Selena Gomez is taking her lesbian lover Justin Bieber’s lead and hitting the music scene, with her own album and tour, because she doesn’t need to piggyback on his undeserving success, she’s got her own undeserving success to milk the fuck out of before it is too late…and as far as I’m concerned, she’s already fucking failed. I mean, she had an opportunity with this album to actually re-invent herself, you know even as a one hit wonder pop tart, she could have branded this shit anyway she wanted to, and instead of doing something hot, or outrageous, or that I could jerk off to like she was Rihanna, she’s in fucking low level catlog looking pics you’d find in a flyer for a local department store. Seriously garbage. That’s not to say I expected this girl to have a clue as to what was up, but her team should learn how to launch her, package her, and exploit her better. Seriously.
Ashley Tisdale makes me laugh. I’ve been writing about her FIT BODY / Bad Face for a while, and I just can’t seem to get enough of it. I think it is because I know that she knows she’s not hot, but that she tries to be as hot as she can in photoshoots, because she’s come this far, she can’t just brown paper bag herself all the time, like she does with the paparazzi, but she can duck face. I mean if she thought she was hot, she wouldn’t have got plastic surgery in the first place, she would have just owned her look. Instead, she does all she can to smoke and mirror it, from fitness to this nonsense, and for some reason, she’s growing on me, I kind of appreciate the ugly duckling fighting for her right to be seen, even if it stems from delusion and being a spoiled entitled cunt, but I am probably only into it thanks to the fit body part, cuz with a fit body, a bad face hardly even exists. Fact.
Everyday in the celebrity babe blogging world. a handful of girls I have never heard of pop up in the forums , shot by paparazzi, but not in the way you’d want them to be shot, being at the level of fame they are at. You know, in bikinis, on the beach, and people for some reason are so desperate for bikini content for their sites, they post them, like these people fucking matter, when they’d be better off posting pics of any random everyday bitch in a bikini, because let’s face it, everyday bitches are probably as hot if not hotter, but more importantly, just about as famous as these girls, only these girls set up a wikipedia page, befriend the paparazzi, who knows, but the strategy, as low level as it is….works….and here are todays top 2 no names in bikinis….. 1- Michelle Heaton 2- Lucy Mecklenburgh
Here are some Page 3 girls for this week, so far. We’ve got Rosie Jones on April 22. We’ve got Danni Wells on the 23. We’ve got Rosie Jones again on the 23. We’ve got Emily O’Hara on the 24. We’ve go no one for Monday or Friday. We’ve got an asshole blogger who doesn’t care about these glamour models with daddy issues posing topless for attention to be low level stars in the UK in a shoot that was probably done over the course of a day last year for the year, making these titties not as current as they pretend to be based on the date of the paper, but you know what, they are still tits and for that they deserve our attention, just not our respect.
These Miley Cyrus pics came out yesterday and I haven’t stopped looking at. That’s a lie, I haven’t looked at them at all because I don’t actual care, because I like girls who look like hookers, in fact I like hookers and I know for a fact that she doesn’t look like a hooker or a street walker at all, I mean maybe one in a movie, but not real deal ladies of the night I see, more often than I probably should. They just don’t look anything like this. But I do appreciate her recently single efforts to walk around in heels, short shorts and no bra, even if all the girls dress like this and it is nothing to really celebrate. You see cuz every time you leave your house it is a sexual experience…but I guess Miley is inspiring the youth with her naughty brat who wants male attention behavior and that Works for me, unfortunately, 20 dollars won’t make her actually work for me, if you know what I mean. To See the Rest of the Pics FOLLOW THIS LINK
She’s from the UK, she host some shit called “I’m a Celebrity Get me Out of Here”….I don’t know shit about her or that show, I just know she’s in a bikini and it’s hardly life changing, it’s just nice that her idea of a bikini is to wear some weird shirt with no bra that from the right angle is see through and she’s bra-less in, exposing more of her tit than if she was in a bikini, but I guess her level of insecurity lies in her gut, or maybe she’s just trying to protect her pale grey skin from the sun, something it may have never seen before, but who really cares. To See the Rest of the Pics FOLLOW THIS LINK
