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My focus is on getting to my job, keeping my head up and looking forward to another new experience. I sign in and show my I.D. I’m not allowed to bring my cell phone in though all the other people doing service seem to have theirs. At first I’m told I’ll have to put on my orange vest where the press can see me. Later, Mr. Barry, who is my supervisor and is absolutely lovely, says I don’t have to, but if that’s the picture they want,
I’m just going to put it out there so it’s over and done.

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Denise Richards recently poured her heart out to Glamour magazine about her split with ex-hubby Charlie Sheen and subsequent romance with Bon Jovi guitarist Richie Sambora, a period also deemed “Tabloid Fodder Heaven.” When asked about Richie’s ex-wife and Denise’s ex-friend, Heather Locklear, Denise says, “I don’t want to go into the details of what caused our rift — Heather and Richie have a nine-year-old daughter, and I don’t want her to read these personal things in the press. I will say this: I did not have an affair with Richie during his marriage.” “I would never want to relive the past two years of my life, but I learned a really important lesson from all this: I had no idea how strong I was,” she concludes. A courageous woman, indeed. In fact, Denise demonstrated in the press how she bravely summoned her strength…

… to squeeze her friend’s husband between her thighs.

Paris Hilton just issued the following statement through her new attorney: “After reading the media’s coverage of my court hearing, I feel the need to correct what I believe are misperceptions about me. I absolutely realize how serious driving under the influence is. I could not live with myself if anyone was injured or killed while I was driving while impaired. Clearly, no one should — no matter how slightly. I am ready to face the consequences of violating probation. No one is above the law. I surely am not. I do not expect to be treated better than anyone else who violated probation. However, my hope is that I will not be treated worse.” As far as other “misperceptions” are concerned, my eye isn’t really wonky, okay? It’s sexily slanted. And for the last time, I don’t have actual crabs in my vagina, like Maryland’s Chesapeake Bay. They are just small, brown, flat insects that cling to my love bush. So get your facts straight, losers. Geesh.

Marilyn Manson’s new music video looks set to cause a stir with graphic sex scenes of the shock rocker romping with his new teenage girlfriend Evan Rachel Wood.

Actress Evan Rachel, 19, appears to climax in a provocative opening sequence as Marilyn, real name Brian Warner, passionately kisses and caresses the actress.

The video, for the rocker’s new single Heart-Shaped Glasses, begins with something of an understatement as a warning flashes up that the video might not be appropriate for people under the age of 16.

The steamy action continues with the couple taking a drive in a convertible.

While Marilyn takes candid shots of the Evan Rachel, the actress is seen caressing and kissing a carving knife.

Cue more writhing around on a bed, this time with some fake blood smeared around, before the video ends Thelma and Louise-style with the odd couple driving their flame-engulfed car off the road high above Hollywood.

Evan Rachel is no stranger to controversy herself, having starred in 2003 movie Thirteen, in which she played a 13-year-old savouring the allure of a sex, drugs and rock’n'roll lifestyle.

Marilyn has said in various interviews that his upcoming album Eat Me, Drink Me (due to be released this summer 2007) was inspired by his private problems after his break-up with former wife Dita Von Teese.

The video is being promoted on his website: www.marilynmanson.com

It seems like it’s an unrelenting bad time for hotel heiress Paris Hilton, for days after a LA court sentenced her to 45 days in prison, she has been named the ‘Bad Girl of the Decade’ by Us Magazine.com.

The magazine claims no one has been naughtier than her, and has cited her panty-less car exit in 2002 and ill advised sex ban as substantial testimonials for the title.

The magazine also said that Hilton, who was found guilty of driving on a banned license, has ‘walked the line between obscenity’ and lawlessness for a long time now, reports Us Weekly.

Meanwhile, the socialite, who recently claimed that she is the most iconic blonde of the decade’ and compared herself to actress Marilyn Monroe and Princess Diana, has started petitioning California governor Arnold Schwarzenegger to keep her out of the slammer.

If Hilton fails to report to jail on June 5, she will have to face 90 days behind bars.

Ladies man Robbie Williams surrounds himself with kilt-clad dancing girls in Las Vegas. Now that’s a fashion statement — gray vest, gray jacket, gray pants, and lots of colorful girls. Who says that Robbie Williams is gay?

And don’t forget everyone’s favorite live music video in the world, Kylie Minogue and Robbie Williams in “Kids.” Baby doll, just see below what a real man can do for a girl.

