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Source: Vulture | 22 Sep 2008 | 9:15 pm

Fug Girls on the Emmys: If We Were Handing Out Awards

America Ferrera, Marcia Cross, and Jeremy Piven, who clearly just woke up.
Photo: Getty Images

Ah, yes, the Emmys: Hollywood’s third- or fourth-most prestigious awards show. While sadly devoid of either gravitas or free-flowing booze, the Emmys have our undying love for delivering buckets of questionably dressed TV stars, all desperate for a moment in the spotlight because they're not generally invited to the Oscars — and especially because last year’s aborted (and therefore sober) Golden Globes telecast ruined their most recent shot at glory. Hell, we're not immune to Awards Fever ourselves; here's what we would've handed out last night if we'd had a dais and a good welder.

Best Adaptation of Barbie's Wardrobe: Big props to Brooke Shields for working a dramatically fluffy hot-pink gown — with a train, no less — and accessorizing it with a sparkly pin and big-ass chandelier earrings. That’d be way too much dress for most women, but Brooke is, after all, a pro.

Fanciest Toga: House's Jennifer Morrison must have thought being gorgeous would allow her to get away with wearing a tremendously shiny sheet. News flash: No one can get away with wearing a sheet, especially not one that needs its own blotting papers.

Best Argument for Green Living: Mad Men's Christina Hendricks rocked such a stunning emerald shade that we barely even noticed her weird gold headband, which made her look like she took a three-hour nap on a box of Ferrero Rocher.

Dress Most Likely to Grow in Your Shower: We love Jenna Fischer, but that pleated chiffon number ate her waist — and once we realized the color variegations looked kind of like mildew, we spent the rest of the night wanting to attack her with Tilex.

Dress Most Likely to Cure Your Staph Infection: The musty blossoms creeping their way down Marcia Cross's tutu were last spotted growing in a carton of orange juice, nine months after it expired. She really needs to stop going through our trash.

Dress Most Likely to Rust: A woman who spends her work days in the same ratty pair of cargo pants would want to splash out in something flashy, but Lost’s Elizabeth Mitchell took it to the extreme in an ill-fitting metallic number that vaguely reminded us of something C3PO might wear if he turned to cross-dressing.

Most Overdone: At her day job, America Ferrera's looks are swallowed by bad clothes, braces, and a choppy wig. But ironically, pushing so far in the other direction at the Emmys ended up having the same effect; here, it was death by yards of suffocating black taffeta, a giant necklace, the shiny clutch, busy shoes, ruby-red lipstick, and hair that looks like it fell out of a better-designed style while she was circling the block in her limo. Girl, either tone it down a notch or study with Brooke Shields.

Most Unable to Correct Being Overdone: We'd love to rip off Eva Longoria-Parker's dopey Fabergé bow, but it would've left no dress behind. However, it did give us a very cheap idea for our next holiday party: We'll just poke our legs through something we bought at the Hallmark store.

Guys Who Most Resembled a Couple of Blackjack Dealers Taking a Smoke Break: Laurence Fishburne and William Petersen, presenting together, came off less like two CSI stars than two CSI suspects. We’re all for men branching out from the traditional tuxedo, but not when they do so via the expressway to Crazytown — and in Petersen's case, taking a detour down Greasy Grifter Boulevard.

Most Likely to Have Rolled Out of Bed Ten Minutes Ago: Okay, Jeremy Piven, we get it. You're a bad boy. You probably spent the last two weeks quality-control-testing a catalogue's worth of mail-order brides and bathing yourself in bourbon, and you totally don't care about awards. But since you always freakin' win, would it kill you just ONCE to shower and shave beforehand? The Emmys aren't THAT irrelevant.

Related: Judging the Frocks at the Emmy Awards
Read All of Vulture's Emmy Coverage

Source: The Cut | 22 Sep 2008 | 9:00 pm

City of New York Attempts to Gross Out Smokers

As part of New York's continuing effort to save us from ourselves (it passed out nearly 40 million free condoms last year!), the Department of Health has branded a new line of matchbooks. The goal is to make smoking seem so disgusting that in the act of lighting up, nicotine addicts will be reminded of just how bad the results of their fun little activity can be. The matchbooks, which feature images of rotting teeth, decomposing lungs, and huge tumors (seriously), will be handed out for free at 132 cigarette dealers in the South Bronx, East and Central Harlem, and North and Central Brooklyn. We have two reactions to this: One, does the city really think establishments that make money off selling cigarettes are going to display these prominently, or hand them out eagerly? And two, are the smokers of Queens and Staten Island just considered a lost cause?