So in case you guys didn’t hear because you had more important things to do this weekend than follow celebrity gossip, like take a nap on the couch, Reese Witherspoon was arrested Friday for allegedly mouthing off to a state trooper while her husband got busted for a DUI. I always thought Reese was way too wholesome for my tastes, but apparently I was wrong. She even supposedly broke out my all-time favorite celebrity line, “Do you know who I am?” I just hope she threatened to get him fired too. That’s the last square I need on my Celebrity Arrest Bingo card. » view all 15 photos Photos: PacificCoastNews , Fameflynet , WENN.com
A longstanding gig will keep Sandra Bernhard from attending the Tribeca Film Festival’s closing-night screening of The King of Comedy on April 27, but it’s not like she needs her memory jogged. The comedienne recalls that making Martin Scorsese’s prescient and oh-so-dark 1982 comedy about a deluded stand-up comic ( Robert De Niro ) who kidnaps his favorite talk-show host ( Jerry Lewis ), was a “coming-of-age experience that left me a changed person.” Talk about a breakthrough. Bernhard played Masha, an obsessed and similarly deluded fan of Lewis’ Jerry Langford character, who after helping to carry out the the kidnapping, entertained the duct-taped Langford in her bra and panties. Great comedy is often deeply unsettling, and Bernhard’s portrayal of Masha is so unabashedly off the wall that she left movie audiences squirming and Jerry Lewis genuinely aghast. It’s one of the purest comic performances captured on film. Here’s a little taste: The Monster Masha I talked with Bernhard about her experience making the movie, her scene with three-fourths of the British punk band the Clash , and her thoughts on whether a movie as prescient as The King of Comedy could be re-made at a time when the world is full of Rupert Pupkins and Mashas. Movieline: Let’s start with all the talent you beat out for the role of Masha. You’ve talked about how Debra Winger and Ellen Barkin were in the running, but Meryl Streep wanted that part as well. Any others that come to mind? Sandra Bernhard: I had heard that as well. So many people were up for that role, but I don’t know who exactly because they obviously didn’t tell me. I only knew about Ellen because I heard from her directly. I know that the part kind of came down to me and another actress, but I don’t remember who it was. Somebody did tell me at one point but it wasn’t anybody really compelling. How has the movie’s meaning for you changed over the years? I haven’t seen the movie in a long time. How many times can you watch yourself, you know? It’s uncomfortable. I am curious to see it again all cleaned up and restored. The film was so representative of an era in filmmaking when people would take their time in a scene. It wasn’t a case of rush, rush, rush onto the next moment. You had room to breathe, and I think that in itself made people uncomfortable because the topic was so weird and out of left field at the time. Now, expectations of fame and desire run so extreme that the film almost seems tame in comparison, but there’s still something about The King of Comedy that’s very disarming and offbeat and something you’ll never see again. And so those are the emotions I feel. It was very evocative. I agree. One of the reasons the film is so memorable is the way the camera lingers on the discomfort that you and De Niro create in your scenes. It’s very visceral and pure in a way. Exactly. All of this extreme in-your-face social media doesn’t really have any impact because it doesn’t breathe. You don’t have to stay with it. As quickly as you look at it, it’s gone. This film has resonance and depth. It’s made of earth and mud and shit — stuff that sticks to you. And yet, for a film that observes the old rules of filmmaking, it’s pretty prescient when you consider the celebrity-obsessed moment we’re now experiencing. Yes, but even though it was predicting where things were going to go, it did so in a much more human, relatable way that we’ve lost in the inception of all the things that The King of Comedy predicted. Do you think this movie could be made or remade today? No way. At one point, Jack Black wanted to remake it, and I was like — I mean I love him, he’s fabulous, don’t get me wrong, but I don’t think it would have worked. It’s too late to remake it. We’re here and there’s nothing to really predict. It’s just an ongoing conversation you have every day of the week like, “Can you believe he’s famous?” There’s nothing to say about it. We’re in the middle of it. Scorsese has said making the film was very difficult and trying because of the subject matter, and he and De Niro didn’t work together again until 1989 for Goodfellas . Was that evident when you were filming? I don’t remember it being that way, but I think Marty puts a lot of his own intellectual and emotional weight into everything he does. He’s a brooding kind of person and I think that things get under his skin and affect him. I’m so the opposite. I just go and do it, and then I pull out of it. I try not to stay with the feelings. Maybe it shook him up in a way that didn’t affect me. When it’s your film and you’re making it, you’ve got a lot more at