<![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, jon peters]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/gawker.com.png <![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, jon peters]]> http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/jonpeters http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/jonpeters <![CDATA[Jon Peters Hit With Multiple Maid-Fluffing Lawsuits]]> peters-lawsuits.jpgFormer Barbra Streisand lover/Perm-Tensility Quality Control Technician Jon Peters, who only recently spent millions to give his adoptive godson Kal-El Brandon Routh the most dancing-waterest wedding in Kryptonian history, is on the receiving end of yet two more sexual harassment lawsuits filed by exasperated staff members claiming to have been faded-superproducer-handled during their tenures at the Peters estate. From Page Six:

The four-time-divorced mogul behind "Superman Returns," "Ali" and "Batman" was sued Monday in LA Superior Court by Blanca Hernandez, who helped maintain Peters' home and office. She claims Peters sexually harassed her by touching her breasts and buttocks, once tried to push her onto his bed when he was naked, tried to kiss her breasts - which he called "pillows" - and offered her money for sex. [...]
The second suit, filed by Adriana and Andrew Silveira, live-in servants at Peters' Malibu beach house, claims that when Adriana discovered she was pregnant in June 2006, Andrew was told by Peters that if he wanted to keep his job, his wife had to abort the baby. When the couple refused, Peters fired off an e-mail giving him the ax. [...]

Last year, Shelly Morita, a former personal assistant, claimed Peters fondled her and climbed into bed with her in a hotel in Australia, where "Superman Returns" was shooting. That case is set for trial this April.

Reading of these outrageous tales of Peters as a domestic-diddling nightmare, stomping through his Bel Air mansion on a pillow-fluffing, abortion-decreeing rampage, we're instantly reminded of ex-/reconciled/live-in/evicted (we honestly have no fucking clue) wife Mindy Peters, who once told the LAT that Peters is "a madman, crazy and mean. But he has a beautiful heart," which we take to mean that even after abruptly dismissing the expecting couple, he made sure to send them a giant baby-shower gift basket of primary-colored nursery goodies emblazoned with the Superman crest.

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<![CDATA[Brad Grey Daydreaming About What His Former Studio Chief Scorecard Entry Might Look Like]]>
LATimes.com uses the occasion of former Warner Bros. head Terry Semel's recent ouster from Yahoo! to assemble a handy, clip-n-save-quality scorecard helping you stay current on how your favorite former studio bigwigs are keeping themselves busy. While the group's fortunes range from Peters' tragically undercelebrated enshrinement on the Walk of Fame to Katzenberg's ogre-enabled DreamWorks Animation moguldom, arguably none of them has enjoyed as fulfilling a second act as erstwhile Disney Grand Mouseketeer Michael Eisner, who is happily sharing his twin passions for low-rated basic cable talk shows and 70s-kitsch trading cards with his old friends.

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<![CDATA[Angry Hollywood Ex-Wives On The Warpath!]]> peters-wof.jpgOne would think that the day that a humble former hairdresser [Ed.note—How many movies does a guy have to make before people stop mentioning he used to trim Streisand's bangs? This man made Vision Quest! Does that count for nothing?] is granted the career-validating recognition of a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame would be among the happiest of his life, but Superman Returns producer Jon Peters must have been at least a little disappointed in how his Tuesday induction turned out. Not only did he wake up to discover that his best Hollywood friends had forgotten to purchase full-page suck-up ads in the trades celebrating his cinematic legacy and thanking the show business gods for bringing him into their lives, he also had to deal with some marital nastiness, says Page Six, the leading chronicler of his Walk of Fame Day letdown:

JON Peters was the star when he got his star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame Monday - but his ex-wife, Christine, stole the show when she had a process server hand him court papers the second he got out of his limo.
Jon and Christine are in a bitter legal battle. She claims Jon owes her child support for their two daughters. Jon claims that Christine has been living rent free in a mansion he owns and that the daughters are grown and not legally his. A pal of Jon's said, "I found the fact that she did it [have the papers served] in front of their children very classless."

Things, of course, could always have been worse, as Christine could have marred the proceedings more profoundly by having the server wait until Peters had fallen down on all fours to kiss his star before sneaking up behind him to deliver the papers, foreshadowing the legal buggering she hopes to inflict upon him at a later date. And, given the video and voicemail-leaking humiliations that certain ex-wives have recently been accused of causing their former husbands lately, Peters probably feels lucky that no embarrassing multimedia presentation accompanied her legal action.

