This week, Time reveals shocking, shocking news: that reality shows are kind of fake. Not as fake as a three-dollar bill or a James Frey memoir, mind you, just a little bit massaged. Gee, who knew? Besides, I mean, everyone in Los Angeles.
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So, our fair city of Los Angeles has sued Take-Two Interactive Software Inc. for selling pornographic video games to children with its best-selling game “Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas,” which was found to have hidden sex scenes last year.
The scenes are only available via “hot coffee” – hidden codes that when downloaded unlock the blue material on the game.
My thinking is this: If kids are willing to hack through security greater than that which we apply to nuclear launch code hard drives, maybe we ought to let them watch cartoon gangsters get lucky, and focus on actually securing the nuclear secrets.
It has come to my attention that Arianna Huffington, our city’s own curious hybrid of Socrates and Zsa Zsa Gabor, is locked into an ideological tussle with a guy named Tim Russert, who hosts a TV show out of Washington, DC (I know, kind of an oxymoron) called ‘Meet The Press.’ ‘Meet The Press,’ for those who haven’t seen it, is kind of like ‘The West Wing’ with the non-boring parts taken out, as performed by a third-string community theater group in Teaneck. Seriously, the actors are practically amateurs. Or maybe it’s some weird attempt at a reality show.
Our cousin site FishbowlDC has the details:
According to Lloyd Grove today, Arianna Huffington is drawing blood from Tim Russert with her charges of conflict of interest.
In her latest attack, Arianna is mocking how Russert will headline a journalism ethics conference in Wisconsin next week: “Inviting Tim Russert to keynote a conference on journalistic ethics is like having Jack Abramoff keynote a conference on lobbying reform, Jim Frey lecture on truth in advertising, or Mahmoud Ahmadinejad lead High Holy Days services at Temple Beth Israel.”
Arianna also wonders what his paycheck will be: “According to the Washington Speakers Bureau, which exclusively handles Russert’s speaking engagements, his standard speaking fee is $60,000 plus first class travel for two for west coast appearances, and $50,000 and first class travel for two for east coast locales — although, they say, private planes are strongly preferred.”
Now all of these attacks appear to getting under NBC’s skin: Yesterday NBC attacked her saying, “The last time we heard from Ms. Huffington, she was hiring private eyes to investigate reporters”–a charge from her husband’s 1994 Senate campaign, which she has repeatedly denied.
More still from our sister at FishbowlNY.
MB instructor and photographer Caren Alpert took a trip to the Sundance Film Festival. We asked her to pick us up some swag from the Ugg store, but apparently they don’t make the fur-coated heels we wanted in size 14. But she did take some lovely photos!
- Housing starts drop in California for the first time in a decade. Panic in the streets of subdivisions everywhere.
- Sundance Swag Report: it’s like a Bar Mitzvah for everyone!
- This ‘story‘ is, for the second day in a row, at the top of the Most E-mailed Stories list. I can only conclude at this point that the store it mentions is e-mailing it out as a promo. Or, the interests of LAT readers are unimaginably trivial.
E&P reports that this weekend’s issue of Life (which is now a Sunday newspaper insert- look for in in between the Tide and Quizmo’s coupons– will feature a cover pegged to the now-canceled sitcom ‘Emily’s Reasons Why Not’, proclaiming star Heather Graham as ‘TV’s Sexiest Star.’ Ah, lead time.
We assume the AP had it’s tongue firmly in cheek when it wrote this sentence:
“Hundreds of people were turned away today from an open casting call for NBC’s hit weight-loss show, “The Biggest Loser,” because the venue – a San Diego restaurant – couldn’t accommodate the immense crowd.”
We’re not sure what’s more troubling: The fact that NBC held a cattle call for the corpulent at a Dave & Buster’s; the visual image of a horde of angry, fat people actually trying to look fat at a Dave & Buster’s, or the “simulated couple” enjoying drinks at the official D&B website.
“Can I offer you a another Botox Apple Martini, my dear? It looks like your last one is wearing off!”
Jeff Garlin, regularly seen on Larry David’s on “Curb Your Enthusiasm,” as his unswervingly loyal manager, is about to get his own variety show on TBS.
“I play Jeff Garlin, the biggest variety star on television, and pretty much the show follows me getting into trouble each week,” Garlin told Daily Variety. “This is the show I’ve wanted to do since I was little.”
As major Jack Benny and Jack Paar fans, we wish him all the luck in the world.