Category: Anna Paquin
A “Grey’s Anatomy” Writer Who Lied About Having Cancer For Years Also Implied That Anna Paquin Had Given Her A Kidney
New pathological liar just dropped! I’m already looking forward to the Hulu mini-series about Elisabeth Finch, the Grey’s Anatomy and former True Blood writer who recently took a personal leave of absence because her WebMD of lies has finally caught up to her. Vanity Fair just published a lengthy, 2-part expose detailing Elisabeth’s battle with a rare form of bone cancer, childhood and ongoing abuse at the hands of her brother, the death of said brother by suicide, an abortion necessitated by chemotherapy treatments, a friend that was killed in the Tree of Life synagogue massacre whose viscera the FBI allowed her to clean from the floor and a kidney transplant, all of which she apparently made up. But a lot of that shit really did happen to Elizabeth’s estranged wife, a registered nurse named Jennifer Beyer, who she met in a mental health treatment center while posing as “Jo,” the same name of a character on Grey’s for whom she wrote an arc where Jo, whose own abuser died, has to go to a mental health treatment center. And don’t suggest Anna Paquin to star in Miss Diagnosis: The Elisabeth Finch Story. Anna’s too close. Elisabeth tried to say that Anna had been her kidney donor!
Gird Your Loins And Neck: HBO Is Bringing “True Blood” Back
Gratuitous titties, ass and dicks are about to make a comeback in a big way. Variety reports that HBO is rebooting True Blood, the show that put the “erection” in resurrection. And it’s being developed by Roberto Aguirre-Sacasa, the man who put the “erection” in Archie Andrews’ pants when he created Riverdale. Alan Ball, the show’s original showrunner, will return as an executive producer.
Modesty Reigned Supreme On The SAG Awards Red Carpet
I don’t know which Project Runway reject fucked up the Overstock.com bedsheet challenge this badly either. And to think, we were so worried about Lizzo getting her juice all over the folding chairs at The Staples Center, we forgot to worry about potential coochie-contact with the upholstered seats at the Shrine Auditorium. However, Sarah Hyland’s short and confusing floral 4th of July bunting skirt was an outlier. For the most part, the outfits on display at last night’s Screen Actors’ Guild Awards were a lot more conservative, ranging from the tiered ruffles and billowy chiffon of a modest religious sect, to tailored suits. On ladies! Hollywood is confusing.
This Was Almost Your “True Blood” Vampire Beehl
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.
Anna Paquin Thought It Was Funny That The BBC Showed Her Boobs Off
If you were watching the BBC’s News at Ten on Tuesday, you were probably roused out of your usual late night stupor when a monitor in the newsroom behind anchor Sophie Raworth showed some chick doffing her top and letting her boobies bounce. Eagle-eyed viewers who somehow made it through one of True Blood’s later seasons (believe me, it wasn’t easy) recognized the video as a scene from a Season Six episode and the boobies as belonging to its Oscar-winning star, Anna “SOOOKEEH!!!” Paquin. Most of us suddenly shown off naked in front of 3.8 million viewers might be a trifle put out. But Anna, who was often topless on the show, though it was funny as hell. She said so on Twitter (as did her husband and True Blood co-star, Stephen “BEEEEEL!!!” Moyer).
Open Post: Hosted By Jonathan Rhys Meyers Giving You Stunning Travolta Hair
Somewhere deep in the bowels of the Scientology Centre bath house, a team of massage therapists are working the tensed-up knots out of John Travolta’s body (you decided where those tensed-up knots are) as he seethes over these pictures of Jonathan Rhys Meyers’ lush mop delicately blowing in the French air. John Travolta has to troll the finest taxidermy boutiques in Beverly Hills to find the creatures he wears on his head while JRM’s luxurious mane is naturally grown (I think). Fair: Life isn’t!
While looking like he just fell out of a European Lens Crafters ad, JRM and his stunning hair posed with Anika Noni Rose and Sookeh Stackhouse at a photo call for the History Channel’s Roots at the MipTV conference in Cannes today. Not pictured are all of the people behind the cameras who are slapping at their hands to keep themselves from gently stroking JRM’s gorgeous hair and/or shaving off that scraggly pussy patch on his chin.
And yes, I said Roots. You may be wondering why two out of three of the actors at a photo call for Roots are white. Well, this Roots is actually a ten-part mini-series about the rise of the JcPenney salon in the 70s and 90s. No, it’s really a remake of that Roots. The rest of the cast must have missed their flights. Yeah, that’s it.
Here’s more from today’s photo call as well as pictures of JRM and his fiancee at the premiere gala for Roots Rebooted.