stake. Do you have one particularly memorable moment of him directing you. Did you crack Scorsese up? I cracked him up more than once, but I think the most important thing I learned from working with him was keep to things very small. I was used to working on stage where everything needs to be big and gesticulated and over-the-top. Whereas, when you’re making a movie, the littlest nuance and the littlest emotion are read very easily when the camera is right there in your face. So he would always tell me, “tone it down.” Your performance is very real and that makes the movie all the more unsettling. I remember flinching while watching the film and thinking, “This is so intense.” It was, and in order to not, like, completely shatter the screen, there had to be a little bit of holding back. You have a scene where you tangle with members of the Clash in the movie: Paul Simonon, Mick Jones and the late Joe Strummer. How did that happen? Marty was a big fan of theirs, and I think they were in town doing something and he just got them to do the scene. We shot that in front of the Colony Records on a very, very hot day — sometime in July. It was nuts. They were just smoking and leaning against the place, you know, talking to me, and I said: “look at the street trash….” It was crazy. Did De Niro or Lewis give you any guidance on the set? Well, Jerry loves to direct. Whereas he is not as magnanimous as the rest of them, he would still acknowledge a powerful scene or a great moment by his reaction. He would register total fear and shock while sitting across the table from this lunatic Jewish girl. He had never seen anything like me. In that respect, the movie also represents a real moment in comedy: you’ve got Lewis, the old guard, starring opposite you, who was satirizing his brand of Vaudevillian comedy in your nightclub act. Absolutely. There couldn’t have been two more disparate worlds than the ones Jerry Lewis and I inhabited in 1981 when we shot the picture. Jerry had never been in a movie with a lady like me. I was deconstructing self-deprecating female comedy and the kind of dusty shtick of that generation — my father’s generation. I think that was another reason they liked me for the role: I brought that new avant-garde attitude to the whole thing. Did you improvise the entire dinner scene with Lewis? There were parameters — points that I needed to get to throughout the scene — but Marty wanted me to bring some of the act I was doing at a time into it, and he just let me go. I was supposed to be this crazy character who was on her own in the world. And I just tapped into who I was at the time and let it fly. Both Masha and Rupert are incredibly self-involved characters seeking fame and attention. All these years later, it feels like a world of Mashas and Ruperts is being spawned before our eyes. That certainly was the most prescient part of the movie when you look at it now. But at least they were interesting, complex characters. Now they’re just morons. I’d do anything to see anybody as interesting as the two of us, God forbid. Look at the crap on all the different websites and the blogs. It’s like, sorry, you’re not cutting the mustard. You have nothing to add to this conversation.Can it. Will you be in attendance on closing night? I can’t be there because I’m performing in Pittsburgh in association with the Andy Warhol Museum . The gig has been on the books for six months now. They wouldn’t let me out of the gig so I said, at least I had more than 15 minutes of fame . Last question. What are you doing next? I’m on the road doing my one-woman shows. I’m in the middle of trying to set up this TV series for myself and another actress, but I don’t want to talk about it as this stage. And I’m shooting a little independent small film in Brooklyn in the fall called Love in Brooklyn . It’s a cute film that supposed to take place in the ‘80s. It has a dance vibe to it. Follow Frank DiGiacomo on Twitter. Follow Movieline on Twitter.
New York City has a long-held reputation as the city that never sleeps. Resident Amanda Bynes is apparently taking this old saying to heart. The actress went on a social media bender last night, tweeting silly pictures – some her own, some fan-made – and continuing to insist that all is well with her. Here’s Amanda as God, and with her celebrity crush Drake (as lions): The 27-year-old made headlines earlier this week by trashing an ex ( Amanda Bynes and Kid Cudi dated, apparently), and posting one an epic selfie video. While she has been critical of photos taken of her by paparazzi, and the tabloids/sites who publish them, she said her Twitter video was perfection . She seemed to be in better spirits about a series of silly fan-made tributes to her greatness, as seen above and below, and she is obsessed with herself. Her words, not ours. Selfies galore. Check out two more classics from fans (bow down to Queen Bynes!), and some of our favorite Amanda Bynes pics posted by the star herself. Troubled or not, she’s certainly interesting …
