Ever since NeNe Leakes became the breakout star of Real Housewives of Atlanta, it's as though her reputation's been dragged through the...well, if not mud, how about a patio littered with fecal matter?
It is just a matter of time before a few of the generals at Fox are called to account after the year-long bombing raid that's left its studio clinging to life.
With the holidays now officially upon us, we can think of no more festive activity than gathering around Elisha Cuthbert, dousing her arm in lighter fluid, and setting it ablaze.
Greetings, Defamer readers. If you've been with us for a long time, you may have noticed a slow and steady bloat encroach upon what was once a tidy and compact visual read.
Let it never be said that we don't understand the value of a click-through (witness our new look!). But, uh, KCBS 2, can we talk for a sec?
To the extent anyone cares about hardware doled out by the invisible half-asses at the Hollywood Foreign Press Association, we've still spotted a few Golden Globe revelations worth following through awards season.
When we received an awards consideration copy of The Dark Knight last week, there was clearly something missing — or, to be more accurate, censored with black felt-tip pen.
It's a time-honored Hollywood tradition: when reached for comment on award nominations, pretend you had no idea they were announced today (despite your relentless awards season flogging)! Let's rate today's feigned Golden Globe ignorance:
The Curious Case of Benjamin earned five Golden Globe nominations this morning — an achievement celebrated by hackers who promptly wiped the studio's awards site off the Internet.
From Us Weekly, this bit: "Mark Ruffalo dropped out of the dramatic feature film, Greenburg, and will be replaced by Ben Stiller. It is unclear why Ruffalo — whose brother, Scott Ruffalo, passed away late Monday from a self-inflicted gun shot wound to the head — backed out of the project." MAYBE THAT'S WHY, Us Weekly. [Us]
Paula Abdul's Tchochke-Pimping/Fan-Suicide Post Morteming World Tour landed in the Late Show hot seat last night, where Dave—a stalkee's rights activist if ever there was one—advocated on behalf of the Idol judge.
Nature, nurture, or Leno? That was the question last night when Jay Leno hosted the newly out (and pissed at Proposition 8) Wanda Sykes.
As all of America has no doubt been made aware of during her press tour for Marley & Me, Jennifer Aniston hates talking about Brad Pitt.
Forget the debate surrounding the viability of The Dark Knight and WALL-E. A far more enduring question that has shaken the Oscar cosmos for the better part of 50 years is close to resolution:
