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Yes, As a Matter of Fact, Armond White Called J. Hoberman a ‘Jackass.’ And?

“Well I was quoted correctly but only a fraction of what I had to say. I’m a big fan of Albert Brooks so I had things to talk to him about his work, about his movies, we talked about an album of his that I loved called A Star is Bought . And I had to tell him so. And that was really the gist of our conversation, but the little Hoberman moles standing around, they didn’t care about that. Albert asked me the question, is Jay Hoberman here, and I said, that jackass? Cause I couldn’t figure out why somebody as smart as Albert Brooks would even want to know.” [ The Interrobang ]

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Which Golden Globe Winner Topped Quentin Tarantino’s Top 11 of 2011?

Considering how unabashedly Quentin Tarantino wears his cinephilia on his sleeve, it’s always fascinating to get a peek inside that movie geek brain of his to see what’s swimming around. And thanks to The Quentin Tarantino Archives, the world now knows which 11 films of last year topped QT’s best-of list, which just missed the cut, and which movies, interestingly enough, earned his “Nice Try” award. Last year Tarantino named Toy Story 3 the best of the year while also praising Animal Kingdom , I Am Love , and Enter the Void in his choice cuts. This time around he seems to have stuck with mainstream cineplex offerings — no Melancholia , for example, and only one foreign language movie in the entire list! Browse his picks and see if you agree: Quentin Tarantino’s official Top Eleven of 2011 1. Midnight In Paris 2. Rise Of The Planet Of The Apes 3. Moneyball 4. The Skin I Live In 5. X-Men: First Class 6. Young Adult 7. Attack The Block 8. Red State 9. Warrior 10. The Artist / Our Idiot Brother (tie) 11. The Three Musketeers Others he liked (no particular order) 50/50 Beginners Hugo The Iron Lady Carnage Green Hornet Green Lantern Captain America The Descendants My Week With Marilyn Fast Five Tree Of Life The Hangover Part II Mission Impossible 4 The Beaver Contagion The Sitter War Horse Nice Try Award Drive Hanna Drive Angry Real Steel Maybe in 2011, while prepping Django Unchained , Tarantino didn’t get out much. It’s possible he watches more older movies than new ones. Perhaps genre exercises Drive , Drive Angry , and Hanna hewed too close to QT’s own wheelhouse to impress. But seriously, Quentin — the mess that was Green Lantern over the ubercool stylings of Nicholas Winding Refn? Explain thyself! Midnight in Paris , meanwhile, is such a solid #1 pick that I forgive any other oversights; after all, we all have gaps in our viewing habits, and no list is perfect. (I’m guessing/hoping Tarantino simply missed out on Shame , for example.) Eh, it’s Woody Allen’s best work in years. It won Best Screenplay at the Globes . I love the thought of Tarantino giving into the romance of it all, since he of all filmmakers gets the allure of nostalgia, clearly. Head over to The Quentin Tarantino Archives for the full list, including Tarantino’s picks for Best Director, Best Adapted Screenplay, and Best Original Screenplay. [ The Quentin Tarantino Archives ]

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Oscar Index: They Shoot Horses, Don’t They?

