For some, the country's economic dire straits mean job loss, financial cutbacks, and tough choices. Mary-Kate Olsen, however, believes that "the recession" is a hip new chain store akin to Fred Segal.
The aftermath of any disaster requires a period of quiet reflection followed by intense investigation. Or, if you're as ambitious as Baz Luhrmann, you combine the two in one expanded whining binge to THR.
While Paris Hilton's bedroom has no doubt seen its fair share of criminal action, rarely does it result in the heiress losing a whole $2 million.
With The Reader and Australia in the awards-season rearview mirror, Hollywood desperately needs a new soap opera to occupy its time. They might have it with Russell Crowe and Ridley Scott's oft-delayed Nottingham.
Studios found no happy surprises beneath the Chrismukkah bush today, as snowed-in audiences opted out of Will Smith's messianic broodiness and Jim Carrey saying "yes" more times than Tara Reid at the Promises buffet line.
Defamer's Week in Review: Nicole's didgeridoo, Delgo's implosion, Scarlett's snot, and Scott's balls. They can all be yours once more — after the jump.
Happy belated 28th birthday to Christina Aguilera, who celebrated last night as any young lady her age might: By hosting a classy Clockwork Orange-themed party at Mozza.
Having grown up without cable, we are used to a large amount of censorship in our televised movies, but nothing compares to the bleach job AMC does on the classics. It's pretty flunked up.
If you're like us, you've long given up watching the televised Yule Log for want of a truer orange fire, flamier flames, and more textured firewood. Finally, Santa has the high-definition holiday blaze for you.