With New Matchbooks, Health Department Gives Smokers a Reality Check [NYC.gov]

Source: Daily Intel | 22 Sep 2008 | 9:00 pm

A fair-goer sits next to a logo of US data storage giant SanDisk at a technology fair

A fair-goer sits next to a logo of US data storage giant SanDisk at a technology fair. SanDisk on Monday announced it is taking on the compact disk (CD) industry by selling tunes on flash memory "micro-cards"...
Source: Infocious RSS raw feed - channel BNImagesEnter | 22 Sep 2008 | 8:59 pm

'Sons' boosts Broadway box office

Front Page: Katie Holmes helps fill seats for Miller revival -- "All My Sons," the revival of the 1947 Arthur Miller play that co-stars Katie Holmes, filled nearly all its seats in its first five previews as the Broadway box office continued to climb out of its post-Labor Day slump.

Source: Variety.com - Front Page | 22 Sep 2008 | 8:56 pm

Gowns, Glitter, and Gold Statues at the ET/People Post-Emmy Bash (Fashion Wire Daily)

Fashion Wire Daily - Kristin Chenoweth may not have won the Emmy for her terrific performance in "Pushing Daisies," but that didn't stop the diminutive powerhouse from shining on the red carpet at the Entertainment Tonight/People magazine post-Emmy party held Sunday, Sept. 21, at the Walt Disney Concert Hall.

Source: Yahoo! News: Fashion News | 22 Sep 2008 | 8:52 pm

Music Review: Buckcherry's 'Black Butterfly' soars (AP)

AP - Buckcherry, "Black Butterfly" (Atlantic)

Source: Yahoo! News: Entertainment Reviews | 22 Sep 2008 | 8:46 pm

1OMFG!!

Photo: Bottomless Dish

Gossip Girl is filming right now at 1Oak. Which reminds us: how excited are you for tonight, when we get to see Serena turn back into the alcoholic bitch we always hear about but never get to watch?? [Bottomless Dish]

Source: Daily Intel | 22 Sep 2008 | 8:45 pm

Artist Keith Jones Splits the Difference Between ‘Where’s Waldo’ and ‘The Road’

Being late the time i didn't make it there (2008).
Photo: Courtesy of Fuse Gallery

With the financial markets in chaos and pin-striped Jeremiahs appearing on cable TV to herald the End of Things As We Know Them, it can be easy to fall into daydreams of a full-on societal breakdown lurking around the corner. Just in time, Toronto-based artist Keith Jones has unveiled a series of drawings that brings out the playful side of the apocalypse, with Where's Waldo?–style scenes of colorful people driven to desperate acts in refuse-littered cityscapes. So where is Waldo? Probably holed up in his basement with stockpiled canned goods and a sawed-off Remington pump action. On view at Fuse Gallery through October 18.

Source: Vulture | 22 Sep 2008 | 8:45 pm

'08 Emmys May Draw Lowest Ratings Ever

The show honoring low-rated shows "30 Rock," "Mad Men" also drew few viewers.
Source: ABC News: Entertainment | 22 Sep 2008 | 8:27 pm

Crime writer rushed from O.J. trial to hospital

Celebrity crime writer Dominick Dunne was rushed Monday from the courtroom where he is covering the O.J. Simpson trial to a Las Vegas hospital after complaining of pain.

Source: CNN.com - Entertainment | 22 Sep 2008 | 8:26 pm

Music Review: Plain White T's take the safe route (AP)

AP - Plain White T's, "Big Bad World" (Hollywood)

Source: Yahoo! News: Entertainment Reviews | 22 Sep 2008 | 8:23 pm

A Straight Male Outsider Takes On New York Fashion Week

Seriousness.
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Time magazine sent Joel Stein to New York Fashion Week. Stein doesn't cover fashion, and might not have ever covered fashion, but his fresh take on the whole spectacle is remarkably spot-on:

[F]ashion shows are the most serious events in the entire world. Nobody in the audience smiles or talks; the models look like they're on the Bataan death march; and people slowly, lifelessly clap at the end. I've been to political panels, criminal trials, locker rooms of playoff losers, graduate English classes and the Ron Paul convention, and I've never seen people take themselves quite this seriously.

