Only in America could so filthy and rotten as that vile Iranian toad sit on television and insult us, then stand at the UN and insult us. Imagine Americans spitting on Iranians in his country? With Yom Kippur, the Hebrew faith’s highest holy day, over, it’s back as usual. All of us should be snarling at that ugly pygmy Achmandamnijad.
JAMES Van Der Beek began as Dawson Leery on “Dawson’s Creek,” which also launched unknowns like Katie Holmes and Michelle Williams. People labeled him one of “The 50 Most Beautiful People in the World.” He’s played some fictionalized version of himself on ABC’s “Don’t Trust the B – – – – in Apartment 23”. And about his newly opened movie “Backwards” he says:
“Takes place among high school girls. A world I know little about. I play a high school coach.
“TV is different. It’s a slower burn. In a movie, there’s time out. You go into another skin. Like, in 90 minutes you can tell six stories. Lowest moments in a person’s life. Highest moments. You have a chance to do something different each time.
“The truth is, I don’t watch myself. Performing live in theater, I can make it OK. But do a movie? Go to the opening? Sit and watch myself? I get nervous.
“Number one danger is you say, ‘Ugh, I’m horrible. Why’d anyone ever watch me?’ Or you say, ‘Wow, I’m brilliant. I must play it that way always.’ So at the end you wind up performing as a copy of yourself because you order up the same reactions. It’s like take-out food.”
Life for him is a wife and two children. One 6 months, one 2 years old. So would he want them to be actors?
“Look, I love the work. I have no complaints. But I’d prefer they wait it out. Not rush in. Too many ups and downs. It’s heartbreak. Rejection. My first stage production was a one-act Edward Albee play, ‘Finding the Sun.’ My first screen test was at age 15. They flew me to LA from NY, so I thought, ‘Wow, they must really like me.’ Then I saw five other kids. I did Edward Albee stuff, and they all just stared at me. Nobody had any idea who Albee was. As for that job, I sure did not get it.
“As for this movie, there’s a tender scene at Boathouse Row in Philly. It’s talk about the dreams you have in high school and how they didn’t turn out the way you thought they would. A reason I did this movie is because it’s sweet.
“I’ll tell you another thing, I live in LA, but I love New York.”
MY Tom Dreesen paragraph. Tomorrow he shows Letterman a scene with Clint Eastwood — of whom Mitt Romney has heard — from their new “Trouble With the Curve.” Oct. 10, the Pierre, he gets an “Arts and Entertainment” award. Says Tom: “My mother, who was proud of her Irish ancestry, believed in the hereafter. I hope she’s right about that, and I’m receiving this in her name.”
MY Kennedy paragraph. Taylor Swift and that kid Conor and she’s buying a house on Hyannis’ Kennedy compound and blah blaah. Here’s the background. The foreground, who knows. Crates of Kennedys swam on that Cape Cod oceanfront. Ethel has a house. Ted had a house. Grandma Rose’s house is now Caroline’s. Bobby Jr. has a house. Down a teeny road’s the only non-Kennedy job in the clutch. The one Taylor went for.
It was for sale. But, goes the story, the owners preferred not to sell to a Kennedy. Why? Who knows? Taylor bid on it. The house went to contract. Facts then turn murky. Somebody divined that the Kennedys urged this high-end real estate deal as their way of weaseling said parcel into Camp Kennedy without alerting the owners.
Well, those owners got alerted. So, even if they didn’t or couldn’t renege, what’s moved onto that piece of land has been quiet hullabaloo and controversy.
ENOUGH with Lady Gaga getting fat. Not! She’s just short for her weight. She should be 8-foot-6. Nasty people saying she’s suddenly built like a truck. No. It’s just that nobody passes her on the right.
JAVIER Bardem: “I was raised not to show emotion or imagination. I have both man and woman values in this same body. So, ‘Be a man’ — what does that mean?” . . . Connie Francis: “I’ve spent three years writing ‘Among My Souvenirs: The Real Story,’ telling the true untold stuff that wasn’t in the first book.” Plus she’s prepping “The Connie Francis Show” for Broadway. “From when I was 17 on. All my problems and mental hospitals.”
IN Chelsea. A fellow walking his King Charles spaniel. Puffing a cigarette. The guy, not the dog. Bruce Littlefield watched a woman holler at him — the guy, not the dog: “Have you no concern for that puppy inhaling secondhand smoke?”
Only in New York, kids, only in New York.