What a week at Movieline’s Institute for the Advanced Study of Kudos Forensics, where the pundits’ hustle harmonized with the guilds’ bustle to create a heavy-duty wake-up call for some otherwise dormant awards-season underdogs. They also telegraphed danger for a few juggernauts once thought unassailable. What does it all mean as we head into the Critics Choice and Golden Globe Awards weekend? To the Index! The Leading 10: 1. The Artist 2. The Descendants 3. Midnight in Paris 4. The Help 5. Hugo 6. War Horse 7. Moneyball 8. The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo 9. The Tree of Life 10. Bridesmaids Outsiders: The Ides of March ; Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy ; Drive The awards race always begins to feel a little more real around this time every year, when the New York Film Critics Circle and National Board of Review officially hand out their hardware, the guilds weigh in with their reliably precursory nominations, and the black-ops Oscar mercenaries hired to cut the competitions’ throats are finally turned loose by their monied studio masters. No such barbarism will be necessary, apparently, for the foes of War Horse , which the Directors Guild , Writers Guild , American Society of Cinematographers and Art Directors Guild — all containing valuable membership overlap with the Academy — each ignored in their respective nomination announcements over the last week. It was the bitchslap heard ’round Hollywood — or at least around the awards punditocracy, where experts hastened to digest what on Earth happened to the mighty-turned-slight-y Steven Spielberg epic. “My own oft-repeated view is fact that anyone with a smidgen of taste or perspective knew from the get-go that Spielberg’s film didn’t have the internals that would make it go all the way,” wrote Jeffrey Wells. Sasha Stone posed a related theory : “All of the Oscar bluster around it was self-generated inside the bubble movie writers inhabit. As the presumed defacto frontrunner there was simply no way it could win — the hype destroys even the best of films.” Steve Pond was sanguine-ish : “The film is still a likely Oscar nominee, but it would no longer seem as much of a surprise if Spielberg himself was overlooked by the Academy’s Directors Branch.” Grantland’s Oscar oracle Mark Harris, meanwhile, lumped War Horse in with The Tree of Life to gauge two ever-deflating awards bubbles: I would characterize both movies as “down but not out” — with a grim reminder that that’s usually exactly what one says just before, “Okay, they’re out.” I’ve been saying from the beginning that passion rather than consensus will power Terrence Malick’s movie toward a Best Picture nomination, but the fact that it went 0-for-3 with the writers, directors, and producers is not encouraging. I can offer a series of valid rationales — writing was always a long shot, the DGA’s large votership of rank-and-filers is generally inhospitable to art films, and the producers just don’t get it. Still, the hill it has to climb is getting awfully steep. War Horse at least managed to score a Producers Guild nomination. Fair enough. But understanding the first law of Oscar thermodynamics — that energy can be neither created nor destroyed but merely transferred to the campaign of a more palatable movie — as we do, it was hardly surprising to witness the rapid ascent of such guild favorites as The Descendants , Midnight in Paris and The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo . The latter pair in particular enjoyed excellent showings this week, with Dragon Tattoo going four-for-four with the aforementioned guilds (too bad it can’t carry the momentum into Thursday’s Critics Choice Movie Awards and Sunday’s Golden Globes, both of which largely overlooked the thriller) and Midnight in Paris drawing at least one persuasive argument that it would not only contend on Oscar night, but in fact has a terrific chance to win . Invoking Annie Hall , The Silence of the Lambs , Gladiator , and other erstwhile Best Picture winners that bucked the convention of a fall release date, Gold Derby’s Tom Brueggemann went way in depth to explain why Woody Allen’s May flower may come up smelling like a rose next month. A sample: None of these films was the obvious winner when they were released. Each had to withstand competition from highly touted late-year entries to prevail under the old “most votes wins” system. Under this method of counting, Midnight in Paris , Hugo and The Artist might split the votes. Each is a period piece centered on creative types in the 1920s and 30s; these somewhat stylized yet smart entertainments appeal to older members. However, under preferential voting, the chances of one of these three winning increases with the one most likely to prevail having the most top-of-the-list support and fewest detractors — i.e., Midnight in Paris . There’s a lot more worthy reading where that came from; Brueggemann’s piece is easily the most sensible, thought-provoking awards analysis I’ve read all week. Anyway, speaking of The Artist , all the guild recognition and forthcoming Hollywood love this weekend couldn’t stop some commentators to from sniffing a backlash. No sooner did Tom O’Neil and Rotten Tomatoes editor Matt Atchity surmise that a fade might be near than The Guardian ‘s Joe Utichi spotlighted the silent film’s thriving subculture of foes. “[A]s the road to the Oscars winds ever on,” he wrote, “it seems this year’s awards favorite, The Artist , isn’t immune to a spirited blogger backlash that sounds ever louder as the film’s five-star reviews continue to decorate its myriad campaign ads.” And