Vogue editor Anna Wintour, whom I vaguely knew as the lady who wears Prada and is remarkably similar to the Devil, has two bodyguards — that's how serious fashion is.

Our heads are so buried in the fashion sand pit we never even questioned La Wintour's bodyguards. But Stein raises a good point — why does she have them? Most reporters working the front row are too scared to talk to her; photographers likewise approach cautiously.

We might fear Wintour, but Stein didn't fear rubbing elbows with models. He found it confusing that the models don't turn him on and he didn't find them hot. We thought that was just something guys said to make non-models like them, but Stein is rather convincing. To explore his confusing turned-off feelings, Stein ventures backstage at the Donna Karan show to get an "up-close look" at model Arlenis Sosa. (We know — it sounds kind of creepy.)

Sosa, 19, was pretty and awfully nice but mostly just really tall and outrageously skinny. Though she bragged to me about having just finished a salad and a kiwi, she paused when I asked her if that salad had dressing. "I don't like dressing," she said. I gave her a look. "Because I can't be fat," she continued. "I do like it. But I don't want any."

Moving on! Stein asks another question we can't believe we never asked ourselves: Why does Harvey Weinstein own Halston?

When I asked him why he bought it, Weinstein said, "I'm a red-blooded American male. I get to hang out with models." We both laughed a particularly creepy kind of laugh, and then he said, "You and I know the least about fashion in this room. But I bet you can tell me Ty Cobb's batting average."

On second thought, maybe we didn't want to know the answer to that question. Charmers, these two are.

Fashion Frills [Time]

Source: The Cut | 22 Sep 2008 | 8:21 pm

The Transportation Coordinator Cheating His Way Out of a Relationship

Once a week, Daily Intel takes a peek at what your friends and neighbors are doing behind doors left slightly ajar. Today, the Transportation Coordinator Cheating His Way Out of a Relationship: 31, male, Upper West Side, straight, mostly single.

DAY ONE
8:20 a.m.: Wake up and start messing around with E. It's not unusual for us to be up this early on the weekend or to be fucking this early. She orgasms from penetration alone and I finish shortly after. The former is rare, the latter is not. E and I have been seeing each other regularly for about a year and she's beginning to take it seriously. I met her soon after a seven-year relationship came to a close. It was to be a casual thing. Now she's taking this more seriously than I am comfortable with.
10:45 a.m.: We're eating a late breakfast at a little diner. Our conversation is punctuated by talk of sex, like it always is. She interjects with the occasional "I love you." I know I don't. I should have seen this coming. Now I've got to get out of this mess.

12:18 p.m.: Receive a text from A confirming our meeting at the Met at 2 p.m. I met A in the Middle East a few weeks ago while visiting my friend. She is in the States for vacation, so we made plans to hang out during her stay. I'm attracted to her in an easy-sex kind of way.
2:22 p.m.: Found her. We hug for what seems like fifteen seconds. She has a friend in tow that she is desperately trying to get rid of.
5:10 p.m.: We ditch her friend and go for food, drinks, and then ultimately a cab. We make out and I put my hand up her skirt. She stops me before I reach her panties. This momentarily frustrates me.
9:56 p.m.: We have sex for a few hours off and on. Lots of water is consumed. She finishes me off with a fierce blow job. She says, "Okay, fuck the condom" before ripping it off. She admits right afterward that she had been celibate for awhile.
10:23 p.m.: I send an e-mail to my friend (who is also her colleague) giving him a rundown. I wonder how I should feel about this … I've never slept with two women in the same day. I feel really weird for a second and wonder what the masculine term for "slut" is … "This is not like me," I tell myself, making it all seem okay.

DAY TWO
6:05 a.m.: Fall out of bed and peel the discarded condom off the wall from last night.
10:53 a.m.: Bored, bored, bored with work. I tell my friend about E's admissions of love, and he advises me to break it off with her right away. I know he's right, but I'm not good at ending things.
8 p.m.: Meet up with Y, a 23-year-old graduate student from Asia. I met her a month before on my trip to Cairo. Italian food. The conversation is not that deep, and the food is mediocre. I'm tired from inactivity at work and it's noticeable. And I'm feeling a little creepy. I try to act upbeat but fail. She puts her hand on my knee and I get hard. There is life left in me yet!
9:45 p.m.: Back at my place, we're making out on my bed — the only place where Y will be intimate. We have good sex and she seems to cum a few times, but I can't really tell — she seems like she's making too big a deal out of it.
10:30 p.m.: We spoon, I pass out.

