Ex-husband Ryan Phillippe confesses that he finds it "bizarre" seeing photos of Reese and Jake together and I must concur. I still have a hard time believing that they are an actual couple ... despite the fact that they do spend a lot of time together. They really look more like friends to me. But whatever they "are" to one another the fact remains that they are pretty much joined at the hip these days ... a fact that we all must deal with as best we can. I choose to live in my happy delusion that Reese and Jake are nothing more than besties who are spending way too much time together because they are both jaded by love. Reese prolly misses the happy days with Ryan and I know that Jake misses the days with Matthew McConaughey and Lance Armstrong ;)
Source: Pink Is The New Blog
Sunday, 30 March 2008
Wednesday, 26 March 2008
Honesty vs. Career
Q: What do you think would happen if a major male movie star like Jake Gyllenhaal or Ben Stiller came out? -- Anson, Billings, MT
A: Assuming it’s someone at the peak of his career like Gyllenhaal or Stiller, and not a character actor like Ian McKellen or a “respected elder” like Jack Nicholson, I think it would all depend on how much money his next movie made. If the movie was a hit, he’d be lionized and hailed as a trailblazer in the media, and the offers would pour in (even as he’d be ridiculed and attacked on right-wing talk radio and on the “comedy” circuit; the paparazzi and online gossipmongers would be especially vicious).
But if that actor’s next movie tanked—and this is more likely, since most movies disappoint—well, that failure would be seen as instant confirmation of the “fact” that audiences won’t accept a gay male leading man…and that actor’s career would take a serious, perhaps non-recoverable hit. He’d still have to deal with all the nasty ridicule from right-wing talk radio and the online gossipmongers, but he probably wouldn’t get much more leading man studio work. He’d probably have no choice but to gravitate to character work or television, where he’d have another shot at stardom…but a television career would, again, depend on the success of his initial offering. If that first show failed, he’d probably have to take a few years off and hope for a comeback once things calmed down a bit.
How do I know this would happen? Well, I don’t, of course; it’s all speculation. But it’s pretty close to what happened to Ellen DeGeneres (and Anne Heche, for that matter).
Source: Ask the Flying Monkey (March 25, 2008) by Brent Hartinger
A: Assuming it’s someone at the peak of his career like Gyllenhaal or Stiller, and not a character actor like Ian McKellen or a “respected elder” like Jack Nicholson, I think it would all depend on how much money his next movie made. If the movie was a hit, he’d be lionized and hailed as a trailblazer in the media, and the offers would pour in (even as he’d be ridiculed and attacked on right-wing talk radio and on the “comedy” circuit; the paparazzi and online gossipmongers would be especially vicious).
But if that actor’s next movie tanked—and this is more likely, since most movies disappoint—well, that failure would be seen as instant confirmation of the “fact” that audiences won’t accept a gay male leading man…and that actor’s career would take a serious, perhaps non-recoverable hit. He’d still have to deal with all the nasty ridicule from right-wing talk radio and the online gossipmongers, but he probably wouldn’t get much more leading man studio work. He’d probably have no choice but to gravitate to character work or television, where he’d have another shot at stardom…but a television career would, again, depend on the success of his initial offering. If that first show failed, he’d probably have to take a few years off and hope for a comeback once things calmed down a bit.
How do I know this would happen? Well, I don’t, of course; it’s all speculation. But it’s pretty close to what happened to Ellen DeGeneres (and Anne Heche, for that matter).
Source: Ask the Flying Monkey (March 25, 2008) by Brent Hartinger
Tuesday, 25 March 2008
The Pained Replies Have It
Dear Ted:
Whatever happened to Toothy Tile? It's been ages since you've had a Blind Vice about him! Has he settled into a well-concealed domestic life, or did he just receive some discretion for Christmas?
Adam
Calgary, Alberta, Canada
Dear That's It:
Gifted to him by his agent, manager, publicist, gardener and current hetero squeeze.
Dear Ted:
Wondering what Toothy Tile has been up to lately. You haven't mentioned him since Heath Ledger died. I find that interesting. Could it be...
A.J.
Edison, N.J.
Dear Good Question:
No, but not too far off.
Source: Ted Casablanca's The Awful Truth
Whatever happened to Toothy Tile? It's been ages since you've had a Blind Vice about him! Has he settled into a well-concealed domestic life, or did he just receive some discretion for Christmas?
Adam
Calgary, Alberta, Canada
Dear That's It:
Gifted to him by his agent, manager, publicist, gardener and current hetero squeeze.
Dear Ted:
Wondering what Toothy Tile has been up to lately. You haven't mentioned him since Heath Ledger died. I find that interesting. Could it be...
A.J.
Edison, N.J.
Dear Good Question:
No, but not too far off.
