James Franco covers the June issue of GQ to promote his upcoming movie, This Is The End, which is some hipster movie that sounds like a wet dream to James Franco, artiste. If you haven’t already seen the trailer that’s been playing all over the place, the movie features James Franco playing a version of himself (whoever that is). In the film, “Franco” is hosting a Hollywood-type party that is attended not only by hipster favorites Seth Rogen, Jonah Hill, and Paul Rudd but also by Emma Watson and Rihanna. The party rages on for awhile, but then the apocalypse happens. It looks like the type of movie one might enjoy while stoned but never otherwise.

Anyway, Franco is photographed for GQ by none other than Terry Richardson. For those of you who wondered why Uncle Terry doesn’t get pr0ny while shooting males stars such as Aaron Paul and Terry Richardson, well, James Franco is here to make up for that most grevious omission. Here, James gets a beej from a skeleton and offers up some excerpts about how the general public (that is, us, not him) is the real performance artist. Wait, what?

On James Franco, the man: “My public persona is something that is only partially constructed by me, so if people want to mock that, it’s fine. I mock it.”

He’s not completely about high art: “Your Highness? That movie sucks. You can’t get around that.”

Will there be a Pineapple sequel? “As far as why Pineapple Express 2 has not been made for real, I don’t know what the holdup is. I would do it, Danny [McBride] would do it, Seth [Rogen] would do it. I think Seth and Evan [Goldberg] just need a fire lit under their asses.”

On his new movie: “When I first read the script [for This Is The End], the James Franco character was–I guess the only way to describe it is he was a lot douchier than the version that we came up with. I was the materialistic guy. They were really playing up the Gucci-modeling aspect of my life.”

But what does it mean? “Like all comedies, even bad ones, [This Is The End] gets at important issues if you want to examine it.”

[From GQ]

Honestly, I know that Franco is speaking in English, but I have no idea what he’s talking about when he says that “James Franco” is not something that he continually and consciously manufactures with all of his talk of being a professor and simultaneously attending three universities all while holding down a fabulous career or directing and acting in both indies and blockbusters. He thinks we’re the ones who dream this crap up? He’s either terminally stoned or just f—ing with us all. Probably both. Oh, and don’t get me started with how Franco is murdering a William Faulkner classic in the new As I Lay Dying trailer.

Look, doucheguns!

Photos courtesy of GQ

Spoilers for past episodes of Walking Dead follow
The male eye candy on “Walking Dead” is dwindling now that Shane (Jon Bernthal) is long gone and the hot leader dudes, Rick (Andrew Lincoln) and The Governor (David Morrissey) have gone batsh*t. We’re left with Daryl (Norman Reedus) and Glenn (Steven Yeun), and some notable secondary characters, particularly Tyrese (Chad Coleman) and Martinez (Jose Pablo Cantillo). Coleman is known for his work on “The Wire”. On “Talking Dead” after last week’s finale he mentioned that he was chosen for the role of Tyrese by the comic’s creator, Robert Kirkman, who was a big fan of The Wire. So I’m looking forward to seeing more of Tyrese, and by more I mean shirtless.

In the mean time the big heartthrob is redneck scrapper Daryl, who had one of the most moving scenes in the second to last episode this season. This show often fails to flesh out their characters (har-har) but I was impressed with the direction that Daryl and particularly Micchone’s characters were taken toward the last few episodes. And holy crap, the episode when Morgan (Lennie James) returned was amazing. That guy knocked it out of the park.

I already put a spoiler warning at the top of the story, but there’s another big spoiler coming for a past episode here and you can highlight the blank space below to see it. This one is about Daryl’s story arc. When Daryl found his brother, Merle, as a zombie I started crying with him. We’ve seen that character play stoic, heroic and detached for the past three seasons, and I was surprised to see what a powerful actor Reedus is. I also loved that Merle redeemed himself at the end of his life, and that the others recognized that he sacrificed his life for them.

I guess I should discuss these photos now. I love Daryl and do find him to be hot on Walking Dead. He’s the dude I’d want by my side against the zombies and in bed, but there’s something cheap about these photos. By that I mean that Terry Richardson’s stank is all over them. If you’re just a casual gossip consumer and aren’t familiar with Richardson, you can google him. He regularly exploits and sexually harasses young female models while promoting an image as a friend to the stars.