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@ the Kentucky Derby this past weekend

Kanye has returned to Complex Magazine to do style critiques. And say what you will about ‘Ye…dude always has style. Here’s an excerpt from his piece:

Grown and sexy is dead. Enough already with the fuckin three-piece
suit. Ok, fam, we realize that you went up to the 5th floor at Barneys instead of stopping at the 4th. Cool. No more open bow ties stuck perfectly on your shirt with your vest! The grown and sexy movement is over with, rest in peace. I don t even know when s the last time I wore some hard bottoms. At what point did we become the bougie muthafuckas at the black-tie affair? How far dressed up are
we gonna go?

Check out his whole piece over at Complex…and he even breaks down a few fits he’s rockin’.

And ladies…I didn’t forget about you. Wanna look like Tyra B.?

Well this chick is auctioning off her ish (including a top Naomi Campbell gave to her on that beef episode of hers)to make money for her TZone charity. Who’s bidding?

Stay fab!

A review of the films I’ve seen this past week.

LITTLE CHILDREN (2006)
This is the movie everyone thought was so great? Wow. I really hate these movies about suburban angst. They never have anything new to say, yet they always act like even the mere fact that some people are unhappy in the suburbs is some kind of brand new revelation. It was tired long before American Beauty got to it. I don’t know where to start with this one. I will say this: I loved Kate Winslet in it, and I really like Patrick Wilson, it’s just that, with the exception of Angels in America, I hate every movie of his I’ve seen. I think he’s such a good actor, and I hate seeing him in things that are beneath him. The same goes triple for Winslet; every time I’m looking forward to whatever she does next, it’s a Life of David Gale or Little Children where pretentious moral posturing leads absolutely nowhere. Everything else about this movie–the screenplay, the one-dimensional characters, the oh-so-precious and completely unneccesary narration, the genteel art direction–I absolutely hated. And when it ends, all I could do is just wonder what the fucking point of the whole thing was. Todd Field directed this movie, and all I could think was Well, at least this is better than “In the Bedroom”…and then the last 20 minutes happened. Wow, what a shitty movie. Thinking that it’s making points about connection, and beating you over the head with them, but really saying nothing. What was with that whole scene of Jackie Earle Haley at the pool? The was as overplayed as anything in a Douglas Sirk movie. I cannot believe the amount of critical acclaim that he’s garnered for playing the most over-the-top child molester I’ve seen in a movie that wasn’t made for Lifetime. He should’ve been running around in a cape and shirt with a giant letter M on the front, twiddling a ridiculous moustache and sneering into the camera. “No stereotypical suburban ritual is safe from…The Molestor!!!!” Seriously, he played that role with the kind of delivery style you usually don’t see outside of people playing the Riddler. Terrible, terrible movie. * star.

IMAGINE ME & YOU (2005)
Once you look past the fact that it’s about lesbians, it’s basically your typical British wannabe Richard Curtis romcom. I don’t know if that’s the whole point or what. Piper Perabo (looking the prettiest I’ve ever seen her) falls for Lena Heady at her own wedding to Matthew Goode. And cue romantic comedy. Quirky parents? Check. Quirky support cast? Check. Romantic montage set to Britpop music? Check. Last ditch break for the airport with the quirky cast in the car, leading to a reunion set to whatever oldie the title is taken from? Check and check. No surprises, but an appealing cast, and it’s a nice enough movie. *** stars. One thing I kept thinking about: why is it that a movie where a woman leaves her husband for a woman is a triumph, but if the roles were reversed, it would be some kind of tragedy? Nothing against the movie, but most gay romances between men tend to play out like Jeffrey, where things are tragic and people are oppressed. Most movies about romances between women tend to err on the side of triumph, where we’re glad that two pretty girls end up together. There should be more movies about gay men where people just accept that they’re gay and are happy even if a guy leaves his wife for another man, because he needs to follow his heart. More boy-boy romcoms! And if they star Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenhaal, that’s something I would go see. Someone get those two together again for a remake of Bringing Up Baby.

SPIDER-MAN 3 (2007)
Personally, I just don’t get the negative reviews. I didn’t find the movie overstuffed; far from it, in fact. I loved it as much as I loved the other two movies. The criticism that there are too many coincidences just seems like a profound misunderstanding of the comic book genre to me, and the criticism that taking away Peter’s guilt over his uncle’s murder makes Ben’s death meaningless seems like immature thinking. Another criticism I hear is that this movie has too many villains in it, but I disagree. I see why they’ve done what they’ve done; I mean, Venom was always going to have to be a third-act device, because you need the middle act to be about Peter’s self-doubt and the elevation of his aggression with the alien costume, and who’s the villain going to be for the first two-thirds of the movie? I didn’t have a problem with any of it. I remember Roger Ebert, in his negative review for the first Spider-Man, summing up his problems with the movie by saying “Imagine a Batman movie where Bruce Wayne is more interesting than Batman and you see the problem.” But actually, that’s the whole point of Spider-Man. It’s always been about Peter’s attempt to lead a normal life and deal with the responsibility of his powers; that’s what every Marvel Comic is about. There should be more Peter Parker than Spider-Man in these movies. Anyway, after the movie, I was thinking about what the Spider-Man movies do so well that makes them work.

