“There’s a lot of cute writers [in San Francisco] … I gotta bag me a husband!”
—Winona Ryder talks about wanting to settle down. I am so stoked to see Winona back in action BUT what an unfortunate choice of words. I want to forget about her $5,000 five-finger spree, but when she uses words like “bag,” I just can’t forget. How about “find” or “meet”? [Us Weekly] Keep reading »
Ever since her first appearance in “Heathers,” we’ve adored Winona Ryder. Sadly, at least for the moment, her leading lady days are over. Was it the shoplifting? Or the just getting a tiny bit older? Whatever caused the fall, we’re pretty proud of her for rolling with the punches. And lately she’s had some pretty good—and completely random—parts in big movies. Like in “Black Swan,” where she plays a ballerina no longer in the spotlight, and she has a drunken encounter with Natalie Portman. Check out the clip here. I also secretly loved that she was Spock’s mother in “Star Trek.” It was so gloriously random. And Winona is pretty much the only reason I’d want to see “The Dilemma.” Yeah, Vince Vaughn just doesn’t do it for me. Keep reading »
Is Winona Ryder having sex with Channing Tatum? Well, not exactly. The one-time “Heathers” star and former Johnny Depp paramour is, however, slated to costar with the young hunk in an upcoming untitled movie being referred to in Hollywood as “Cheaters.” Directed by Ron Howard, the all-star cast includes Vince Vaughn, Jennifer Connelly, and Kevin James. According to The Hollywood Reporter, “The script, by Alan Loeb, centers on a man (Vaughn) who discovers that his best friend [James]‘s wife (Ryder) is cheating and finds himself in a moral dilemma of whether he should tell the guy.” Bonus factoid: “Tatum would play Ryder’s tattooed and pierced lover.” Hawt. [True/Slant] Keep reading »
Everyone’s favorite sullen minx from “Beetlejuice” has returned to the spotlight! Closing in on 40, the formerly sticky-fingered Winona Ryder has descended from her pedestal for an interview with BlackBook. Why? She’s got a movie to promote (“The Private Lives of Pippa Lee”), dammit! After the jump, the best of what wacky Winona spewed. Keep reading »
Corn Nuts! I am literally shaking with excitement over the news that “Heathers” is being revamped into a TV show. The 1989 movie, the ultimate high school revenge fantasy, elevated Winona Ryder to star status as she tried to fit in with her school’s mean girls, all named Heather. (The best: Heather Chandler, played by pre-”90210″ Shannen Doherty). Until J.D. (a hot Christian Slater) rolled into town and made her his accomplice in murdering the cool kids in school and making ‘em look like suicides. “Heathers” remains one of my top five favorite flicks of all time, and I have a feeling a show based on it could be very, very good—like “Gossip Girl” with a dark comedy twist. Jenny Bicks, a “Sex and the City” writer, is also executive producing. And the word on the street is that Winona and Christian may even be reprising their bad-ass roles. Prepare your croquet mallets and start singing “Que Sera Sera.” [Press Association] Keep reading »
Do you swear to tell the truth, avoid neon colors, and not wear sunglasses as headbands, so help you God? In a courthouse, there is a legal oath as well as a fashion oath. Few people would repeat [Michael Jackson’s pajama-clad court appearance faux pas, but many overlook the less obvious style no-no’s in a courtroom. Whether you’re in the jury box, testifying, or, heaven forbid, the defendant, there are certain rules everyone should follow in front of the (fashion) judge. Keep reading »
In today’s installment of GOOP, the newsletter we love to hate and hate to love, Gwyneth Paltrow bores us to tears with words of wisdom about “evil tongue,” i.e. speaking evil of others. Before asking her various gurus and life coaches and self-help experts to help her understand “the consequences of perpetuating negativity or feeling schadenfreude,” she talks about her experience with a “frenemy” and admits that her own tongue, GASP, is occasionally evil.
Back in the day, I had a “frenemy” who, as it turned out, was pretty hell-bent on taking me down. This person really did what they could to hurt me. I was deeply upset, I was angry, I was all of those things you feel when you find out that someone you thought you liked was venomous and dangerous. I restrained myself from fighting back. I tried to take the high road. But one day I heard that something unfortunate and humiliating had happened to this person. And my reaction was deep relief and…happiness. There went the high road.
Naturally, we didn’t give a s**t about any of GOOP’s “lessons” about, um, s**t-talking, but we did go cuh-razy hypothesizing about WHO this “frenemy” could be. Frankly, it’s so obvious, it’s almost sad. Our theory, after the jump. Keep reading »