DAY THREE
6:30 a.m.: I try and fail to wake Y up for sex. I get up and shower.
10:10 a.m.: E keeps texting me, telling me that she wants to see me. I tell her that I'm depressed and I don't want to see anyone. It's true, to some degree.
3:30 p.m.: Y wants to come over and cook with me. I'm exhausted and I ask her if we can do it another night. She agrees, but I can tell she's not too happy with me. I feel guilty.
6 p.m.: A invites me to Cirque Dreams with her and her friends. I tell her I'm working late. I'm not working late. Again, I feel guilty.
8:45 p.m.: Jerk off and then veg out in front of the television.

DAY FOUR
12:32 p.m.: I get three texts. One from each girl. E wants oral sex and tells me she loves me. A wants to go to a concert in Central Park. Y still wants to cook. This simultaneously excites me — three women want me! — and makes me feel odd.
2:45 p.m.: I tell A that I will meet her, blow off the others.
6:30 p.m.: Sitting out on the Great Lawn with A and her friends, drinking wine. A won't shut up. She talks and talks and talks. Says the word "precisely" way too often. I consider myself lucky she is leaving in a few days.
11:45 p.m.: A tells me she didn't want me to think we had a future. I try to repress a big grin with no success. I didn't think I gave her the impression I wanted her as a girlfriend ... was she using reverse psychology?
1:30 a.m.: I am home, alone, and I'm thankful because of it.

DAY FIVE
6:45 a.m.: A few extra minutes today, so I masturbate to some random solo-girl porn on my computer before showering and running out of the apartment.
8:33 a.m.: A sends a text — "Next sleepover … Have a 'present' for you. I had it prepared in my bag…" Briefly try to figure out what she could be talking about.
9:25 a.m.: E sends me a long e-mail list on how to overcome depression. She ends it with a P.S.: "I miss your mouth."
10:01 a.m.: My friend and I exchange catch-up e-mails. I tell him I'm tired of A. He tells me he spent three days in Jordan. His rundown was more interesting.
11:30 p.m.: I put my head in my hands and wonder what the hell I'm doing.
1 p.m.: Decide the only way out of this malaise is to find a girl I want to marry. Y IMs me, tries to say that she still wants to cook for me, but instead tells me that she "wants to cock."
10:50 p.m.: Dinner and TV at Y's. We sit on her bed and watch Cartoon Network. She lives in a gigantic apartment in Harlem. I'm exhausted, but want to get laid. She gets the hint but she's playing it out. I'm debating whether or not to go home.
11:45 p.m.: I fall asleep while she's in the shower. She comes in, lies on top of me and I take off my shorts.
11:55 p.m.: Ugh. That was quick. I lasted hardly a few minutes. What the hell is going on? I don't think she noticed and I try to recover by pleasuring her. She's not having it and tells me to go to sleep. Maybe she did notice. Ego takes a hit. We both set cell phone alarms for 5 a.m.
12:40 a.m.: We talk for a long time. She tells me about some guy she's seeing that may or may not have a girlfriend — she's not sure. She asked for a secret, so I told her some story about how I was arrested in Seattle for vagrancy. It's a story that I cobbled together from other people's experiences — nothing that ever happened to me in real life. She told me how she was raped by her boyfriend after they broke up when she was 17. The act resulted in a terminated pregnancy. Yikes! That beats my "secret."

DAY SIX
6:11 a.m.: Holy fuck! What happened to the alarms?
7:20 a.m.: Home. Showered, shaved, and coffee. Plenty of time to spare. My friend and I exchange a few e-mails. I need to have a conversation with someone I don't work with or sleep with or am not trying to sleep with.
9:30 a.m.: E sends a text asking how I'm doing. "Oh, okay, I guess" is my response.
9:50 a.m.: Try to make plans to meet A later in the evening via IM. Says yes, but she can't stay out too late because she has an early flight. Just as well, I think. I suggest dinner and drinks. She goes offline without answering.
11:10 a.m.: Y IMs me, telling me that I snored and almost pushed her off the bed. I apologize. She said it was okay. She says she would like to see me again soon. I'm surprised after last night's ultra-quick performance.
8 p.m.: Dinner with A is ordered, conversation is light. She is wearing a very low-cut and revealing top. Occasionally, she runs her hand between her breasts, smiling. A few drinks later we're all over each other.