Source: Ted Casablanca's The Awful Truth
Tuesday, 18 March 2008
Much Askew About Nothing
Jake Gyllenhaal, lapping up some lunch with a studio head on the Fox lot. J.G. spent the sunny day in a long-sleeve white thermal and black pants - can't report he was strutting around butt-nekkid in the sunshine, sorry. Jakey Blue Eyes finally shaved his babyface of that in-mourning scruff - hope the babe's feelin' better, we don't want those pearly whites to be hidden forever.
J.G. also was slightly limping. I suspect it's all that cavorting around cafés with Reese that's taking a toll on this typically tight-lipped, low-key lad. He trotted off in a Toyota Camry, proof that this unobnoxious stud likes to keep his presence truly private and out of People spreads. Wonder what changed his clandestine ways...maybe love? Hardly.
Source: Ted Casablanca's The Awful Truth
J.G. also was slightly limping. I suspect it's all that cavorting around cafés with Reese that's taking a toll on this typically tight-lipped, low-key lad. He trotted off in a Toyota Camry, proof that this unobnoxious stud likes to keep his presence truly private and out of People spreads. Wonder what changed his clandestine ways...maybe love? Hardly.
Source: Ted Casablanca's The Awful Truth
Monday, 10 March 2008
Toothy Tile: Three years ago
First Toothy Tile blind items:
March 5, 2005
Jake Gyllenhaal, grabbin' some Cali-esque grub at Basix Café. Boys Town. Gabbing fer days with a guy-pal, Jake-poo, decked out in a white sweatshirt hoodie and jeans, covered up his buzzed noggin with a red baseball cap. The sensitive hunks lingered on fer over an hour, smiling, exchanging childhood stories--with a bit of misty-eyed emotion even? Hey, take it up with my WeHo Desk, 'kay?
March 10, 2005
Okay, sugar-muffins, the only reason this one's in the Vice section is because until quite recently, Toothy Tile was dating his superpopular, superannoyingly perfect girlfriend. Not boyfriend. Which, if you ask this old gossip whore, is the classification Tile would prefer his significant others be filed under in the very near future.
Mere days ago, while everyone was hooting and complaining about this gown and that host from the Oscars, Tile was right out in the open holding hands with his man in a West Hollywood restaurant--which shall remain nameless...because I love going there and they probably won't serve me anymore if I start outing their customers, ca-friggin'-peesh?
Not that I'd be outting anybody, anyway. Mr. Tile took care of that himself. Covertly, but he did it.
It was late in the afternoon; everybody had cleared out. Save Tile and his man-amigo, who extended his hands flat on the marble table (yes, that's a hint) until they were intertwined with Tile's. Massive smiles then appeared on both daring dudes.
Too sweet! And such a departure for this debauched department, doncha think? Don't worry, as sure as Tile's famous ex knew, deep down, way below her doable dimples, what Tile really wanted (hence, the breakup), next week, we'll be right back on salacious patrol, damn sure.
And it ain't: Tobey M, Keanu Reeves, Jamie Foxx
March 24, 2005
This one's getting interesting.
Remember Toothy Tile from One Adorable Blind Vice? The sweet movie-star guy who was surreptitiously holding digits with his boyfriend at a West Hollywood restaurant? Well, he's at it again. Only, this time, more than digits are being utilized. At least the ones...never mind.
So, there T2 is with the stud-unit again. In the concrete parking structure of a very popular Hell-Ay shopping enclave. It was dark. Not too many shoppers were around.
Could this be why handsome Tooth (whose legs, I feel, have been vastly undersold, thanks to his mega-charming smile) saw fit to smooch his companion in their car, reclining their seats as far back as Faye Dunaway's forehead. And this kissing scene didn't simply occur in first, my dears. No, Tile brought the all-man, all-body Frenching session right on home, full throttle, all the way to fifth, I'd say.
Damn, that boy's a gusty speed racer.
And it ain't: Mark Wahlberg, Leonardo DiCaprio, Ben Affleck
Source: OH NO THEY DIDN'T! / Ted Casablanca's The Awful Truth
March 5, 2005
Jake Gyllenhaal, grabbin' some Cali-esque grub at Basix Café. Boys Town. Gabbing fer days with a guy-pal, Jake-poo, decked out in a white sweatshirt hoodie and jeans, covered up his buzzed noggin with a red baseball cap. The sensitive hunks lingered on fer over an hour, smiling, exchanging childhood stories--with a bit of misty-eyed emotion even? Hey, take it up with my WeHo Desk, 'kay?
March 10, 2005
Okay, sugar-muffins, the only reason this one's in the Vice section is because until quite recently, Toothy Tile was dating his superpopular, superannoyingly perfect girlfriend. Not boyfriend. Which, if you ask this old gossip whore, is the classification Tile would prefer his significant others be filed under in the very near future.
