Anne Hathaway, a Desert Palm Achievement Award recipient, seemed to lose the audience while discussing “process metaphysics.” That prompted a surprised comment from almost always perky emcee, Mary Hart. “Did I hear that from backstage correctly? We just got into metaphysics? Whatever happened to good ol’ blonde bimbos?” she quipped.
Apparently Anne turned off a lot of people in attendance by ending her acceptance speech with some manner of rant about “process metaphysics” and “religious plurality” and other bits of strangeness.
This must have been videotaped and I’d love to see it myself.
Major Beet points to anyone who can point me to a copy of this vid.
At Cracked Xmas 11: A Not So Silent Night Benefiting The Trevor Project, in LA on Sunday.
I’ll note that this is a great example of how important lighting is in making these celebs look so amazingly perfect. The lighting was way off when Anne walked the carpet, and she looks much more … human … as a result.
Anne Hathaway has always kind of annoyed me.Â I’m fine with her as an actress and she’s pretty enough.Â I thinkÂ it’s that whole giggly thing she does in interviews that just grates on me.Â And her appearance the other night onÂ The Daily Show with Jon Stewart was no different.Â But, at 5:15 she won me over.Â Her New Year’s Resolution is to have a train wreck of a life to make blogger’s lives easier.Â If only more celebs would be this cooperative.Â All this “hospitalized for dehydration” and “we part the closest of friends” shit makes our job so much moreÂ difficult.Â
Psst, Anne, if you could do your overdoses and DUIsÂ at like 11:30 p.m. PST on Fridays or anytime on Saturdays, I’d really appreciate it.
Anne Hathaway was named Best Actress today by the National Board of Review for her performance in Rachel Getting Married. My oh my, getting dumped by a con-man has been the best thing to happen to this girl, well, ever.
Slumdog Millionaire won best picture, Clint Eastwood won Best Actor, and Josh Brolin and Penelope Cruz were recognized for Best Supporting.
I haven’t seen Slumdog Millionaire yet, but everything I hear about it is just pure raves. I’ll definitely have to check it out. Although I’m sure it won’t be as good as Beverly Hills Chihuahua, which my Film.com editor is still pissed at me for giving an “A” in my review. He’s embarrassed because, when he releases the list of films we gave “A” grades this year, a film about talking dogs involving Drew Barrymore will be included. But IT WAS A GREAT FILM, dammit. Oscar-worthy, even.
Oh, I just love when rich and famous people have to go to jail for, ya know, breaking the law, and then their lawyers come out screaming because it turns out that being stuck in jail is not exactly the same as being stuck at, say, the Waldorf-Astoria.
Raffaello Follieri’s lawyers say the horrid conditions in jail are making him ill, and he’s requesting to transfer to a new prison, preferably the one with a concierge, spa and turn-down service.
Since he was sentenced to 4-1/2 years in prison for fraud last month, he has had to contend with rotten food, foul odors and unclean toilets and as result is running a fever and has blood in his urine, according to a letter from his lawyer made available on Wednesday.
“He says that he cannot eat because the food appears to be spoiled and that the toilet and shower facilities are unspeakably unsanitary,” the letter from Flora Edwards said.
“There is excrement in the shower and rats are roaming freely in the area. He says the stench is intolerable,” the letter continued.
Follieri has been held in a windowless dormitory with 120 other men. Edwards requested he be moved to a different jail while awaiting transfer to a prison.
Get over it, con-man. Or can’t you call in some favors from the Vatican?