Scottish actor Gerard Butler, who starred in 300 and now Nim’s Island, is all peeved that people think he’s dating Cameron Diaz after getting cozy with her in Santa Monica and Hollywood this week.
“If I take a dog for a walk, apparently I’m f-cking my dog!” Butler told photographers Thursday in L.A. after a morning run.
Wow, Gerard, I don’t know how they do it in Scotland but around here that’s class. Yet not that surprising coming from a guy who thinks he’s the hottest shiz in the pond (mixed metaphor intentional):
The Phantom of the Opera heart-throb is turned off by the superficiality which he believes is rife amongst Californian women, and their obsession for the perfect appearance without any thought for depth of character.
He says, “I don’t get around much because I don’t like this attitude that many women put on here in LA.
“I like natural, nice girls with personality. I’d say I’m single at the moment.”
He’s not superficial, he just wants women to be naturally beautiful and nicer to him than he deserves. I hope he doesn’t get too near Lindsay Lohan, he sounds like just the kind of ass she’d go for.
George Clooney gets all huffy when you mention that he makes extra bank shilling for companies in foreign countries. Stars do it all the time (remember Lost in Translation?) because the Japanese and Europeans will pay them tons to sell out and it doesn’t damage their credibility with their American fanbase.
So lately he’s been complaining about a pair of Italian designers who fraudulently used his name and likeness to promote their fashion line:
“If someone tries to sell you clothes or watches that are based on me, don’t buy them,” Clooney, 46, told reporters Wednesday in Rome, where he was promoting his new film, “Leatherheads.”
I’ll bet that Omega, the Swiss watch company, is thrilled about his statement. He’s been shilling for them for the past year, even being named Omega Ambassador and getting richly compensated in return. I mean, he’ll sell clothes and watches, just be prepared to pay him for the honor. But shhh, don’t remind him about that, he doesn’t like it when you expose that kind of stuff.
She was on one of those British “breakfast telly” shows this morning, babbling about what a victim she is, causing millions of kippers and kidneys and whatever else those people eat to be hurled at TV screens across that fine nation. “Paul’s got three girlfriends with six legs among them, poor me.” Just more of the same from this five-toed sloth.
As I was reading the transcript of the interview, conducted by somebody named Andrew Castle, this little quote stood out:
AC: What’s it like to be back in the United States? In the past you’ve said perhaps you’d like to live there, would you consider that?
HM: You know, I’ve always wanted to live here, but I’ve always said that I can’t live here because I want to keep my daughter near her father, but you know there’s plenty [of] holidays.
She can’t live here because she doesn’t want to separate Beatrice and Paul. What a big-hearted woman! What a great mom. That must be why she was apartment-hunting in Greenwich Village last week. (Somebody spotted her despite her brilliant disguise.) Is this woman even capable of telling the truth?
She’s also got a lot of nerve complaining about Paul’s love life, considering what she used to do for a living. Allegedly. Don’t you love that word?
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