I have never read Ann Patchett’s 2001 novel Bel Canto, and after seeing the trailer for its upcoming better-late-than-never film adaptation starring Julianne Moore and Ken Watanabe, I’ve decided that I never will.
Julianne Moore will play the role of Gloria Steinem in Julie Taymor’s adaptation of My Life on the Road—what a relief!
Two of them, actually. Today on the red carpet for Cannes’ opening gala, Julianne Moore hit the ground running in this phenomenal sequined double-cobra gown, which is both daring and adventurous and looks a lot like the type of thing a 1980s pre-teen bad boy would want painted on his BMX bike (or, later, his Trans…
In today’s Tweet Beat, it is Kevin Hart Day, Julianne Moore shows her toes and Kristen Bell lost her chill.
Freeheld, the new Ellen Page/Julianne Moore drama about a lesbian couple struggling for civil rights, premiered at The Toronto International Film Festival last night. The media present at the event got a huge surprise: Ellen Page and her girlfriend, Samantha Thomas, walked the red carpet together for the first time.
Yesterday, Madonna, while making the rounds to promote her Rebel Heart album, stopped by Sirius XM's Stern Show and got to talking about moving to New York in the late '70s and rape she experienced during her first year there.
Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd. Thrice and once, the hedge-pig whin'd. Harpier cries:—'tis time! 'tis time...for Lindsay Lohan to become a witch!
Naya Rivera, the undisputed Queen of Saying and Doing Bizarre Shit to Get Press, said in an interview today that showering every day is "for white people."
Not sure I can imagine anything more compelling than Julianne Moore playing a wild-eyed actress haunted by the ghost of her more-famous mother, and fortunately David Cronenberg will soon oblige us with his latest, Maps to the Stars. Check the new trailer. With bonus limo-driving Robert Pattinson and vaguely malign…
Still Alice, a new movie starring Julianne Moore as a woman who develops early onset Alzheimer's, definitely does not look uplifting (it's based off a book of the same name by Lisa Genova). And yet the trailer seems to be trying to convince potential viewers that this movie will not be incredibly depressing, with…
Just in time for Christmas, here's an in-depth look at Hollywood's glitziest film about porn, Boogie Nights! *insert tasteless joke about Christmas and balls here*
The Hunger Games... On Ice! hasn't happened yet, but it's only a matter of time. The lucrative film franchise surrounding a bloody dystopic children's competition — Rue, we still miss you — is heading to a stage in London.
In today's Tweet Beat, Julianne Moore speaks out against a horrible epidemic that must be stopped, Billie Jean King hangs out with some cool friends and let's all give Madonna some attention, please.
As Cannes rolls on we're seeing more acres of chiffon and and more whisper-light tulle and more haute couture on the red carpet. Below, some ensembles from yesterday's premieres. More more more, how do you like it?
Paula Deen's Sorry I'm A Racist tour is chugging along, leaving a thick trail of butter and delusional self-pity smeared across the countryside.
Justin Bieber is prepared to reject a plea deal prosecutors have offered in his Miami Beach drunk drag racing escapades., mostly because he's unwilling to submit to random drug testing, mostly because he smokes a lot of weed, mostly because hobbies that 19-year-old millionaires specialize in such as sex, video games,…
Like many of us, Ellen Pompeo was not into the Emmys. She took particular offense to the stinkbomb of an awards show because it reflected the casual whitewashing of Hollywood, and told USA Today one day after the telecast:
Julianne Moore is reportedly in talks to join the two final films in the Hunger Games series, which are based on the book Mockingjay. Her role: President Alma Coin.
During her arrest in Midtown last night, Amanda Bynes was taken to a psychiatric hospital for evaluation; it turns out this was set in motion by "friend and Hollywood publicist" Jonathan Jaxson, who told the police that he had proof that Bynes was suicidal.
I mean, I like Blue Ivy and everything—she's super welcome at my birthday karaoke—but I seriously do not get the appeal of obsessive celebrity womb-sleuthing. Like, you guys, Beyonce either has another adorable mini-muffin Easy-Baking in her diamond-encrusted Jacob the Jeweler mommy-oven, or she doesn't. And either…