Twenty years ago today, P.J. Hogan’s My Best Friend’s Wedding hit theaters. It would eventually become the ninth-highest grossing film of 1997—oddly sandwiched between the Special Edition of Star Wars (#8) and Tomorrow Never Dies (#10)—and one of the highest-grossing romantic comedies of all time. But in the pantheon…
As if the cries of "Ten points for Gryffindor!" every time she answers a question in lecture correctly aren't humiliating enough, Emma Watson, returning to Brown to resume her studies in the winter semester, was stopped and questioned by customs at the passport desk at JFK because they thought she was an unaccompanied…
Rupert Everett, the handsome actor who says any old thing that pops into his follicular wonder of a head, has penned a memoir called Vanished Years that The Guardian's Decca Aitkenhead enjoyed so thoroughly that she would now like to "gallivant about town with [Everett] forever." Apparently, Everett doesn't hold much…
Star of My Best Friend's Wedding Rupert Everett has recently come under fire from gay rights activists after the 53-year-old actor openly criticized gay parenting in an article with Great Britain's Sunday Times Magazine.
In this week's compilation of pop culture crap, Donald Trump is very proud of himself, something happened to Rupert Everett's face, and celebrate the royal wedding with cat food.
In an interview on BBC Radio 4's Today show, actor Rupert Everett lashed out at Hollywood, calling it a "heterosexual business" — and complained about stars like Jennifer Aniston.
The PR honcho is so over revenge. In the contemporary Panopticon of social media, reality television, and e-mail forwards, Cutrone's rule is "don't ever put anything in writing and never say anything when anyone's around." Except for, apparently, this interview.
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