then there was Kim Novak Rapegate , the most tastelessly, transparently obvious smear job since someone delivered the L.A. Times mass quantities of weak ammo against The Hurt Locker two years ago. “Today, actress Kim Novak — a noted recluse so out of the Hollywood loop that I doubt most people under 50 know her name — took a full page ad in Variety ,” wrote Roger Friedman, citing Novak’s instantly infamous “protest” that The Artist ‘s brief use of music from Vertigo had “violated” her “body of work.” Friedman, himself a noted Harvey Weinstein ally/mouthpiece, continued in the front-runner’s defense: “It’s hard to believe that Novak was so motivated by The Artist soundtrack -– so full of original melodies and inventive work–that she called up Variety and read them a credit card number.” Who’s behind it? Who knows? However, for those keeping score at home, you’ll note that this would mark the second time in as many months that the subject of rape has entered this year’s awards conversation; previously, David Fincher alleged that Dragon Tattoo contained “too much anal rape” to merit Oscar consideration, which we’re finding now is not the case. And Dragon Tattoo producer Scott Rudin essentially hates Weinstein, so… Coincidence? You’ll have plenty of time to think it over while I apply a few bottles of Purell. The Leading 5: 1. Michel Hazanavicius, The Artist 2. Alexander Payne, The Descendants 3. Woody Allen, Midnight in Paris 4. Martin Scorsese, Hugo 5. Steven Spielberg, War Horse Outsiders : David Fincher, The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo ; Bennett Miller, Moneyball ; Tate Taylor, The Help ; Nicolas Winding Refn, Drive Thanks for playing last week, Tate Taylor! The prognosis of the upstart Help director — whose Oscar hopes went from meteoric to crater-rific within about 60 seconds of the DGA nominations announcement — received perhaps the best read from Mark Harris: [F]ilmmakers who get DGA nominations but not Oscar nominations tend to have won DGA hearts with crowd-pleasing studio films: Gary Ross for Seabiscuit , James L. Brooks for As Good As It Gets , Frank Darabont for The Green Mile . Between them, Cameron Crowe, Christopher Nolan, and Rob Reiner have eight DGA nominations -— and zero Best Director Oscar nominations. By contrast, here’s a partial list of the directors who, over the last 15 years, failed to score with the DGA but were nominated for Oscars anyway: Stephen Daldry, Paul Greengrass, Mike Leigh, Pedro Almodovar, Fernando Meirelles, Atom Egoyan, David Lynch. Populists and hitmakers need not apply; even when Clint Eastwood pulled off this feat, it was for Letters From Iwo Jima . This would seem to be very bad news for Tate Taylor — a prototypical DGA nominee if ever there was one[.] The thing is, Harris wrote that in the context of assessing Fincher and Allen’s Oscar chances, particularly vis-à-vis those of Spielberg. Oh, yeah — that guy. Remember him? The slumping titan who epitomizes Michael Cieply’s terrific estimation of how 2011-12 “could be remembered less for its winners than for a large array of high-profile contenders who will be struggling — right up until the Oscar nominations are announced later this month — to avoid embarrassment”? Personally, I can’t envision Spielberg shut out of this category; guilds are helpful precursors, but they tend to have biases that the Academy doesn’t share. (To wit, noted Scott Feinberg: “My hunch is that the DGA’s demographics worked in [Fincher’s] favor, in the sense that the majority of the DGA’s roughly 13,500 members primarily work not in film but in TV, the medium in which Fincher first made his name by shooting some extraordinary commercials and music videos.”) But again, it’s just objectively true that multiple precursors can add up to one collective impact for better or worse. This is either the time for Spielberg’s faction in the Academy to commence rallying or for everyone to just resolve to wait for Lincoln later this year. Or maybe DreamWorks buys a really, really big table this weekend at the Beverly Hilton and the HFPA whips War Horse back to a sprint. We’ll find out soon enough. The Leading 5: 1. (tie) Meryl Streep, The Iron Lady 1. (tie) Viola Davis, The Help 3. Michelle Williams, My Week With Marilyn 4. Tilda Swinton, We Need to Talk About Kevin 5. Rooney Mara, The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo Outsiders : Glenn Close, Albert Nobbs ; Charlize Theron, Young Adult ; Elizabeth Olsen, Martha Marcy May Marlene If a rising tide indeed lifts all boats, then Mara and even Close — whose film finally made some official Oscar headway in the Makeup category — are finding themselves resting a little higher this week. But it hardly matters in light of what’s happening at the tippy-top of the Index, where Streep and Davis are riding their respective waves virtually hand-in-hand. Take their appearances at this week’s NY Film Critics Circle Awards gala, where Davis actually presented Streep with the organization’s Best Actress honors: “It’s a testament to her that she’d do this in this year, which is her year,” Streep acknowledged in her acceptance speech. Streep’s acceptance speech! Thank God we can proceed with class in at least one category here. Well, class and complete and utter confusion, anyway. “[T]here will be questions regarding this race until Oscar Sunday,” wrote Gregory Ellwood — accurately. The Leading 5: 1. Jean Dujardin, The Artist 2. Brad Pitt, Moneyball 3. George Clooney, The Descendants 4. Michael Fassbender, Shame 5. Gary Oldman, Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy Outsiders : Leonardo DiCaprio, J. Edgar ; Demi