DAY SEVEN
Midnight: The cab ride home was spent making out. Clothes are left by the front door.
1:30 a.m.: Again, I'm finished off with an enthusiastic blow job. She spends way too much time sucking on my balls, which turns out to be somewhat painful and tickles like I wouldn't have imagined. All is made up when she says her favorite part is tasting herself all over me.
4 a.m.: She showered and gathered herself. Cab is at the door and we kiss good-bye. We both promise to keep in contact as she leaves the apartment.
4:10 a.m.–6 p.m.: Coma sleep, food, sleep. Too early to tell how I'll feel about this.

Totals: Five sessions of intercourse with three women, two of them non-U.S. citizens; six meals with three women; two nights alone; two acts of masturbation.

Source: Daily Intel | 22 Sep 2008 | 8:15 pm

Ari’s Rampage Best Thing on ‘Entourage’ in Ages

Photo: Courtesy HBO

Vince's star power continues to dim, but Eric starts to shine; Ari enjoys a glorious meltdown, and Drama goes out in flames. Just as we drift away, Entourage — the show we can't stop watching–slash–can't stop hating ourselves for watching! — pulls. us. back. in.

Guilt:
From the gross opening salvo (Turtle: "Since when don't we share the details of our love lives?" Eric: "Since you shared the details of a girl with anal warts"), through the obligatory strip-club scene, to Ari's persistent fascination with all things gay ("Unlike your world, where the bigger man pounds the smaller man from behind, the bigger man in my world is the last man standing, and that will be me"), this episode offers plenty to vex one's soul.

And inspire a sense of déjà vu: Vincent Chase is broke again. This time, though, he has to admit it. To avoid bankruptcy, he negotiates a $200,000 appearance at a sweet-sixteen party. After stomping off in a huff when the girl's mother (Fran Drescher) suggests that the Aquaman star could play the party's centerpiece by spending the evening on an iceberg in the middle of the pool, he agrees to serenade the birthday girl with some Frankie Valli. Drama, heartbroken and wasted (still), turns "I Love You Baby" into an impromptu duet — and barfs on the cake for the finale. Which, while predictable, was actually kind of great.

Pleasure:
Car chases and fight scenes! As always, mighty agent Ari Gold delivers. When his wife gives him a Ferrari for their anniversary, he runs into his archenemy, upstart agent Adam Davies, in his Porsche Carrera. Naturally, they drag-race through the streets of L.A. Gold crashes his beautiful toy and owes Davies a $100 bet — which he delivers in a sack of shit. Human shit. We're left to imagine exactly how Lloyd the wonder assistant procured that.

It gets better: Davies sends some hot male strippers posing as cops to "arrest" Ari in the middle of a meeting with TI. Ari retaliates with photo evidence that Davies's girlfriend once made a move on him, so Davies digs up a porn video from Ari's wife's past. You do not mess with the mother of Ari Gold's children. The family man storms into his old agency and threatens Davies — and then, just when we think the show won't deliver — Ari actually bitch-slaps Davies and gets an apology. We have never been so proud of him.

Even Eric is living up to his potential — and creating genuine conflict in a series that could always use it! Vince's ex-agent Amanda interests Edward Norton in Eric's clients' script, Nine Brave Souls. But Norton's thinking it should be called The Smoke Jumper and include some action scenes, and Ridley Scott just might come onboard. In other words, it's no longer an indie flick, but the sort of studio blockbuster that Vince and his bank account could use about now…

Source: Vulture | 22 Sep 2008 | 8:13 pm

Milan Fashion Week goes relaxed in stressed times (AP)

AP - There are few better weather vanes for changing times than the fashion industry, whose sensitive antennas quickly pick up on a mood and design accordingly.

