Actors have been going behind their wives back to get laid for centuries, but to secretly get her fired from his movie? Also, weird food issues (that don't involve throwing up!) and a fame-whore reality star. Go figure.

B.J. Novak of The Office and Quentin Tarantino's Inglorious Bastards was a guest on Conan's show last night, where he shared one of the better Quentin Tarantino stories you'll ever hear.

Remember "aerobics," that early 80s sartorial nightmare ushered in by Jane Fonda, Olivia Newton-John and Richard Simmons? Well, it's making a comeback in LA's Silver Lake neighborhood, where local hipsters are now sweating it out in spandex, leotards and leg-warmers.

Covering American Idol is often like reporting on a maze wrapped in an enigma washed down with a mystery. Could it be the entire free world—including us—was duped into thinking Paula Abdul walked away from TV's biggest show?

Someone needs to tell AMC that vampires are the host monster now, as they shell out big bucks for a zombie show. Natalie Portman also gets a TV deal. And Legos (yes, the toy) are coming to the big screen.

It's not officially launched, but Perez Hilton sporadically allowed access this morning to his new publication for discerning 26-year-old women. Intended to class up the internet cockroach's image, the new site looks like it will just dilute his sleazy reputation.

Disney and David Mamet are working on a new film version of ninth grade staple The Diary of Anne Frank. We only pray there will be no cursing riffs, animated mice, or musical numbers. [Variety]

In the wake of the "Paula's leaving American Idol" tragedy, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and get ready for her to guest star on some shows about dowdy fat girls.

It's fine for the extras and crew members to raid the catering table, but which Hollywood actress is using craft services as her all-you-can-eat buffet. And taking left overs. Plus, the return of Coke Mom! Well, kinda.

Molly Ringwald has an op-ed in today's Times reflecting on the impact John Hughes had on her life. Among the revelations: neither she nor Anthony Michael Hall had spoken to him in 20 years, and he loved making mixtapes. [NYTimes]

Aaron Sorkin told the website MakingOf that he's never agreed to a project so fast as when he signe on to adapt Ben Mezrich's Facebook book. Sorkin still doesn't know what he was thinking.

A tipster in Los Angeles just sent us this picture, snapped from his car on Los Feliz Blvd., right up the street from Scientology's Mission of Los Feliz. So, who was driving the car?

Inglourious Basterds premiered last night in Hollywood, and will open nationwide next weekend. The Weinstein Company is in full PR mode, because August 21 is the weekend that will make or break Harvey Weinstein.

When looking for a city to chart the materialist lives of wealthy women, how did Atlanta come in third after iconic locations Orange County and New York? Apparently because it is the nexus of all bat-shit insane drama.

John Hughes has already gotten a film deal for some young filmmakers, so maybe some added attention can sell the famous contemporary abode from Ferris Bueller's Day Off, which has been on the market since May.

Today is all about the ladies who love the ladies. First up, a cable show fosters a secret lesbian relationship, a starlet poses as bi, and a (straight, sorry) rock star takes his daughter-in-law on dates to appear hip.

The John Hughes remembrances keep rolling in! Tonight the Wall Street Journal's Speakeasy blog brings us the story of the guy who lived in the house next door to Molly Ringwald's house in Sixteen Candles. Seriously, this is getting ridiculous.

Using more than 80 hours of footage captured during rehearsals for his ill-fated London concert series, Sony Pictures is set to release a Michael Jackson documentary in late October. Great.

If you don't have a DVR (for shame!), you're going to need to know when to sit down to catch your favorite series, like Mad Men, Project Runway, Gossip Girl, and 30 Rock. Then go buy a TiVo. Really.

The critics think her first big-budget movie sucks. The Washington Post thinks Sienna Miller's famous for no reason. But just wait until you see how Vogue goes after her in The September Issue! This girl's got it bad.