"THERE IS no remedy for love but to love more." -- Henry David Thoreau
IT'S NEVER too soon to link matinee idol and Oscar-winning actor George Clooney with a new lady. (His romance with Stacey Keibler has bitten the dust.)
Out in L.A. sources insist the latest woman destined to decorate Clooney's life is one Nicole Pearson. She is a 30-year-old attorney, quite attractive, natch. (But not in an "obvious" showbiz way.) She and Clooney met on some nonromantic legal matter. They dined shortly after and she has interviewed him for a coming article in the Beverly Hills Courier.
Ms. Pearson is a graduate of UCLA/Loyola Law School and has passed the bar in California and New York. She speaks Spanish and Italian, and has a keen appreciation of Italian culture, as does Clooney. ("I have this little spot on Lake Como, Nicole...")
But don't get too excited. This could all be perfectly professional. Everybody needs a lawyer. And if they happen to have legs like a sleek racehorse, better still.
P.S. In November, George Clooney will receive The Stanley Kubrick Britannia Award for Excellence in Film. This happens at BAFTA in Los Angeles.
TWO-time MAXIM cover girl and star of HBO's "The Newsroom," Olivia Munn, is in town filming a lead role in the Jerry Bruckheimer production "Beware the Night." She graces the July cover of Joan Jedell's Hampton Sheet magazine. True newscasters have never looked better but few on the small screen ever pop like Munn. This hot firecracker virtually explodes on Jedell's signature, hand-painted cover.
In "The Newsroom," created by legendary Oscar- and Emmy-winning writer Aaron Sorkin, Olivia plays a brilliant, sexy-yet-quirky finance reporter whose character resembles Munn in more ways than one. In the article, she dishes to The Sheet on everything from shopping at Home Depot to workplace romances to Broadway. When asked where she drew inspiration for her "Newsroom" character, she reveals that her portrayal has been inspired by her idol, revered ABC World News anchor Diane Sawyer.
"The Newsroom" returns to HBO on July 14. (Love this show, partly because it's so damned cynical and true-to-life and partly because the lead, Jeff Daniels, is one of the most creative, clever and down-to-earth nice guys in all of the acting world!)
POOR JUSTIN Bieber (three words I have perhaps never written.) The kid can't cut a break. Now hockey fans are bashing the teen idol because he posed with, and dared to touch, the Stanley Cup. Bieber was invited into the Chicago Blackhawks locker room, to congratulate the winning hockey team. "Who the h--l is Justin Bieber to dare to touch the Stanley Cup?" And that's the mildest of the critiques. Oh, for heaven's sake. The kid was invited. Nobody in the locker room objected at the time. Get over it. He does plenty of foolish things. This was not one of them. What do you care anyway?
OK. OK -- you can do yourself a favor by going to the newsstand and picking up the August 2013 issue of Vanity Fair and perhaps you'll be titillated by either "Scandals" Kerry Washington on the cover or the faux inside "Impossible Interview" between Bill O'Reilly and Tilda Swinton.
But what is really important in this magazine -- out just about the same day as USA Today's story on the disappearing water in the booming conservative state of Texas -- is the one about the rising water on both U.S. coasts.
"From Coast to Toast" written by William D. Cohan and Vanessa Grigoriadis, accompanied by aerial photographs of Mark Holtzman, George Riethof, Kenneth and Gabrielle Adelman and Jim Powers, show vividly the shrinking of the Malibu and Nantucket coasts.
These have to be compared to be believed but these ocean-side houses and properties of multimillionaires and billionaires are about to fall into the Pacific and the Atlantic.
If you don't believe in disappearing polar bears and ice masses -- you will when you see what has already happened to West and East Coast beaches.
Money is fighting a losing battle with disappearing beaches everywhere, including the Hamptons and Montauk of Long Island.
I think THIS is the big story of August!
ENDQUOTE: "There's eventually going to be a big meltdown. You're going to end up with fewer theaters. Going to the movies will cost 50 bucks or 100 or 150 bucks, like what Broadway costs, or a football game."
George Lucas made that dire prediction at a panel discussion at the University of Southern California last month. And in fact soon after, Paramount offered a "mega" ticket to those who wanted to see "World War Z" in advance. This cost $50. Not only did you get to see the zombie flick, you also received a digital copy of the movie, a poster and a small popcorn. Whether it is the wave of the future, nobody knows for sure, not even Entertainment Weekly magazine, which reported on this. EW says: "At this point Americans don't seem sold on the idea of paying more for tickets to in-demand flicks." But more cynical show-biz types counter: "You know the sch---ks who line up two days in advance for a 'Harry Potter' movie or a 'Twilight' movie? They're going to pay the extra money."
Perhaps. And I remember going to see Greta Garbo have her tonsils swabbed by John Gilbert in "Flesh and the Devil" for a nickel. And that was as "special" a film as "World War Z" or a "Twilight" sequel.
(E-mail Liz Smith at MES3838@aol.com.)
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