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<![CDATA[Suck-Up Ads Letting Jon Peters Know Who His Real Hollywood Friends Are]]>
If the number of full-page Variety and Hollywood Reporter suck-up ads purchased in one's honor on the day he receives Walk of Fame immortality is a reliable metric of an individual's popularity in the industry, then we could quickly conclude from a quick survey of recent star-on-a-dirty-sidewalk honorees that everyone in Hollywood is trying to get into Halle Berry's pants (in fairness, she did pretty much invite the whole town to get all up inside her), while no one but Warner Bros. would much mind if erstwhile hairstylist and Superman Returns producer Jon Peters decided to give up the moviemaking business and open a salon in Beverly Hills. Today's Page Six reports:

MOVIE people are laughing over the cover of yesterday's Hollywood Reporter with a bleached-blond Jon Peters on the cover. Peters - the hairdresser who parlayed an affair with Barbra Streisand into a career producing such movies as "A Star Is Born," "Caddyshack," "Rain Man" and "Superman Returns" - was featured in the trade journal because he's getting a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.
Friends and business associates were asked to advertise in the paper, but did not. Streisand was conspicuously absent from its pages, as were Peter Guber, Mark Canton, Stacey Snider and Ron Meyer. "All he got besides Terry Semel and Warner Bros. was his business manager, his stockbroker and an architectural firm," said one Left Coast insider. At least Peters can enjoy his 3,000-acre Arabian horse ranch.

Above is the lone Variety ad from yesterday (we don't have a copy of the THR handy) recognizing Peters' Walk of Fame induction; even when it seems his supposed industry pals have abandoned him, he can at least take solace in the fact that his Superman partners cared enough to have an intern whip up that "Thanks for a Super time!" sentiment, sparing him the embarrassment of a Var shutout on his special day.

[Image: Digital Variety]

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<![CDATA[Short Ends: Britney And Paris Not Lesbians, Just Using One Another To Get Tabloid Attention]]> US-britney-paris-s.jpg Paris Hilton's publicist quashes rumors that she and Britney Spears like to engage in hot, celebutard-on-poptard action, thereby reducing public interest in their shenanigans by at least 80 percent.
Making a socially conscious studio film with an indie sensibility is just so much harder when the paparazzi won't let you get a plate of curry without harassment.
· And speaking of harassment, Superman Returns producer Jon Peters' rep calls the lawsuit with all the naked bear-hugging and boyparts-exposing allegations "frivolous."
Here's a way to protest Mel Gibson, but see Apocalypto anyway.
· This is only the second best 911 call of the day.

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<![CDATA[Jon Peters Thinking 19 Years Enough Time For Ex-Wife To Find New Place]]> jon-peters.jpgThere's no use trying to make heads or tails out the living arrangements of Hollywood's rich and famous, where on any given Beverly Hills estate, you may find an aging trophy wife kissing her ex-husband hello just before she strolls over to the new life she's built in the guest house with the poolboy. For example, Jon Peters' ex-wife, Christine Forsyth Peters, has been living rent-free in his Bel Air mansion since their 1987 separation, after only two months of marriage. (They divorced in 1993.) Presumably, the arrangement had its "3 a.m. knock on the door" benefits, but Peters has decided the time has come for Christine and her adopted daughters to hit the road:

Forsyth Peters received an eviction notice in April.

After the couple's separation, Forsyth Peters adopted two girls, Caleigh, now 17, and Skye, now 15, according to court papers. [...]

Forsyth Peters' lawyers say Peters owes child support because he developed a close relationship with the girls and acted as if they were his biological children.

Peters said he voluntarily supported them financially for several years and doesn't want to be ordered to do so by the court.

While the article makes no specific mention of why Peters has suddenly had this change of heart, we're guessing it has to do with him wanting to take full advantage of the hot-chick-bagging window of opportunity a Superman Returns producer credit affords him. The last thing you want to have to explain to the 19-year-old aspiring actress you've talked into coming home with you is how the 17-year-old grabbing a snack out of your fridge isn't "technically" your daughter.

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<![CDATA[Jon Peters Returns]]> singer-peters - DefamerYou were to be forgiven if, during Superman Returns' opening credits, you had assumed you had stepped into some kind of wormhole to the 1970s: The whooshing blue letters, John Williams' familiar score, and, most of all, the name Jon Peters listed as producer, were enough to instantly throw you back to a simpler time, when the men were ex-hairdressing superproducers, and the Barbra Streisands were afro'd. The LAT takes a look at one-time King of Hollywood Peters, a larger-than-life and reviled figure who, thanks to his 13-year attachment to the Superman project, finds himself in the unlikely position of having another shot at the game. While he refused to be interviewed for the piece, his ex-wife, Mindy Peters (who's now romantically back in the picture), was more than willing to share some insights into what she feels makes this loathsome, lovable man tick:

"He's a madman, crazy and mean. But he has a beautiful heart. [...]

Mindy Peters also talked about the side of Peters that few get to see, such as his generosity. He donated money to the family of a deputy sheriff slain in the line of duty and paid for a terminally ill girl from the Pacific Northwest to come to L.A. for a week to visit Disneyland and other theme parks.

She said he also wakes up sweating, unable to breathe because of a recurring nightmare: "Jon is sitting on a curb waiting for his dad to come home and as he runs up to the car, the car pulls away."

Anyone with even the most cursory of dream-interpretation skills would assume Peters' recurring nightmare was rooted in a childhood trauma involving an affection-withholding father figure. Of course, they'd be wrong: Further analysis revealed the "dream" was merely a confused recollection of Peters' own favorite slow-day activity, in which he would push his assistant out of his BMW on Wilshire Blvd., then giggle uncontrollably as the underling tried unsuccessfully to catch up to his boss.

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