Bill O’Reilly‘s “Killing Lincoln” is on the Best-seller List. Bill O’Reilly’s “Killing Kennedy” is on the Best-seller List. Bill O’Reilly’s “Killing Jesus” will cream the Best-seller List. First printing? Two million copies. First advance copy is in August.
So what’s he do with all this income? “Nothing. I give it away. I support many charities. I don’t do anything. I don’t buy myself anything.” When we spoke his jacket did not match his trousers, so for sure he’s not blowing it on tailors.
PIERS Morgan’s going to April 27’s White House Correspondents Dinner. Conan O’Brien’s emceeing since Leno, Letterman, Fallon, Kimmel, Alec Baldwin, Steve Harvey, Craig Ferguson, George Lopez, Wayne Brady, Arsenio Hall, Bill Maher, Al Sharpton, Seth Whatsisname are busy. And which blond pip with spike platform heels, tight short skirt, and low neckline with her press clips hanging out is he escorting?
None. Keeping it in the British Empire, his date is Scotland’s Gerard Butler, who, says Piers, is “thrilled. In Butler’s current movie ‘Olympus Has Fallen’ he plays the presidential guard who saves the White House.”
WHERE did editor Janice Min celebrate the Hollywood Reporter’s success? New York.
Jamming the Four Seasons: Katie, Kelly, Barbara, Arianna, Liza. Wintour and Strahan. HBO chief Richard Plepler. ABC chief Ben Sherwood. Newspaper chief Jim Finkelstein. Rosanna Scotto and Greg Kelly, Fox-TV’s morning Abbott & Costello. Behind Wendy Williams’ behind, Willie Geist. Stephanopoulos: “My daughter, age 10, changed my tie to match my wife’s red dress.” His other comments I don’t remember. Political commentator Robert Zimmerman noting so much media: “Here more people are asking what’s with CNN than what’s with Hillary.”
TERRIFIC Tuscan restaurant Il Cantinori owners Steve Tzolis and Frank Minieri want it known they were first to bring NYC the real Mediterranean diet. OK? . . . Tomorrow, Radio City, Rockettes, the Giants’ Victor Cruz, Run-DMC’s Darryl McDaniels fund-raising for the Garden of Dreams and kids . . . Rick Lazio on M103 bus going downtown Wednesday . . . And City Council candidate Noah Gotbaum going up the 250 W. 57th’s elevator.
GRIFFIN Dunne’s thumping his new “ ‘Little Miss Sunshine’ type film ‘The Discoverers.’
“It just won Sedona’s Film Festival award. Now I’m in Florida’s film festival. Tomorrow somewhere else for another film festival. Every place has one. Next month there’ll probably be one in Bed-Stuy.
“This movie’s funny, sad, touching. It follows estranged and divorced children. All have a life journey. All traveling the same route. It’s sort of a Lewis and Clark expedition humanly. My actress daughter Hannah, who’s 23, has a small part.”
Griffin’s dad, Hollywood producer and Vanity Fair writer Dominick Dunne, is long gone yet his old cable show “Power, Privilege and Justice” keeps going.
“Right. Who can believe this? People like seeing rich men getting comeuppance. I heard from somebody who says he watched dad’s program instead of ‘Mad Men.’ It was a non-union deal, however, so no residuals. He didn’t get any and I didn’t.
“But I have his mementoes. His ’80s press passes and, since he was a war hero, his Bronze Star’s framed on my wall.
“I’m now developing a BBC series ‘Blood on the Tracks.’ About a man who writes about crime and the highs and lows he’s taken. It’s based loosely on dad.”
JONATHAN Winters had a comedy/tragedy flip side. In the Winters of his discontent, he painted way-out depressed Dali type oils. Deathly images. One canvas, “Thought of Suicide From the Bottom of a Pool,” depicted him looking up from the cement as he willingly drowned.
About Li’l Orphan Annie: “Hell, because of her I drank Ovaltine until I was 35.”
Show business made him happy. Like when Montreal’s then 12th annual Just for Laughs festival in July inducted him into its international comedy Hall of Fame — whatever that was. At that moment, with no audience but me, he smiled.
BASEBALL season’s exciting. Wonderful to see steroids from all over the country playing and bulging together.
ANOTHER day, another memoir.
Paul Anka, who writes about dating the late Annette Funicello, says in his new St. Martin’s bio “My Way”: “If you don’t keep moving, they’ll throw dirt on you.”
Coming in about 20 minutes: “Melissa Explains It All: Tales From My Abnormally Normal Life” by Melissa Joan Hart, who had the lead in Nickelodeon’s “Clarissa Explains It All.” Age 4 she did commercials. In grade school commuted from Long Island to NYC for auditions. It’s Hollywood’s version of “abnormally normal.”
The only VIP not writing a bio so far is our Previous Holiness the former pope.
SUNDAY. 11 a.m. Park Avenue. Two casually clad mommies pushing baby carriages talking to one another. Ivanka Trump Kushner steering daughter Arabella dressed in designer pink and a friend whose stroller contained two Yorkies dressed in Yankee jackets.
Only in New York, kids, only in New York.