Yep, it turns out that maybe all it takes to say you love is to beat her senseless and she’ll come running back. Guess Ike was right after all.
That said, it appears the R&B starlet has “reunited” with Chris Brown according to this report from Reuters sourcing a People Magazine quote:
They’re together again. They care for each other,” People quoted an unidentified source as saying.
“While Chris is reflective and saddened about what happened, he is really happy to be with the woman he loves,” the source said in a report on People’s website.
Neither of their publicists confirm anything officially, but if this is true, it likely means Brown won’t get more than a slap on the wrist at his court date next week. Which, for being an unabashed domestic abuser, is kind of ironic. Whether it was Kayne asking for us to give Brown “a break” or Ne-Yo saying everything was fine, this entire event reeked of a community trying to cover up the next big public break-down for “clean” stars.
It’s never pretty to have the inner workings of entertainment be displayed for the world to bear witness. Remember Britney? The other Disney tween stars that inevitably go from pure to finger-in-the-mouth naughty, all cause some jag-off decides to be cute and post photos? (We’re looking at you Mr. “Twinky” Efron. And all because Vanessa Hudgens wouldn’t let share her lip gloss, we bet.)
Regardless of what did happen that night, we sort of hope Brown doesn’t get completely off the hook with an excuse like “Aw, shucks. We’re in love and I just happened to punch her a few dozen times. That’s all! I’m sowwy.”
Writing by John Lichman on Saturday, 28 February, 2009 at 10:15 am
In a bit of somber and depressing news, late night co-host and pop-cultural check clearing icon Ed McMahon has been fighting pneumonia for nearly three weeks in a hospital–but was only disclosed on Friday. His spokesman relates that Ed is in serious condition, according to the AP, and the usual well wishing.
This is only the latest in a series of mis-haps for the man who used to star opposite Johnny Carson, whether he was fighting foreclosure this past June or being sued for being unable to pay his attorney.
And worst of all must be this ad from the Super Bowl:
Writing by John Lichman on Saturday, 28 February, 2009 at 10:04 am
Oh, I know, you crazy kids are all “Herp Derp, don’ talk no politicks cuz dems is de devil! Show us titties and gore!”
But were you aware of how Barack Obama really won the 2008 election? I mean really won it? I’ll let you in on the secret. It was November 4th and…well…here:
Gizmodo then discovered the actual photoset here in all of its’ high-rez glory.
Writing by John Lichman on Friday, 27 February, 2009 at 4:17 pm
Sorry for the delay all day, folks. We’ll be back to regular posting sked tomorrow and next Monday. Minor computing problems crippled me at my B&U outpost while Dave is gone.
Actually, I just broke the lock on his liquor cabinet. And man, has this been a party.
In return, here’s Script Girl giving you a weekly dose of what’s selling in Hollywood. If you’re not watching her weekly already, do! It can be a little tedious when she gets full of herself, but normally she’s damn worth hearing about what’s in pre-production and what scripts are hot!
Writing by John Lichman on Friday, 27 February, 2009 at 11:42 am
Hollywood learned it’s initial lesson with crappy Alien rip-offs when Species was thrust at us sometime in Summer of 1994. Sure, Natasha Henstridge was a sex kitten–still is, to us–and the infamous tongue-kiss scene would live on in horror infamy. Besides, who would’ve wanted to french the actual Alien? No one.
So instead of having a supermodel turn into a rubber-suit monster, why not just have a frightening mix of puppetry and CGI into something that may or may not be attractive. At the very least, Splice will inspire countless drinking dares in the future of “would you hit that thing? Yes or no?”
Director Vincenzo Natali (Cube and more than a few episodes of Earth:Final Conflict) brings us the tale of two renegade scientists (Adrien Brody and Sarah Polley) who decide that the age-old concept of “fucking with stuff God made” is a good idea, so they merge human and animal DNA together to create Dren. Bloody Disguisting has six high-rez stills from the flick–the one below the jump being the gory one.
Writing by John Lichman on Friday, 27 February, 2009 at 11:19 am
Oh, Keith Richards! Will you ever cease your wonders, whether it is telling another bandmate to sober up or letting your child eat ants!
Because after this brief plug from the New York Post, we assume anything can happen. Especially if you’re our father:
[I]n the upcoming pop-culture bio “A Day in the Life,” Robert Greenfield reveals that Marlon Richards, Keith’s son with Anita Pallenberg, had strange habits as a youth. Keith’s pal, Charley Weber, tells the author that, as a kid, Marlon was “a bit wild. He would eat ants, and Keith would say, ‘He wants to eat [bleep]ing ants? No problem, man. Let him eat what he wants.’ ” Not only that, but “Marlon would put his hand into the butter in the middle of the big dinner table and eat it, and Keith loved it.”
Writing by John Lichman on Friday, 27 February, 2009 at 11:03 am
Yeesh, ok, ok. I get it.
But then a loyal tipster sent this into Dave:
I know you’re not a politics site, but even so, this is pretty entertaining if only for the embarrassment of it. Infamous republican handjob “Joe the Plumber” who’s not even really named Joe, or even a plumber for that matter, had a book signing this past Thursday I think. 11 people showed up, and only 5 actually bought the book. Compare that to the stampede when twilight came out, or even how many people would casually buy a “choose your own adventure” book. It’s embarrassing.
-TITK [name shorted to protect our source. but really.]
