<![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, geisha]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/gawker.com.png <![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, geisha]]> http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/geisha http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/geisha <![CDATA[Hollywood PrivacyWatch Special Edition: Britney, K-Fed, and the Geishas]]> britney-kfed.jpgA high-level Defamer operative was stymied in his attempts to catch one of the perpetually sold-out screenings of Brokeback Mountain last night, but was rewarded with an encounter with one of celebritydom's best examples of stable matrimony as he opted for a couple of hours with the geishas instead:

My girlfriend and I were at the Grove last night to see Memoirs of a Geisha when a linebacker-sized man offered us $100 to move down and free up the two aisle seats. We told him we'd just move, no problem. An usher held the seats until after the lights went down and who comes in to sit there but Britney and K-Fed. The relationship seemed to be going fine, as K-Fed practically had his head in her lap the entire time. Highlights included K-Fed talking on his cell phone during the movie, Britney sneezing on the guy in front of her and him turning around to scowl at her, and a little tiff when Kevin repeatedly insisted that they leave during the film's climactic final scene.

It seems like Kevin Federline, reportedly banished to the nightmare of ascetic deprivation that is the Beverly Hills Hotel (although we hear that he's still looking for a place to rest his weary cornrows), is trying to patch things up with the meal ticket missus by subjecting himself to prolonged exposure to a high-end chick flick. Even with his relationship potentially at stake, K-Fed could only take so much before those background-dancing feet needed to Roger Rabbit their way back to the Bentley for a blunt, even if the ladies in the white face paint war'nt done prancing around in their robes n' shit.

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<![CDATA[Trade Round Up: Paramount To Flip DreamWorks Library]]> · The trades react to the sad news that Richard Pryor died of a heart attack on Saturday. Var calls him "groundbreaking," and "talented and tormented," while THR reminds us that Pryor nabbed $4 million for the awful Superman 3. [Variety, THR]
· Paramount will try to defray the cost of Friday's impulse-buy (when Brad Grey sees something he likes in a store window, money is no object!) of DreamWorks by flipping the studio's 59 title live-action library to a third party for $1 billion. [Variety]
· The WB benefits from Friday's bombshell Paramount/DreamWorks announcement, pink-slipping about 20 network workers while everyone was worrying about how much richer Steven Spielberg and David Geffen were about to get. [THR]
· Brokeback Mountain and Memoirs of a Geisha set limited release box office record. The gay cowboys wrangled $108,910 per theater, while the controversially Chinese geishas did $84,194 per. [Variety]
· Hollywood Out of Ideas, British Import Edition, Part XXIV: Fox greenlights a pilot for The Worst Week of My Life, based on a BBC series about a "hellacious" week (read: wackiness ensues!) before a couple's wedding. [THR]

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<![CDATA[Inside VPage: Geisha Style]]>
Anxious to avoid another Mask of Zorro-type costumed misadventure, Memoirs of a Geisha producer Steven Spielberg took no chances, beginning his campaign months ago to dissuade sartorially exuberant Sony chief Amy Pascal from painting her face white and showing up to the film's premiere in a kimono. The persuasive Spielberg largely succeeded, his lone concession being Pascal's socks-and-platform-sandals flourish (not pictured).

[Photo: Vince Bucci/Getty Images]

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