1. The filmmakers are always taking away any change Peter Parker has for being smug. Something bad happens whenever he gets too full of himself, and I like that. It’s the opposite of what you usually get in action movies; Peter never gets the change to congratulate himself for being such a hotshot.

2. They’re just so unashamed to be comic book movies. They were their emotions on their sleeve and revel in this sort of old-fashioned sensibility. In Spider-Man 2, when Spidey saves some kids from being run over by a bus and tells them they shouldn’t play in the street, it seems a world away from most comic book movies that don’t have the time to deal with such little things. But it’s just exactly right. I love that about these movies. And it’s done in such an unironic, straight manner, too. It’s not a joke to be a little outdated.

3. The villains in these movies are never just evil. Green Goblin, Doctor Octopus, and Sandman are all people caught up in something because of bad decisions or terrible accidents or shitty circumstances. I like that they’re more rounded. Honestly, I could’ve done with more Sandman in the third movie, which is the only time you’ll ever here me saying there should be more of Lowell in something.

4. Rosemary Harris. She’s my favorite part of all three movies. The whole supporting cast is great, and the scripts for these movies don’t forget about them, but also don’t try to shove them into more of the movie than they need to be in (think Joe Pesci in Lethal Weapon 3).

5. No fear of fanboys. Too many movies based on comics (the X-Men series leaps to mind) are constantly looking over their shoulder, hoping that the fans don’t get pissed off about their ever-pedantic complaint of faithfulness to the source material. That’s not a legitimate criticism. A movie doesn’t have to be more like something in another medium, it just has to be good on its own. Movies aren’t supposed to have a manual. In this movie, they make changes to Spider-Man’s origin story. They’ve given all of the villains different motivations so they can be sympathetic characters. I don’t care that it’s not the way it was in the comics; they’re good movies. Great movies.

I just love these movies, and I didn’t think this one did anything insanely wrong. Yes, the jazz club scene is a bit of a clunker, and Peter with the Hitler/emo hair when he was “bad” was pretty silly, but the other movies were just as sublimely dorky as this one is. And I loved Bryce Dallas Howard, looking her cutest ever; putting her next to Kirsten Dunst was a little dangerous, because Kiki didn’t look anywhere near as good as Bryce–though I was pleased to see Kiki still looks like a woman now, like she did in Marie Antoinette. Topher Grace was underused, but he was kind of shallowly written (and, frankly, shallowly acted–this was the first time I ever saw Topher Grace in a movie and really felt he was falling back on a lot of what he did on That 70s Show). Tobey Maguire…well, he’s Tobey Maguire, and I’ve never liked him outside of a Spider-Man movie anyway. And there are two wonderful cameos, one by Bruce Campbell, and one great little moment with Stan Lee. I’m calling it **** stars; I laughed, I cried, and when it was over I’d had a great time. I could see a fourth one. Although maybe Sam Raimi should make another movie first, and then get back into the groove, because a formula could easily start to set in here. There are signs of it already.

THE GARDEN OF EDEN (192
Frankly boring Lewis Milestone film about a poor girl who falls in love with a wealthy playboy. Corrine Griffith was absolutely wonderful, the film would’ve been much poorer without her, but her love interest, Lowell Sherman, is just a sleaze. I didn’t care if she ever saw him again, frankly. ** stars.

LAYER CAKE (2004)
I think the British do crime movies better than anyone else, and this is a good example. Daniel Craig plays a man who wants to retire from the drug trade, only to get caught up in a whole scheme of double-crossing and betrayal. Excellent cast (yay, Colm Meany! Kenneth Cranham! Michael Gambon!), excellent technique, brilliant ending, and I actually thought Sienna Miller was sexy in this movie. I did in Alfie too, and those are the only two I’ve seen her in. Fuck, why does she look so unpleasant in real life? Anyway, gorgeous movie. **** stars, easily on a par with The Long Good Friday, Mona Lisa, and Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels.

Actor Greg Vaughan, 33, (General Hospital, Charmed, and as I remember him, Cliff on 90210!) and his wife, Dutch model and actress Touriya Haoud, 29, are new parents after welcoming son Jathan James on Friday, May 4th.

Thanks to CBB reader Mo.