Kristin Chenoweth on Rodeo Drive

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Hollywood Tv caught up with Kristin Chenoweth and talked New Years Resolutions as she strolled down Rodeo Drive Follow Hollywood.TV on Facebook @ facebook.com

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Bambi, Forrest Gump, El Mariachi — What’s the Most Surprising New Addition to the National Film Registry?

The Library of Congress today announced an eclectic batch of new inductees into the National Film Registry for 2011, ranging from no-brainers (Charlie Chaplin’s The Kid ) to fantastic finds (the 1930s-era Nicholas Brothers Family Home Movies ). And also: Silence of the Lambs ! Forrest Gump ! … El Mariachi ? Which of these 25 newly anointed selections, to be preserved on account of their cultural, historical or aesthetic significance, is the most surprising addition? The 2011 National Film Registry Additions : Allures (1961) Bambi (1942) The Big Heat (1953) A Computer Animated Hand (1972) Crisis: Behind a Presidential Commitment (1963) The Cry of the Children (1912) A Cure for Pokeritis (1912) El Mariachi (1992) Faces (1968) Fake Fruit Factory (1986) Forrest Gump (1994) Growing Up Female (1971) Hester Stree t (1975) I, an Actress (1977) The Iron Horse (1924) The Kid (1921) The Lost Weekend (1945) The Negro Soldier (1944) Nicholas Brothers Family Home Movies (1930s-1940s) Norma Rae (1979) Porgy and Bess (1959) The Silence of the Lambs (1991) Stand and Deliver (1988) Twentieth Century (1934) War of the Worlds (1953) I could be convinced of El Mariachi ‘s worthiness given Robert Rodriguez’s famed hardscrabble production legend and the fact that he’s created a manageable cottage industry for himself working on the periphery of Hollywood. And yeah, El Mariachi ‘s pretty good, but for my money it’s the weakest new addition of the bunch. Which is not to say it’s the most surprising; Forrest Gump was well-loved and somewhat groundbreaking in its time even if it feels cringe-inducingly dated now, but many of these selections are of a distinct era or creatively, socially, or technically significant. (Ed Catmull’s 3-D grad project A Computer Animated Hand is another inspired choice.) Besides, Groundhog Day made the list back in 2006. Groundhog Day . So here’s what I want to know: How the heck has it taken this long for Bambi to make the list? Read more on each selection from the Library of Congress’s press release over at the Library of Congress website . [ Library of Congress ]