Source: Yahoo! News: Fashion News | 22 Sep 2008 | 8:05 pm

Judging the Frocks at the Emmy Awards

Photo: Getty Images

If the Emmys are any indication, actresses (and reality stars) are so over clean lines. The red carpet was awash in ruffles and ruching and poufing and big fat sashes last night. Some adornments begged to be ripped from their wearer more than Howie Mandel's soul patch — or earrings, for that matter. So it wasn't our favorite batch of gowns from an award show, but there were some stunners (Julia Louis-Dreyfus!), bummers (Eva Longoria's bow!), and a token crazy (Phoebe Price, God bless her!). And when the gowns bored, Ryan Seacrest's constant messing up/making people feel awkward on the E! pre-show always entertained. For more of our thoughts on last night's gowns, watch the slideshow.

Related: Fug Girls on the Emmys: If We Were Handing Out Awards

Source: The Cut | 22 Sep 2008 | 7:52 pm

Metallica, Run-D.M.C. nominees for Rock Hall

Read full story for latest details.

Source: CNN.com - Entertainment | 22 Sep 2008 | 7:42 pm

Cheers! Sallie Krawcheck Out at Citigroup

"Man, I can already smell the Cointreau."
Photo: Newscom

Sallie Krawcheck, the head of Citigroup Inc.'s wealth-management unit and one of the most powerful women on Wall Street, is leaving the bank, The Wall Street Journal reports. The reason for her departure is "unclear," the Journal says, but they seem to imply that it may have had something to do with the Curse of Vikram Pandit ("a string of top executives have left since he assumed the top position in December"), or that maybe the gyration of the markets have been too much to bear and she's all, "Fuck this." But we suspect the explanation may be simpler: "I work all the time," she told Penelope Trunk last year. "I sent 220 emails last weekend. The last time I went out for drinks on a weekday like Sex in the City was when I was twenty-two." She's 44. Girlfriend needs a drink.

Krawcheck to Leave Citigroup [WSJ]

Source: Daily Intel | 22 Sep 2008 | 7:20 pm

Bravo Casting for ‘Fashion House’ Reality Show

Bravo's Project Runway replacement, Fashion House, is casting. The show is looking for people who have what it takes to succeed in one of the world's elite fashion houses, like Calvin Klein. Bravo has said contestants will work in teams to create an entire line, rather than individual pieces, so things ought to get dramatic. If you think you have the stamina, make a ten-minute video of yourself and fill out a really long questionnaire for Bravo to be considered. Godspeed. [Bravo via Sassybella]

Source: The Cut | 22 Sep 2008 | 7:15 pm

Bikini-clad champ puts on gown for 'Dancing'

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Source: CNN.com - Entertainment | 22 Sep 2008 | 7:05 pm

Emmy ratings may be worst ever

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Source: CNN.com - Entertainment | 22 Sep 2008 | 6:39 pm

David Blaine

Illusionist and stuntman David Blaine, seen here in May 2008, began a nearly three-day stint Monday hanging upside down over New York's Central Park, in what may be his toughest dare yet.
Source: Infocious RSS raw feed - channel BNImagesEnter | 22 Sep 2008 | 6:32 pm

'Rashomon' remake finds a Harbor

Front Page: New version will take place in modern day USA -- Los Angeles-based Harbor Light Entertainment and Tokyo-based Lotus have assembled an international consortium to remake helmer Akira Kurosawa’s 1950 classic "Rashomon."

Source: Variety.com - Front Page | 22 Sep 2008 | 6:12 pm

Run-D.M.C., Metallica ominated for Rock & Roll Hall of Fame

Run-D.M.C. could "Walk This Way" into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
Source: FOXNews.com | 22 Sep 2008 | 5:48 pm

Michel Houellebecq

Two of France's most vilified authors, literary bad boy Michel Houellebecq, seen here in 20065, and flamboyant philosopher Bernard-Henri Levy, have come together to pen a joint riposte to their critics,...
Source: Infocious RSS raw feed - channel BNImagesEnter | 22 Sep 2008 | 5:01 pm

Bernard-Henri Levy

Two of France's most vilified authors flamboyant philosopher Bernard-Henri Levy, seen here in February 2008,and literary bad boy Michel Houellebecqhave come together to pen a joint riposte to their critics,...
Source: Infocious RSS raw feed - channel BNImagesEnter | 22 Sep 2008 | 5:01 pm