Richardson did capture Reedus’ essence as Daryl, though. He also photographed him on both April 5th and 6th, suggesting Reedus stayed over or at least came over for two separate photo sessions. (I hope.)

Reedus has a tattoo of his own name above his nip. Who gets their own name tattooed on themselves? (Update: it’s for his late father, Norman. I should have looked that up, thanks for letting me know guys!) I’m going to lust after Tyrese now. They better teach him how to shoot and kick some zombie ass.

Photos from Terry’s Diary, where there are more.

These are photos of the NYC premiere of The Place Beyond the Pines, and Eva Mendes could have made an impressive turn (this is her “big star” moment, right?) in some serious fashion. Instead, she chose this long-sleeved, orange Prada dress that follows the recent orange trend, but the look as a whole is kind of awful. It doesn’t make much sense as a red-carpet ensemble for a leading lady — there’s soo much fussiness with the sheer fabric, frou-frou bodice, and holy crap, the encrusted butterfuly nonsense going on at the waist. Those shoes are really ugly too.

Overall, this is an underwhelming dress although her hair and makeup look fine. There’s no real drama here, and Eva is fully capable of bringing the drama in more ways than one. I’m not anti-Eva like many of you. She seems pretty harmless as a Hollywood player even if I can’t stomach the fact that she uses a shock collar on her dog, and she has no fashion sense of which to speak.

Ryan Gosling wore a black velvet suit that gives me the heebie jeebies. I would never be able to date a dude who wore this suit and was serious about it, but I’m not a Gosling die hard devotee. He seems so overrated and kind of full of himself, and I don’t find him physically appealing either. Maybe that’s why Eva doesn’t bother me that much.

I’m including photos of Bradley Cooper (looking like a Muppet serial killer and trying to rock the Brad Pitt World War Z hairdo) as well as Ray Liotta’s amazing Botox forehead and the revolting Terry Richardson … being revolting as usual.

Photos courtesy of WENN

If I ever become famous, there are a few fine points upon which I’d absolutely insist in every business transaction. Oh, don’t laugh at the idea — you obviously haven’t read my amazing Twilight fanfictions that replace Edward and Bella with … lions and robots. Nevermind. Back to those demands, which aren’t huge or anything, but they are very necessary: (1) No Marchesa dresses on the red carpet or otherwise (suck it, Harvey); (2) No Scientologists allowed on or near the premises; and (3) Absolutely no photoshoots with the revolting Terry Richardson.

With that said, Lena Dunham (writer and star of HBO’s “Girls”) appears in the spring issue of V magazine (the one with grubby Kristen Stewart on the cover), and the spread was shot by creepy Terry himself. Now I know that Lena has a pretty big attitude and is generally insufferable regarding her as yet unwritten $3.5 million autobiography, but she totally doesn’t deserve this, right? The sad part is that Lena doesn’t get it. Terry has shot her with the same pr0ny lighting and style as he’s done for every wannabe model who has had the misfortune to walk into his studio. Above, Lena is wearing a Calvin Klein bodysuit and Manolo Blahnik shoes, and she clearly works overtime to project an anti-establishment vibe with her image, but it all falls apart in this interview. Basically, she’s a fangirl too, and irony is for losers:

She love designer freebies: “I cannot deny it, and I cannot get over it. And they actually send them in my size. No one’s being an asshole and sending them to me in a 4. They’re sending me clothes, they fit, and what people should know is that I always wear them. Somehow even if I wouldn’t have bought it, the fact that it was free and my grandma’s depression-era mentality make me think it is the most beautiful thing I ever owned, and I wear it for several days straight.”

She’s friends with Taylor Swift: “We have D.M.’ed. I’m a really big fan. She started following me, and here’s how you find out Taylor Swift is following you. You start hearing from all the insane Taylor Swift fans that are like ‘If Taylor Swift loves you I love you.’ So I sent her a message. I was like, ‘I just want to let you know that your albums have gotten me through a lot of very hard times.’ When I tweeted that her new album was amazing, every one of my Twitter followers was like, ‘I so hope that you’re joking.’ But I have no interest in liking anything ironically. If I wanted to be ironic, I’d grow a mustache.”

