Well, this is truly disturbing. In her latest movie, porn star-turned-director and alt-porn pioneer Joanna Angel has sex with her own inflatable sex doll. I mean, the one that is her. The movie is “Doppelganger,” which is German for lookalike, basically, or evil twin. I think this line pretty much sums up the plot, per the press release: “You won’t believe your eyes when the queen of alt-porn’s inflatable twin comes alive just to wreak havoc with her friends and career.” I hate it when my inflatable twin comes alive to wreak havoc on my life! Angel says working with her blow-up twin was a nightmare. Okayyyy. So, I am going to skip this one.
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It would be easy to hate Bryan Batt.
He breathes the same air as Jon Hamm, playing the closeted gay art director Salvatore Romano on “Mad Men.” He counts Christina Hendricks and Jane Krakowski from “30 Rock” among his besties. And you wouldn’t know it from “Mad Men,” but this Louisiana native has the dreamiest thick Southern accent.
But how could you hate someone who is just so darn nice? Bryan profusely apologized for playing phone tag with me because he was busy taking care of his elderly mom (aww!) and then generously chatted from the back room of the home furnishings store, Hazelnut, he owns in uptown New Orleans with his partner of 20+ years, Tom Cianichi. Can you say “down-to-earth”?
After the jump, find out if Bryan thinks Sal will ever return to “Mad Men,” what it was like playing Lumiere the candlestick on Broadway’s “Beauty & The Beast,” and how he felt seeing Jon Hamm’s handsome mug for the first time. (Answer: amazing.) Keep reading »
The other day I was talking to a good girlfriend about her latest pop obsession. My friend Jessica, who is in her early 30s, mentioned that she was totally into Justin Bieber and acknowledged that her feelings about him were conflicted. “I mean, I don’t know whether I want to bend him over and spank him, or bend him over and spank him,” she said. She was joking (mostly) but it brought up a good point: at what age does your love for a teen idol go from perfectly acceptable to kind of creepy? Keep reading »
Angelina Jolie! Johnny Depp! The trailer for their movie “The Tourist” is out and, dudes, I dunno, you would think I would be all about this movie because, hello, Johnny Depp, but I am distracted. Distracted by Angelina’s weird accent. Where is she supposed to be from? Distracted by Johnny’s oddly bloated face. And that beard. Ick. Distracted by the fact that I am not distracted by an overwhelming sexual desire for Johnny Depp. Just distracted. Keep reading »
This week’s tabloids were all about being interactive, with quizzes to test your knowledge on important stuff like celebrity six-packs and “Oprah.” But we wouldn’t want to ruin your fun by giving you the answers, so we just stuck to breaking down the dirt. As usual, the gossip didn’t let us down—except for People—so take a look at what juicy, maybe true tid-bits you should be talking about this week. Keep reading »
Is anyone else miffed about how a baroque drag clown made it to the season finale of “America’s Got Talent”? By day, he’s a humble aspiring performer, John Quale, who works in a metal shop. By night, he transforms into his alter ego, Prince Poppycock, who sings opera-inspired songs in elaborate hair and makeup. I don’t get it. But America seems to. You can’t make this stuff up. Watch out Lady Gaga—Prince Poppycock may be prancing your way. Keep reading »