A slate of exhausting extras takes us back to the time James Cameron was an action director extraordinaire -- and not the irritating owner of a best picture Oscar.
Liz Hurley says meet me at the intersection of libido and epidermis; Rosie O'Donnell leaving TV for the adoption biz? Plus: Johnnie Cochran to Ms. Houston: Sorry Whit, we're not a fit.
King James Cameron prepares to luxuriate in Russia's Mir space station next summer; Bob Barker swoops in for a Big Brother chicken rescue. Plus: Mariah Carey puts a price on those curves.
Boogie nights or lonely nights for Marky Mark? Mike Tyson: And give me some fava beans and merlot! Plus: Finally, some culture -- Britney Spears Museum opens!
Francine Prose issues a stern warning in the New York Times about
market-driven pablum for women -- who are as silly, powerless and
narcissistic as a gender can get.
Our fearless correspondent's second dispatch from the entertainment industry's demilitarized zone: Ass-kickings at Cirque du Soleil, silence and clanking silverware at the 7th Annual Diversity Awards and a ride in George Clooney's limo!
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