Showing posts with label Notting Hill. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Notting Hill. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 06, 2011

Star Sighting--Edie Falco!!!

6pm, Greenwich St. in Tribeca: Dish was waiting for a screening when our favorite Nurse Jackie bounded by in hoodie, jeans, those bright blue eyes giving her away. She had an impish expression on her face, like, "Whatever this life is, I'm game." My feeling: Great talent sometimes comes in a little package and I could have easily thrown her over my shoulder to rescue her from a burning building. When is the next season of my favorite pill popper???

Rita Hayworth's grandson Andrew Embiricos, who lived very close to Dish, committed suicide. I hate this kind of news and he seemed a tortured soul. Rest in peace, sad boy.

Page Six can't get enough of the Bushnell/Askegard split. Now it alleges that Bushnell alleges that Askegard had an affair with ballerina Georgina Pazcoguin. This makes the divorce seem so mundane, doesn't it?

TG is watching Full Metal Jacket. I've already seen the hilariousness. Wonder what Matthew Modine is working on now. Is it as awesome as his role in Notting Hill? "Smile...in about 10 seconds, I'm going to ask you to marry me..."

Monday, August 08, 2011

Director Madonna for a Day

I did a lot of filming today, only this time I was behind the camera. I have new respect for anyone involved in movie production. It is grueling work that kills your feet and saps all energy. Then there's editing, which I will have to learn licketty split. Prayers that the outcome is a good one. I went beyond my limit just a bit and did not do half-assed work. All while nursing a cold.

Regarding celebrities, I know nothing today, other than Desperate Housewives fallout. Something about a recession, plunging stock market, financial disaster, shows canceled right and left, and Ashton holds up the rear. It's good that TV is being ruthless about programming, though it hasn't stopped hasbeen reality shows from spreading like baby spiders.

Sigh...There is a rift between me and TG over Cowboys & Aliens, which he loved. I'm pretty sure it's not a guy movie since I have some sh$teous action movies in my collection. Maybe he's upset I made him watch Notting Hill. And now I shall retire. Tomorrow I'll be back with dirt.