This is just one thing about the whole Britney breakdown boo-hoo crap that really pisses me off: Plenty of folks who have histories with drugs (like Brad, Britney and a gazillion other peeps in this insane biz) struggle without one iota of the attention that the Lynne Spears-bred gal is getting. It’s beyond out of whack. How many more Renfros need to expire before the microscopic gauge is refitted and reformatted with more equanimity? Prolly never. So, never friggin’ mind.
Now, Renfro’s always been a bad boy, both in his real and reel life—loved him so for this! B.R. consistently chose darker roles than his fellow tween actors. As a young babe, he wowed crowds with his turns (and his bedroom eyes) in the dramas The Client, Apt Pupil and Sleeper, and he spent the last few years dropping by in indie flicks while battling some deadly addictions.
I always thought this talented lad had a bright career in front of him, despite his consistent stints in the slammer and trips through rehab's revolving door. Lindsay Lohan? You reading this in the middle of a movie screening, annoying all your fellow movie patrons as you gazing at your glowing miniscreen? Hope so!
On some slightly less depressing news, Zac Efron was rushed to Cedars-Sinai for that emergency appendectomy (sounds a lot more believable than "exhaustion" or "dehydration"—better take notes on this, too, Linds).
You can all stop prematurely mourning the loss of High School Musical 3, ‘cause Zacy’s already back to fluttering his eyelashes for drooling fans all over the world. Oh, merde! That was a close call. But did no one catch the buried headline in all that near nastiness? The über-banged boy survived Cedars. Whoa.
Who would say no to playin' Courtney Love? You know how the Academy always dishes out Oscars to actors who play ugly. But Scar might not take the bait, what with all the new projects she has lined up. Scar-jay will direct (yes, direct) a five-minute short in the upcoming movie New York, I Love You (à la last year’s Paris, Je T’aime), an anthology of several stories of l’amour in the Big Apple—other directors include Woody Allen.
Think Scar’s just doing the project to get more time with Woody? The muse excuse never seemed entirely innocent to moi whenever Woody talked up his working relaysh with S.J. Then again, Scarlett is a tad too old for him.
Debra Messing, who was nominated for her best work yet in the revenge-of-the-housewives horrorfest otherwise known as The Starter Wife, would be—we predicted back when it became clear the Globes would not be going on, per usual—one of the very few famous faces to show up for Golden Globes gifting venues. Debbie, bien sûr, is the Will Rogers of the freebie set in Hollywood: She’s never met a gratis goodie she didn’t like.
Ms. M, you see, turned out to be one of the two and a half demicelebrities who showed for gifting opportunities, including the InStyle Diamond Fashion do, at which our girl Grace donned a rare, vintage Oscar de la Renta black velvet, ribbon-tiered cocktail dress. Catch those mouth-watering deets? While most of Hollywood tears up over lost jobs, Debbie-baby’s donning ribbon-tiered couture! Such inspiration for the masses!
Anna Friel and Ali Larter were also in attendance at the same glittery giveaway, but they’re merely amateurs at this grab-at-any-cost stuff. Clearly, they’re learning from the best Marie Antoinette mama of them all.