She’s not much for travel: “I hated India. I know you’re not allowed to hate India. But I did. I wasn’t happy. And I felt crazy. I’m a hypochondriac. I saw too many puppies that I thought needed me. So my mom and I got in a big fight and I left India. Early.”

Growing up rich was still isolating: “It’s so trite, but I think so much of my worldview was formed by feeling isolated. If you go to school in New York, if you go to Saint Ann’s or Dalton, because there aren’t kids being shoved into lockers in the same way, you’re expected not to have that isolating adolescence. But from kindergarten onward, I was like, I don’t know what to do with people. First I was a tiny little kid and I didn’t have friends, and then I was a chubby teenager and I didn’t have friends. It was just this sensation that I didn’t know how to connect.”

She likes not being pretty: “Meeting actresses who such a big part of their job is about what they look like, I feel so lucky to be freed from that prison. I ate cake for breakfast on the day of the Emmys, I ate cake for dinner, my workout didn’t require Spanx, and I still feel like I looked better than people expected me to. It was amazing. I could feel the envy of every woman in the Sunset Tower. I think we can all agree with the idea that beautiful girls that get all the boys get written about. They usually don’t write.”

[From V magazine]

I know that Lena is supposed to be a rather irreverent and major talent in today’s industry, but I just don’t see what’s so remarkable about her thoughts as expressed in this interview. She likes Taylor Swift and would only be ironic if she grew a mustache? It’s like she’s trying so hard to be unironic because irony has been killed by the hipsters that came before her. Like, she’s cooler than cool because she eats cake for breakfast and dinner. I don’t know. Lena truly doesn’t seem like a terrible person, but she does grate.

If you’re curious about Lena’s forthcoming book, Gawker has published excerpts of her book proposal, which is pretty unimpressive from a literary standpoint, and Lena promptly directed her lawyers to issue a cease and desist letter, but Gawker has refused to remove what is essentially “12 one-sentence quotes lifted from the 66-page proposal.” So far, Lena’s lawyers have not made good on their threats, but I think it would be hard to convince a court to award damages for copyright infringement concerning a proposal for a book that doesn’t even exist.

Oh, and this toothpaste picture is really gross. Terry should be ashamed of himself.

Photos courtesy of V magazine

It’s been almost a year since Demi Moore has hit a red carpet with any regularity, a year in which she attended rehab after an overdose and faced life as a single woman. It’s pretty clear from the way she’s been acting lately that nothing has changed for her and that she’s probably regressed. Take this latest news, that she was too over the top in Miami for her new boyfriend to tolerate. Her new boyfriend that is all of 26. Her own daughters are shunning her, and now her boyfriend of roughly half her age couldn’t take it after a few weeks. It would be sad if Demi elicited sympathy, but she’s just making me shake my head at this point. Here’s the story, thanks to The NY Post:

Page Six can reveal Vito, 26, broke things off with Demi, 50, after she arrived in Miami last week to party with the stars at the busy art fair.

One source told us, “Vito has worked very hard to be taken seriously in the art business, and doesn’t want to be seen as somebody who dates celebrities. He hated having photographers follow him around after word got out about him and Demi.”

The source continued, “And Vito wasn’t too happy that Demi flew down to party at Art Basel while he was working to build his business. It was a distraction he didn’t need while all the big collectors were in town.”

We exclusively revealed Moore and Schnabel, the dapper son of acclaimed artist Julian Schnabel, hit it off at Naomi Campbell’s lavish birthday bash for her lover Vladimir Doronin in Jodhpur, India in early November.

But things cooled off dramatically in Miami, with the pair staying apart and exchanging glances at a bash for art collectors’ Web site Art.sy at Soho Beach house on Wednesday.

The breakup didn’t appear to faze Moore, who hung out with Lenny Kravitz and later headed out for a girls night at Le Baron at Jelsomino with pals including Stacy Kiebler until 3:30 a.m.

[From The NY Post]

You can check out the photos here of Demi dancing like a chicken in short shorts last week. This time, we have photos of her at creepy perv photographer Terry Richardson’s party on Friday night. Demi swapped glasses with Richardson and generally looked unhinged. Lindsay Lohan is one of Richardson’s “muses.” This is where Demi is in her recovery and career.

