‘Beautiful Creatures,” dealing with witches, stars Emmy Rossum and Viola Davis. So do such beautiful creatures believe in such unbeautiful creatures?

Emmy: “I know there’s a dark side. Before auditioning for this, I [studied] the dark side. I like auditioning. I get nervous, and I’ve tanked sometimes, but it’s a chance to understand the director and interpret the lines. I embodied the manipulative character whose retro glamour lures the boy over to the dark side.”

Speaking of the dark side, her Dior, which sponsored the screening, was black and slit up to her eyelashes that were longer than a fox tail. And, speaking of her good luck, this glamorous witch crunched popcorn:

“I’m fortunate. Not married anytime soon, but I have Cinnamon, a Yorkie, and Fiona, a rescue cat I got on the set in Chicago. I’m employed steadily as an actor. [Her show “Shameless” is on Showtime.] Weekends I sleep, read books on my Kindle and iPad, and study lines.

“I’m from humble beginnings. Single mom who worked hard to put food on the table. And, speaking of food, I can cook. I make great omelettes, roast chicken, breaded fish, glazed duck breast.”

I was overwhelmed — especially with her dangling earrings, beaded purse, sky-high heels, and size 2 bones.

Viola Davis: “My part is to channel spirits. I play a gatekeeper of the world’s underground.

“But I truly believe in the psychic. I’m from South Carolina. It’s rife with superstitition. Like sweep over your father’s feet, you go to jail. My Cherokee Indian grandfather kissed his fingers. He believed witches haunt you at night.

“The history of African Americans is they came from so many tribes. Nigeria’s the basis of voodoo, and the slave trade carried it into the South.”

About the other world I don’t know. I only know it must be very glitzy because gatekeeper Viola was in all-over black sequins. Short. Tight. Gorgeous.

“My dress is from New York & Co. I had another one which my husband, Julius Tennon, didn’t like. And if he didn’t like it, I wanted him to be happy, so I got this one which I intend to own right after tonight.”

TSUNAMIS, floods, earthquakes, wars, droughts, forest fires, drones, hurricanes, designer diseases, unemployment, Congress, immigration, hunger, poverty, drugs, homicides, icebergs melting, snowstorms, that Carnival ship, Ahmadinejad, Kim Jong-un, now that meteorite. Can’t be He’s just annoyed with the Oval Office — He’s mad at all of us.

PASSERS-BY ogling Bruce Willis as he swiveled along W. 55th . . . Others eyeing Shaq O’Neal in jeans, exiting the Peninsula Hotel and checking his Rolex . . . Gaga-ites gaga over Wendy Williams saying the Lady’s tour’s canceled because of sagging sales not because of, as she’s said, surgery . . . Leonard Lauder calls his Brooklyn librarian lady his new love. I apologize in advance for saying must be she finds him an open book.

baRBARA Walters can now answer that old line, “Who loves ya, baby?”

Hillary Clinton sent an orchid plant with “Thinking of you.” On White House stationery came three paragraphs from both Obamas. Phone calls from Henry Kissinger. Phone calls from Mike Bloomberg. Nancy Reagan’s Jan. 31 letter includes: “I know you’re getting the best of care, but you’re not known for taking it easy . . . listen to your doctor . . . ”

Under the royal crest, Jordan’s Queen Rania expressed “wishes for a full and speedy recovery . . . sending you my love.” Jimmy and Rosalynn Carter promised “thoughts and prayers” adding: “Chicken pox is a serious matter for an adult.”

Chicken pox! Next on grown-up Barbara’s bucket list, maybe diaper rash?

WORD is Taylor Swift may put her libido on permanent display in the Smithsonian.

FRAN Drescher relieves stress with “reflexology, massages and baths. Before big events like the Oscars, I’m in my limo having a wine shpritzer.” . . . Michael Caine: “I once made seven films in two years. Now it’s difficult to get a lead when you’re over 60. Better a TV series than to struggle on the edges of a movie.” . . . Denzel Washington: “ ‘The Bone Collector,’ lying still as a paralysis victim, was my toughest role.”

JOY Behar: “Picking a president on his sex appeal is stupid. Lincoln was full of moles. Who’d have voted for him?” . . . Pay attention: George Clooney was People’s “Sexiest Man Alive” — in 1997! . . . Edie Falco: “Awards shows make me try on dresses. I haven’t the body or the persona. Am I trying to look like Jennifer Lopez?!”

BEN Affleck: “I finally won my mother’s approval. She didn’t want acting for me. As a kid, I was a natural mimic, bright eyes, precocious, loud-mouthed. She preferred I be something like a history professor — but she’s now finally accepted it.”

FOR Valentine’s Day, someone, tired of cologne or earrings, sent a ladyfriend a gift. A vibrator. Her housekeeper, foreign, speaking marginal English, unpacked it. She routinely placed it in Madame’s bedroom. On her night table.

Only in New York, kids, only in New York.