I don’t even know why. I can’t think of a single thing she’s done to bother me. At least with someone like Mandy Moore I can be like “You know what? She’s really self-congratulatory and holier-than-thou and fucking annoying in interviews.” I can’t even say that about Anne.
I think it’s a combination of two things: her fucking enormous mouth and her refusal to tan. I mean, she lives in Los Angeles. I’m not saying everybody needs to fake-bake all the time, but it’s like she’s actively avoiding getting any sun whatsoever. I think that seems prissy to me, and prissy annoys me. And her mouth isn’t at all her fault, but it bothers me. It’s so big.
Here’s Anne, annoying me, at the premiere of Get Smart.
June 17, 2008 at 12:26 am by Evil Beet
Abigail Breslin recently told the LA Times that she — gasp! — didn’t cut her hair to play a short-haired girl in Kit Kittredge: An American Girl. Rather, she donned a short-haired wig.
“I really don’t know if I could handle having my own hair really short, but wearing the wig was fun. It didn’t really feel that different but felt like I was wearing a hat. But I’d never do that to my real hair, because I like putting it in a ponytail. I really don’t like short hair.”
The nerve! Silly Abigail, now no one’s going to take you seriously as an actress. You know what you should do? Sign on to a film where you’ll get raped on screen. That’s what the real pre-teen actresses do.
And I really don’t know why I so enjoy pitting Abigail Breslin against Dakota Fanning. It’s probably pretty cruel and immature of me to pit two pre-pubescent girls against each other (yeah, Dakota’s 14, but she still looks to be miles from puberty), but it amuses me to no end. Also, nothing else is going on right now. This election needs to hurry up and be over, pronto.
June 17, 2008 at 12:21 am by Evil Beet
“She is just going through a high school phase. You know dating the quarterback of the football team with Brad Pitt over there. She’ll be waking up from that dream in no time. Who knows if I’ll be there when she’s ready to come to her senses though.”
Billy Bob Thornton, at the launch of his new album with The Boxmasters.
I really can’t tell if Billy Bob was joking around or being serious. If he was being serious, then, damn, he’s the one who needs to wake up from the dream. Jennifer Aniston did a long time ago.
Side note: My grandfather’s wife today: “You know, I’d like you to talk to Jennifer Aniston and tell her she’s making a big mistake. That guy she’s wit now? He’s no good. No good at all. I don’t like him.”
I love that my grandparents have opinions on these things.
June 16, 2008 at 7:57 pm by Evil Beet
I didn’t even know they existed! But Hugh Laurie has one!
While talking about life in the fame lane, hottie Laurie has this to say: â€œ[Being famous means that] you can get a table in a restaurant. But then you’ve got to go past a line of people who can’t get a table – and that’s a bad feeling. I’ve [been given] a Burger King Gold Card.â€
A Burger King Gold Card entitles one to free Burger King, ostensibly for life. Click here to read a funny store Jay Leno wrote about his. I’ll post an excerpt here:
So I pull into a Burger King a few days ago and thought Iâ€™d try out my new Burger King credit card. So I order my food and the guy says: â€œThatâ€™s $11.â€ So I say: â€œFine, here you go,â€ and hand him the card. His reaction was amazing: â€œWhoa . . . whereâ€™d you get this?â€
He was not impressed that I was on The Tonight Show or even that I was driving a Porsche Carrera GT. He was more impressed with this piece of plastic. Now I can go to Burger King whenever I like anywhere in the free world because Iâ€™ve got my Burger King credit card. Itâ€™s crazy.
Listen up, Burger King. I have been nothing but glowing and free publicity for you guys since this website was started. I am your #1 fan. I deserve one of these damn cards, and I deserve it now!
I went to visit my grandfather and his lovely wife this afternoon, since I’m home in Phoenix. My grandfather made me spinach borscht, trying to get me back to my Russian roots. He taught me a funny thing to say about it in Yiddish, which I loved, but now I forget it. His wife, on the other hand, gave me three coupons for buy-one-get-one-free chicken sandwiches at Burger King. “I read your blog,” she said. Burger King is my roots.
COUGH ONE UP FOR ME, BURGER KING!!!
June 16, 2008 at 4:17 pm by Evil Beet
Your uncanny ability to make your call times and, you know, do your job with some level of competence have warranted you an entire article on People.com.
This is how slow the celebrity world has been lately. This is why I have to talk about my cats and my dog constantly. I wish this election would hurry up and end so that everybody can start focusing on what’s really important: documenting the moral demise of former Disney stars. Miley and Selena, I’m looking at you. Just wait until after November, girls. Just you wait.
“We were a little bit reluctant to work with her,” Lati Grobman, one of the producers, tells PEOPLE. “But she’s been amazing. She’s so natural at what she does. I’ve never seen one take where she’s off. The difference between her and the other girls that are naughty in the business is that she’s actually talented. It’s not [like] Paris Hilton and the rest of them. We took the chance. It’s good that we did. So far, so good.”
Ah, the one surefire way to get your sound bite published: call Paris Hilton untalented.
Ms. Grobman does have one complaint about working with Lindsay, though:
“Paparazzi are ruining my life,” she says. “This is the most insane thing I’ve ever seen in my life. They do things that are very, very aggressive. I’m not a producer anymore, I’m a police woman.”
June 16, 2008 at 3:58 pm by Evil Beet
Bill Cosby hosts the 30th Anniversary Celebration Of Playboy Jazz Festival at the Hollywood Bowl on Sunday.
I love Mr. Cosby with all my heart, but you’d think that, after twenty-plus years, he’d have found some sweaters that don’t look ridiculous. Sadly, this does not appear to be the case.