The Artist, Tinker, Midnight in Paris: Stephanie’s Top 10 Movies of 2011

And so my most-favorite, least-favorite task of the year rolls around again. I never call it a “10 best” list — meaning the unequivocal 10 best films of the year — because I’m fully aware of how subjective it is. Yet as frustrating as it usually is to pull together just the right 10, I found the job surprisingly pleasurable this year. So many movies to love! How could this have happened? Let’s not even address the fact that two 3-D movies made it onto my list — that surprises me as much as anyone. The remarkable thing is that year after year, no matter how much samey-sameness Hollywood (or even so-called indie cinema, for that matter) seems to give us, there are always pictures that resonate, movies that stand apart as if to do so were their God-given right. This year was, I think, particularly rich, but again, no critic’s list can ever be the perfect definition of the year’s finest movies. Besides, all the fun lies in comparing and contrasting. That’s why I urge you to share your favorites with me, in the comments section. That’s one of the things I most look forward to each year. A note about the order: My top four movies are pretty much ranked in order of preference. But the remaining six are just a happy jumble — Drive could just as easily be Number 7 instead of Number 10, and Bill Cunningham: New York could have crept up to Number 6. And in the Honorable Mentions category, all bets are off. This is secretly, or perhaps not so secretly, my favorite part of compiling a year-end list. It’s the place I can revisit every movie of the past year that has somehow stuck with me, without having to make a case for alleged greatness. Because as I’ve said many times — and plenty of other people have said it before me — greatness so often happens in the margins. Here goes: The Artist — Michel Hazanavicius’ nearly silent black-and-white film (featuring the ultra-charming Jean Dujardin and Berenice Bejo) has inspired lots of rapture among critics, but also a great deal of harumphing that it’s nothing more than a trifle and says very little about silent film as an art form. But ideally, what, exactly, might it have said? Beyond offering such beauty and pleasure (as if that weren’t enough), Hazanavicius has reopened the world’s eyes to a long-gone mode of filmmaking. Sure, yes, of course, there are Keaton films, Griffith films, Murnau films that are better, and there are plenty of critics around to remind us of that. But when critics write chiefly for other critics — in other words, to show off how much they know — they forget that thousands of people who have never even seen a silent film will see and enjoy The Artist , and maybe seek out more of the great silents. Meanwhile, no one needs a badge of certification to “properly understand” silent film, or The Artist . Thank God. Melancholia — Lars von Trier’s meditation on serious depression is gorgeous to look at, deeply moody and atmospheric, and always in on its own grim little joke. The most rapturous, uplifting picture about the end of the world — or the end of a world — ever made. Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy — Over the past few weeks, Tomas Alfredson’s intricate John LeCarré adaptation has crept — kind of like a super-stealthy MI6 agent — from my Honorable Mentions section to the bottom of my 10-favorites list to somewhere very close to the top. The picture is sly, precise and deeply fulfilling. It also features Gary Oldman in one of the great performances of the year. Midnight in Paris — In the past 20 years I’ve liked bits and pieces of Woody Allen’s films (Scarlett Johansson’s brainy-cute journalism student in Scoop , the great Elaine May in Small Time Crooks ). But mostly, since Manhattan Murder Mystery , I’ve pretty much loathed them, and that includes the much-lauded Match Point . Which is why it gives me extra pleasure to have fallen in love with a Woody Allen film once again. Midnight in Paris reckons with the past as a real place, even as it worries about the limits of nostalgia. What happens if we don’t care about the past enough to carry it with us into the future? That’s the question Midnight in Paris worries over. It’s a movie about every yesterday we stand to lose as we’re busy making the leap, over and over again, between today and tomorrow. Jane Eyre — Cary Joji Fukunaga understands both the novel’s quintessential Englishness and the raw animal nature that drives it. Michael Fassbender, as Mr. Rochester, finds the character’s inherent, awkward warmth without mistaking it for anything so bland as mere niceness. And Mia Wasikowska’s Jane, physically just a slip of a thing, has carnal boldness to burn. Sex is threatening, as Charlotte Brontë knew, and Wasikowska and Fassbender make this particular dance look exceedingly dangerous. Le Havre — Finnish sadsack Aki Kaurismäki gives us a sort-of bookend to Melancholia , with an equally happy, albeit very different, ending. With this story of an aged Normandy shoeshine guy who takes a African refugee under his wing, even as he faces the loss of his possibly terminally ill wife, Kaurismäki takes the most generous attitude possible toward human nature. Being jaundiced about the world is easy — it takes relatively little energy to expect the worst from everyone. But it’s harder to allow for the possibility of surprise in the way people behave and treat one another, and the rewards are far greater. That’s what Kaurismäki captures in this unapologetically joyful picture. Bill Cunningham: New York — Richard Press’ glorious documentary isn’t just a movie about fashion or street photography or even just one pretty eccentric and fascinating guy, New York Times photo-columnist Bill Cunningham. It’s a picture that captures the vitality and myriad idiosyncrasies of New York. At one point in the film, Cunningham says plainly, “He who seeks beauty will find it.” Press’ movie shows Cunningham leading by example, urging us not just to look, but to really see. Pina — Wim Wenders’ 3-D documentary about choreographer Pina Bausch doesn’t demystify modern dance — it still seems pretty weird, which is as it should be. But Wenders opens up Bausch’s world in a way that beckons us close. This is less a strict documentary than a heartfelt — and visually gorgeous — celebration of Bausch’s work and her mode of working. Werner Herzog’s Cave of Forgotten Dreams — Herzog: What a weirdo! But he’s our weirdo, and with this stunning 3-D documentary about the Paleolithic drawings in France’s Chauvet Cave, he uses relatively new technology to burrow a little deeper, both literally and figuratively, into history — into the nature of mankind, even. At one point Herzog startles a sweet, serious French archaeologist by earnestly posing unanswerable questions about the artists who made these drawings so long ago: “Do they dream? Do they cry at night?” But of course, Herzog knows the answer — doesn’t everybody? Drive Nicolas Winding Refn’s winking existentialist portrait of a laconic getaway driver named, well, Driver (and played superbly by Ryan Gosling) could have been the best drive-in feature of 1975. As it is, it’s the best action movie of 2011. Honorable Mentions: Martin Scorsese’s Hugo , David Fincher’s The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo , William Monahan’s London Boulevard , Jim Sheridan’s Dream House , Tsui Hark’s Detective Dee and the Phantom Flame , Apitchatpong Weerasethakul’s Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives , Michael Winterbottom’s The Trip , Xavier Beauvois’ Of Gods & Men , Bennett Miller’s Moneyball , Steven Spielberg’s War Horse , Cindy Meehl’s Buck , Kelly Reichardt’s Meek’s Cutoff , Craig Brewer’s Footloose , Andrew Niccol’s In Time , Jake Kasdan’s Bad Teacher . Follow Stephanie Zacharek on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .

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Happy 54th Birthday, Steve Buscemi! What’s His Most Underrated Screen Moment?

Correct me if I’m wrong, but I think it’s safe to say that Steve Buscemi is one of the most universally liked actors of this generation. He vivified Fargo , gave Ghost World a soul, lent Big Fish some quirky sincerity, ruled on 30 Rock (and Boardwalk Empire , I suppose), and even proved himself a viable proxy for Paul Lynde as the voice of Templeton in the Charlotte’s Web remake. That’s not an easy sneer to fill. But today we’re talking about Buscemi’s underrated work, the stuff that doesn’t percolate with the grim vigor of a Coen Brothers classic. What’s your pick?

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Rejoice, Drive Fans: The BFCA Just Saved Your Awards Hopes

Good news for those Drive fans who’ve spent the last three months wondering who they had to head-stomp to get some awards recognition around here: The Broadcast Film Critics Association has singlehandedly boosted the film back into the seasonal spotlight, nominating Drive for eight Critics Choice Awards including Best Picture, Best Director, and Best Actor. That tied with The Help ‘s showing, and while it isn’t quite the haul enjoyed by The Artist and Hugo — which nabbed 11 nods apiece — it’s something! Be encouraged! Read on for more notes and the complete list of this year’s Critics Choice nominees.

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RihRih Gets Kushed Up And Goes Drizzy H.A.M. On Twitter Talking About Skrippers And Getting Back Into Her Freakum Bikini

Wasn’t this ho sposed to be on 24-hour-watch or something??? A concerned fan hit us up about Rih Rih’s Twitter timeline concerned she might be talking about what she went through with Breezy because of this tweet: We instantly recognized she was quoting Drake’s song “Practice” off his new album Take Care and that her timeline was full of the lyrics… among other things. Considering that Rihanna reportedly suffered a recent breakdown these tweets had us wondering — just who exactly is keeping watch on this broad? Read the tweets for yourself to decide if she’s just having a good time, or crying out for help.

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A “Lil Positivity”: Jim Jones’ “Mommy” Gives Back To The Hood

Radio personality Egypt Sherrod held her second annual “Egypt’s Give Back Tour” in the New York/New Jersey area last week. And among the assortment of people who came out to show Egypt some love and support a great cause was none other than Mama Jones. Who knew she could take a break from being “physichotic”?? (That’s the word she made up on last night’s episode of “Love & Hip-Hop,” in case you missed it. It describes the mind set one is in right before they become psychotic. And yes, it was inspired by a typo.) “Egypt’s Give Back Tour” provides coats and toys to families in need for the holidays. More pics from this year’s “Tour” below.

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