Radar has a related story today, about how Demi’s daughters are “mortified” by their mom’s behavior, and how they’re worried that she’s not “in a good place mentally right now.” A source tells Radar that Demi’s “bizarre and outlandish behavior” at Art Basel parties in Miami have them “increasingly concerned about her… Demi just seems absolutely desperate for attention.” So Demi flew down to Miami to hang out with her new, much-younger man, but she was too out of control for him. After he told her it was over she acted like she didn’t care and just continued partying. She probably thinks she’s handling it well since she’s not moping. She’s not going to wise up until she decides to get sober, and obviously that’s not happening at this point.

photo credit: WENN.com

UGH! Terry Richardson photographed Nicole Kidman for the November cover of Harper’s Bazaar. Gross, right? Nicole Kidman, who is trying to simultaneously prove that A) she’s just a down-home Nashville mom with two small daughters and B) that she’s still the sexiest, coolest actress around. Can those Two Nicoles exist simultaneously? Can The Two Nicoles co-exist in a monster-truck-themed Terry Richardson photo shoot? Ugh. Anyway, you can read Nicole’s full Bazaar piece here, and here are some highlights:

Taking on roles: “I attach, I attach so deeply that it’s quite scary for me. I’m drawn to the psychology of really interesting, flawed people.”

She’s reserved: “Yeah, I’m different than what they think I’m going to be,” she says of her perceived hauteur. “I’m reserved. I’m more of an introvert than an extrovert.”

Landing in New York in 1989: “I grew up with the song ‘New York, New York,’?” Nicole says. “I just remember getting off the plane and being completely overwhelmed.” She started auditioning, once for Ophelia in Hamlet at the Public Theater, directed by Kevin Kline, who she idolized. “I just crammed Ophelia into my brain. I felt very glad I trod the boards in front of Kevin Kline.”

The early years with Tom Cruise: Her career began an upswing, and later that year she met Cruise on the set of Days of Thunder. So started the period she now refers to as “fame by association.” In those early years, “it was like, ‘I’m here and I’m clutching onto your arm, and it all feels a little overwhelming and really strange,’ ” she recalls. “And I was shy. Deeply shy. I didn’t feel comfortable at all. But I felt very comfortable at home.”

Her career post-divorce: “I started to do what I’ve been doing since I was 14, with some gravitas.” It paid off: The supernatural thriller The Others was a hit, and she earned an Oscar for her portrayal of Virginia Woolf in The Hours. “Having your work be the basis of fame, that’s a far more stable feeling.”

Fame and work: “I don’t really celebrate fame because I get enough attention. I’m willing to step aside. And when I work, I work. Wholeheartedly.” Not surprisingly, Nicole has nothing to say publicly on Cruise’s divorce from Katie Holmes, characterizing her recent turn back in the gossip mill as “very, very fleeting. I’m not caught up in any of it. It’s not really a part of my life.”

The mythical work-family balance: “I’d love to say that it’s easy, but it isn’t. I miss them so much when I’m away. And so I limit the amount of time away through no other reason than I just love, I love them. But that’s my personality. I get 3 A.M. panics because I’m so attached.”

Her family, being married to Keith: “Time goes by so fast now, and having raised two little kids who are now adults and two new children in the world, it’s fleeting.” However, she has found permanence in her relationship with Urban. The couple, who met in 2005, have been married for six years. “He just gave me confidence,” she observes, “through just being very kind to me and understanding me, opening me up to trying things, my sexuality, those sorts of things.” After the adventure of Cruise, she characterizes Urban as “more like an ocean; he took me out.” She has always appreciated “a bigger, stronger personality; that’s what I’ve been drawn to. I need protection. Everyone wants to feel someone’s got their back.”

On the red carpet: “I make sure to wear comfortable dresses,” she explains, “because I want to be able to go out afterward and, you know, bend.” Her most famous look is the now legendary chartreuse Dior dress she wore to the Oscars in 1997. “It’s packed in a box with tissue paper, and it will be donated to a museum.” As for her other couture pieces, “whichever daughter loves clothes more will get dibs on all those. But I keep them in the same way that I’d keep a painting.”