Emmy Awards: Red-Hot Fashion on the Red Carpet

Even with many looks ripped from the high-fashion runways, the risks were few on the red carpet at Sunday night's 60th annual Emmy Awards.
Source: FOXNews.com | 22 Sep 2008 | 4:50 pm

Nicolas Cage to bewitch in supernatural thriller

US actor Nicolas Cage, seen here in 2007, is to reunite with director Dominic Sena in a supernatural thriller set in the Middle Ages, entertainment industry press reports said Monday.
Source: Infocious RSS raw feed - channel BNImagesEnter | 22 Sep 2008 | 4:39 pm

Dark changes in store for the 'Heroes'

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Source: CNN.com - Entertainment | 22 Sep 2008 | 4:33 pm

A person walking across a poster promoting a Harry Potter movie in Mumbai

A person walking across a poster promoting a Harry Potter movie in Mumbai, India. A New Delhi court on Monday dismissed a lawsuit by Hollywood studio Warner Bros against the makers of Bollywood film "Hari...
Source: Infocious RSS raw feed - channel BNImagesEnter | 22 Sep 2008 | 4:14 pm

'Mad Men' and '30 Rock' Win Top Emmys

The sleek '60s drama "Mad Men" made Emmy history Sunday as the first cable-only show to win a top TV series award, while the sitcom "30 Rock" and its stars Tina Fey and Alec Baldwin also emerged as winners.
Source: FOXNews.com | 22 Sep 2008 | 4:13 pm

Bollywood actor-filmmaker Aamir Khan

Bollywood actor-filmmaker Aamir Khan, seen here addressing a press conference in Mumbai, after his debut directorial venture 'Taare Zameen Par' - Stars on Earth -, was selected as India's entry to the...
Source: Infocious RSS raw feed - channel BNImagesEnter | 22 Sep 2008 | 4:12 pm

'Mad Men,' '30 Rock' are top shows

"Mad Men" was named best drama and "30 Rock" best comedy at the 60th annual Primetime Emmy Awards Sunday night. "John Adams," the HBO miniseries about the founding father and second president, won 13 Emmys Sunday, setting a new Emmy record.

Source: CNN.com - Entertainment | 22 Sep 2008 | 3:46 pm

FOX411: Steven Tyler Gets in Cher's Pants

Boston’s historic Symphony Hall was filled with rock stars and assorted dignitaries on Friday night, including homeboy Sting, Chris Botti, Katharine McPhee, Yo-Yo Ma, John Mayer and homeboy Steven Tyler of Aerosmith.
Source: FOXNews.com | 22 Sep 2008 | 3:00 pm

Football towers over Emmys

Front Page: ABC telecast hits all-time ratings low -- The Primetime Emmy Awards telecast on ABC was tackled for a loss on Sunday, thumped by one of the top-rated primetime NFL games of recent years.

Source: Variety.com - Front Page | 22 Sep 2008 | 3:00 pm

Pop Tarts: Tina Fey Wants Palin Out of Her Life

There were plenty of digs at John McCain's running mate Sarah Palin at Sunday's 60th Annual Primetime Emmy Awards.
Source: FOXNews.com | 22 Sep 2008 | 2:56 pm

Rock Hall of Fame unveils noms

Front Page: Metallica, Stooges, War up for consideration -- Groundbreaking artists who made their marks in hard rock, disco, R&B and guitar solos are among the nine nominees for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.

Source: Variety.com - Front Page | 22 Sep 2008 | 1:24 pm

In Politicized Emmys, Reality & Cable Rule

Political punches, cable series and reality TV dominated the night.
Source: ABC News: Entertainment | 22 Sep 2008 | 1:00 pm

Ferre: Sculpted Samurai Geometry (Fashion Wire Daily)

Fashion Wire Daily - Gianfranco Ferre, oft described as the architect of fashion, saw his label and ideas rebuilt lovingly Sunday in Milan at the debut show by the house's new design duo Tommaso Aquilano and Roberto Rimondi.

Source: Yahoo! News: Fashion News | 22 Sep 2008 | 12:39 pm

Emporio Armani: Metropolitan Raja (Fashion Wire Daily)

Fashion Wire Daily - Giorgio Armani's recent obsession with all things Oriental continued in Milan with the presentation of his Emporio Armani collection on Sunday in the Italian fashion capital.

Source: Yahoo! News: Fashion News | 22 Sep 2008 | 12:35 pm