you can just hire one of those Westworld robots? It doesn’t mean you’re going to see The Rock and other actors in line at the soup kitchen…it just means they’re paid differently (aka back-end deals). Or, if you’re him, you just say you won’t Tweet about the movie you have opening on Friday unless the studio forks over a cool million dollars. Continue reading