Mere days ago, while everyone was hooting and complaining about this gown and that host from the Oscars, Tile was right out in the open holding hands with his man in a West Hollywood restaurant--which shall remain nameless...because I love going there and they probably won't serve me anymore if I start outing their customers, ca-friggin'-peesh?
Not that I'd be outting anybody, anyway. Mr. Tile took care of that himself. Covertly, but he did it.
It was late in the afternoon; everybody had cleared out. Save Tile and his man-amigo, who extended his hands flat on the marble table (yes, that's a hint) until they were intertwined with Tile's. Massive smiles then appeared on both daring dudes.
Too sweet! And such a departure for this debauched department, doncha think? Don't worry, as sure as Tile's famous ex knew, deep down, way below her doable dimples, what Tile really wanted (hence, the breakup), next week, we'll be right back on salacious patrol, damn sure.
And it ain't: Tobey M, Keanu Reeves, Jamie Foxx
March 24, 2005
This one's getting interesting.
Remember Toothy Tile from One Adorable Blind Vice? The sweet movie-star guy who was surreptitiously holding digits with his boyfriend at a West Hollywood restaurant? Well, he's at it again. Only, this time, more than digits are being utilized. At least the ones...never mind.
So, there T2 is with the stud-unit again. In the concrete parking structure of a very popular Hell-Ay shopping enclave. It was dark. Not too many shoppers were around.
Could this be why handsome Tooth (whose legs, I feel, have been vastly undersold, thanks to his mega-charming smile) saw fit to smooch his companion in their car, reclining their seats as far back as Faye Dunaway's forehead. And this kissing scene didn't simply occur in first, my dears. No, Tile brought the all-man, all-body Frenching session right on home, full throttle, all the way to fifth, I'd say.
Damn, that boy's a gusty speed racer.
And it ain't: Mark Wahlberg, Leonardo DiCaprio, Ben Affleck
Source: OH NO THEY DIDN'T! / Ted Casablanca's The Awful Truth
Thursday, 6 March 2008
I certainly wouldn't lie to Congress ...
"Sometimes, when I'm watching the TV with my wife and "Access Hollywood" comes on, my wife will ask me, "Who are those two people?" and I'll pretend I don't know. Oh, I know that's Jake Gyllenhaal and Reese Witherspoon, and that my girl Spoon only got with Jake after being on the rebound from Ryan, and that Jake may be gay after being caught with Austin Nichols at a Lakers game the other week. I know this stuff. I read People when I go to the dermatologist's office. I just don't tell my wife I know because, well, it just seems a bit girly. If that makes me insecure, so be it.
But I certainly wouldn't lie to Congress about Reese and Jake."
Source: I Know That A--hole Knows What A Vegan Is by U.S. Congressman Henry Waxman & Big Daddy Drew
But I certainly wouldn't lie to Congress about Reese and Jake."
Source: I Know That A--hole Knows What A Vegan Is by U.S. Congressman Henry Waxman & Big Daddy Drew
Sunday, 2 March 2008
The non-coming out come-out
It's a relatively new phenomenon, the non-coming out come-out. Gay public figures attend events with same-sex partners, or get spotted shopping with them at Ikea. They never claim to be straight or go on arranged photo-op dates with opposite-sex celebrities, and the stars as well as their fans may even sincerely consider them to be out, or at least…not in.
Inching out of the closet:
* Neil Patrick Harris
* Anderson Cooper
* Jodie Foster
* Adamo Ruggiero
* Sir Ian McKellen
* Chad Allen
* David Hyde Pierce
In short, coming out beats the hell out of inching out. Like most valuable and important things, that contribution isn't always an easy one.
Mentioning the difficulties of navigating the public coming out process, Sir Ian said, "It's very hard and I don't think we should expect people to do anything other than what they can do." Still, he concluded, "We've all got a part to play and it would be quite enough, as far as I'm concerned … to say 'Yes, I'm gay,' and leave it at that."
Far from demanding gay celebrities do more for our community, how about expecting them to do only one thing: Don't inch out; come out. Because that is, in the end, the single most powerful thing anyone can do to support equality.
Source: Inching out of the closet by Christie Keith
Inching out of the closet:
* Neil Patrick Harris
* Anderson Cooper
* Jodie Foster
* Adamo Ruggiero
* Sir Ian McKellen
* Chad Allen
* David Hyde Pierce
In short, coming out beats the hell out of inching out. Like most valuable and important things, that contribution isn't always an easy one.
Mentioning the difficulties of navigating the public coming out process, Sir Ian said, "It's very hard and I don't think we should expect people to do anything other than what they can do." Still, he concluded, "We've all got a part to play and it would be quite enough, as far as I'm concerned … to say 'Yes, I'm gay,' and leave it at that."
Far from demanding gay celebrities do more for our community, how about expecting them to do only one thing: Don't inch out; come out. Because that is, in the end, the single most powerful thing anyone can do to support equality.
Source: Inching out of the closet by Christie Keith
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