Body image: “[It bothers me] Less as you get older. All of that other stuff becomes less important. Like, I’ve always had a little belly. I mean, now that I’m 45, they don’t say, ‘Oh, she’s pregnant!’ as much. But I’ve got skinny arms and legs, and then I’ve got a little belly.” But who cares when your legs go for miles? “In high, high shoes, that helps! Like a minx.”

Is she daring? “I would hate to go back and think, I wish I’d been a little braver”

[From Harper’s Bazaar]

Well… sigh. I know the Kidman fan-girls are going to hit me for saying this, but I think Nicole is really full of it in this interview. She wants to be seen as more easy-going and relaxed and devil-may-care, but really… Nicole can’t hide what she is. It’s written all over her marble-like Botox-face. She’s neurotic, she cares too much, she’s a perfectionist, and she’s very tightly-wound. I actually rolled my eyes at “I make sure to wear comfortable dresses.” Botox, please. Nicole is all about the BIG fashion moments, and historically speaking, she cares more about the dress than her own comfort. Why can’t she own that? Is it not mom-friendly enough if she admits that she flat-out LOVES fashion and loves to have a high-impact moment on the red carpet?

Photos courtesy of Terry Richardson/Bazaar.

Hey, remember Lady Gaga’s “Body Revolution” in which a few tabloids called her “fat” and she decided to post flattering photos of her barely-there weight gain and then she seemed to act like she was the newest spokeswoman for positive body image because, in her own words, she “gained like 25 pounds”? Yeah. Gaga was so full of it. These are photos of Gaga in France on Friday. She walked around like this for a while, and paparazzi got lots and lots of photos of Gaga’s new body. Weight gain? What weight gain? Will she still be the spokesmonster for all things body image when it’s clear that she briefly gained a few pounds and then lost it really quickly?

If she wants to diet her way into her a slimmer figure, by all means, go ahead. More power to her, and it’s totally and completely her business. But that’s just the problem, isn’t it? She publicly declared that it was our business and that we were all a—holes for barely noticing and then she went on a diet and began strutting around in a bra and daisy dukes. Do whatever you want, just don’t act like you’re a spokeswoman for a cause when you’re just humble-bragging at best, and at worst, you’re exploiting very real body image disorders for some kind of Gaga-tastic stunt. And once again, where was all of this when her fans were making fat jokes about Adele?

Further proof that Gaga doesn’t really give a f—k about being any kind of role model for any woman – she brought Terry Richardson with her to Milan. Uncle Terry is pretty much Gaga’s in-house photographer at this point. He was taking photos of her topless as she wandered around Donatella Versace’s Milan home (and by that I mean Gianni Versace’s Milan home). I’ve included some of those photos below.

Photos courtesy of Fame/Flynet and Terry’s Diary.

Cameron Diaz has an amazing body. She has killer legs, great muscle tone and proportional bolt-ons. Her hair is growing out into a great bob. Her face doesn’t look so waxy and frozen anymore. Basically, she looks better than she has in years. So WHY does she need to pose like this for Esquire UK? I get that it’s a men’s mag (a “lad mag” in British parlance), and she feels the need to go “sexy” rather “sophisticated”. But surely she was given other styling options besides this, right? This shiz looks like Maxim crap.

… Oh. The photo shoot is by Terry Richardson. No further explanation needed. So gross.

Some highlights from Camy’s Esquire interview:

Turning 40 years old: “For the first time in my life I’m content. I’m so excited. Getting older is the best part of life. Like, I know more than I’ve ever known. I have gratitude. I know myself better. I feel more capable than ever. And as far as the physicality of it – I feel better at 40 than I did at 25. I’m so excited. Getting older is the best part of life. Like, I know more than I’ve ever known.”

Why she never got married: “I’m smart! No, it’s hard to say. It just wasn’t the thing I was drawn to. I certainly didn’t want it in my 20s. Or my 30s… so, we’ll see! I’d always wanted to get hitched in Vegas at least three times.”

What she looks for in a dude: “I want someone who takes care of themselves, who’s strong. To hear people are engaged in life like that is exciting to me. It’s funny because as my girlfriends get older, I see how their relationships have evolved, and you know, the people you’re drawn to changes. I’m not attracted to the same people that I was drawn to in my twenties.”

