The Englewood, New Jersey-based Siegel has been making a solid sideline living as a George Clooney impersonator. But since Hollywood’s most eligible bachelor decided to settle down, more and more of today’s potential Siegel clients are inquiring about booking him together with a Significant Other. Since Siegel does not have an Amal Alamuddin in his contacts, the search is on.
Some lucky, wealthy fan of The Grateful Dead is about to meet The Grateful letterhead
Per a report by Fine Books magazine, items up for bid at a forthcoming Boston auction include a rare and rather epic letter by Jerry Garcia. The genesis for the letter was an Upper West Side party, where he met a fashion model. The party took place around the time of a series of performances by the band in the fall of 1980 at Radio City Music Hall.
Two years later, Garcia composed the letter in stages, completing it in June on some Hotel Parker Meridien New York letterhead. From the Fine Books article:
“The rarity of this handwritten letter cannot be overstated,” said Bobby Livingston, executive vice president at RR Auction. “Research indicates no others ever being on the market — even Garcia himself noted, ‘This is the first letter I’ve written in years.’”
As the inevitable class action suit arrives in reaction to the breach of Sony data, a small group of awards show writers and two extremely talented hosts are probably debating if and how it’s possible to joke at the 72nd Annual Golden Globes about this horrible hack, without deeply offending executives, actors and talent reps in the room.
If anyone can pull off this high-wire riff rope act, it’s Tina Fey and Amy Poehler, back for another dazzling tag-team effort as hosts on NBC January 15. But it’s not going to be easy.
Maybe a sly dig at George Clooney losing sleep over critics’ reviews, to go along with the pair’s classic Gravity plot deconstruction, is an acceptable gag way to go. And an Adam Sandler wink.
The Cleopatra maelstrom known as Scott Rudin and Angelina Jolie has probably already inspired much clearing of computer screens and ribald discussion. But if either one or both of those folks are in attendance, can it be broached?
Proving that everyone loves a sad story about a complete stranger, People’s August 25th edition — honoring Robin Williams’ life and tragic death — was its number one selling issue of 2014.
Adweek reports that 1,169,800 copies of People’s Williams issue were sold. On the flip side, People’s June 16 edition, with Hillary Clinton on the cover, was its worst selling issue. It sold only 503,890 copies.
Williams’ death was also the big seller for another gossip rag — InTouch. Its August 25th edition moved 571,780 copies, making it InTouch’s best selling issue of the year.
InTouch‘s worst seller of 2014 was an issue that featured The Bachelorette’s Ashley Hebert announcing that she was pregnant. Congratulations! No one cared.
When Bernard Weinraub exited the New York Times in 2005, he of course composed a farewell column. That article contains what now seem like a number of very prophetic statements, given the criminal intrusion and Tinseltown reactions threatening his wife’s tenure as Sony Pictures co-chairman. Starting with this Weinraub observation about his 14 years covering Hollywood:
My marriage, and some of the events that tumbled out of it, taught me something about the ferocity of a culture in which the players can be best friends one day and savage you the next.
Maybe it was 24 hours then. But thanks to the solidified culture of texting, email and social media, it’s now nanoseconds. As some of Pascal’s emails have shown (and the press has failed to properly contextualize), one of the main jobs of a studio chief is to tell each fragile ego what they want and need to hear. Regardless of that studio chief’s personal, true beliefs.
For a chance to meet and chat about career opportunities with media company recruiters, head to Mediabistro’s networking party tomorrow, Dec. 16 at Harlot (46 Minna Street). From 6:30 to 8:30 p.m. PT, you can discuss openings with recruiters from organizations such as XO Group, parent company of sites The Knot, The Nest and The Bump. With content that focuses on visually rich subject matter, it only makes sense the organization is on the lookout for photo researchers and a photo editor to join their team.
To register for this free event and to check out the full listing of employers in attendance, go here.
We look forward to seeing you there!
On Twitter, Dave Itzkoff described his Friday night Q&A at the 92nd Street Y with Tim Burton, Amy Adams and Christoph Waltz as “loopy.” As opposed to “awkward,” the term used by Ashley Lee, an editor with Mediabistro sister publication THR.
The beauty of this particular situation is that the entire live-stream is archived. So, when you have the extra hour, you can watch and decide for yourself, unfiltered, what adjective best fits the interaction between the New York Times culture writer and the two-time Oscar winner.
Waltz had to wait quite some time before the conversation reached his far-left chair perch, for which Itzkoff graciously apologized. But after a long day of promoting duties, Waltz seemed to be rubbed the wrong way by a question that referenced his star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame and the idea that he might lie awake at night waiting for phone calls. In short order, Waltz steered this Y event to ”Why…?”
Today was the media critic’s final day of remote service for Florida-based Poynter. On Monday, he starts at Washingtonian magazine as senior editor.
The move was announced several weeks ago. However, since the release went out right before Thanksgiving break, many never saw. When Beaujon tweeted out “Goodbye, Poynter…” this afternoon, it set off an immediate flurry of reaction and tweeted congratulations. From the original November 21 announcement:
At Washingtonian, he’ll work on the magazine’s digital strategy, he said, and still write about the media.
Our first reaction last night to Matthew Zeitlin‘s BuzzFeed item about some more of those Sony hack emails, in this case a brief March 2014 correspondence between studio co-chairman Amy Pascal (pictured) and her husband, former New York Times reporter Bernard Weinraub, was two-fold.
One, we quickly ascertained that there was no email in the shared string from Maureen Dowd; second, after reading, we surmised that if anyone had overstepped some bounds here – privately and carelessly – it was Pascal’s husband Weinraub. Today, in a statement provided to FishbowlNY and other outlets, Dowd has responded:
“I never showed Bernie the column in advance or promised to show it. Bernie is an old friend and the Times’ former Hollywood reporter, and he sometimes gives me ideas for entertainment columns.”
“In January, he suggested a column, inspired by a study cited in the LA Times, about the state of women in Hollywood. Amy is a friend and I reassured her before our interview that it wasn’t an antagonistic piece. She wasn’t the focus of the story, nor was Sony.”