She hasn’t ruled out kids: “I don’t need to have the children in my life be a part of my literal flesh. And anyway, there’s still a possibility of that, I ain’t that old. I’m feeling very … capable.”

She claims she doesn’t Botox: “There’s no such thing as anti-ageing. You can’t go back in time. So for me, it’s about living in this moment, the best that I can. Contentment is about coming to terms with life as it is.”

[From The Mail, People Magazine]

Some of it sounds very Jennifer Aniston-esque (as in, like it came from a self-help book), which is kind of normal for Camy. The Cameron Diaz of magazine interviews is very different (I think) from the real Camy Diaz, who can be somewhat of a mess. Remember the Camy that dated notorious d-bag cheater Alex Rodriguez? Yeah. So, who is the real Camy? The self-possessed, New Age-y woman who embraces her aging and her flaws with a sunny disposition and calm, collected energy… or is she somewhat pricklier, needier, crazier, and dare I say, trashier?

Photos courtesy of Terry Richardson/Esquire UK.

These are some new photos of Lady Gaga done by photographer Terry Richardson. I don’t know why that surprises people, that Gaga and Uncle Terry are tight – he’s photographed her for years, and he even acted as “tour photographer” for about a month during the first part of Gaga’s current tour, and from the looks of these photos, he’s back on tour with her. Reason why I believe these photos are current: Gaga’s little dog, Fozzi Bear. Anyway, in the photos you can see Gaga posing with Fozzi, sucking down oxygen in between stage set-ups for her show, giving Terry the finger, declaring that “Turbans are the new Jesus” and being very Gaga-ish in general.

Meanwhile, do you remember how Lady Gaga and Lindsay Lohan are BFFs after they had some kind of weird (coke-soaked?) party at the Chateau Marmont earlier this summer? Well, after Lindsay tweeted those photos of “her” jewelry over the weekend, Lady Gaga tweeted back, “@lindsaylohan ummmm are those my earrings??? this is awkward…:) kiss kiss chateau bunny.” Which is funny because A) Lindsay is a Crack Monster who steals everything that isn’t nailed down, so YES, those probably are Gaga’s earrings and B) Love the reference to the Chateau Marmont, because Lindsay got kicked out the Marmont for being too crackie to pay her bills. I checked Gaga’s Twitter last night – she had deleted the tweet! Hahahaha.

Photos courtesy of Terry’s Diary.

Does anyone else think it’s kind of funny that Jennifer Aniston and Justin Theroux are no longer connected at the hip now that mama needs to work on her movie in North Carolina? Justin has been in New York City for the better part of a week, getting pap’d on the regular. These photos are from yesterday – Justin was spotted out with his buddy, “Uncle” Terry Richardson and an unnamed friend. Terry and Justin are tight – they always hang out whenever Justin is in town. Uncle Terry also did some photo shoots with JustJen in the past, super-cutesy pics of JustJen looking lovey-dovey. Not Terry’s usual style, but it’s fine. What does it say about Justin that his most public relationship – aside from Jennifer, obviously – is with Terry Richardson? Or is all of this just Justin’s way of keeping his “hipster cred” intact?

Arguably, Justin and Jennifer fell in love on the set of Wanderlust when they were filming in the South in 2010, so you’d think that they might want to spend some time in Wilmington, North Carolina (where Aniston is filming), remembering how their love grew in the early months. Instead, Jennifer is flying solo in Wilmington, spending her days working and perhaps spending her evenings with the one that got away, her costar Jason Sudeikis. There were lots of rumors about Jason and Jennifer before Theroux came on the scene. My opinion then (and now) is that Jason is a bit of a womanizer and that he wasn’t into the idea of being Jennifer’s boyfriend. But Jason has settled into a relationship with Olivia Wilde, and Olivia isn’t in NC either. So…?? Will Jason and Jennifer be able to keep their hands off of each other while their significant others aren’t on site? Will Justin have to fly down and keep an eye on his prize? Jason and Justin are tight too, by the way. This whole thing is very interesting.

Photos courtesy of Fame/Flynet.