"I think Tara and Johnny should replace David Gregory on Meet The Press!"—Someone online posts an opinion after the announcement that Tara Lipinski and Johnny Weir would be hosting the Kentucky Derby for NBC. I have a feeling Johnny's big hats would get kinda tired after a few Sunday mornings.
In an interview with Details, Matt Bomer revealed that he's been married since 2011. He and publicist bigwig Simon Halls have been together just over five years and are raising Hall's three sons. ( Wouldn't Matt be perfect for a remake of My Three Sons? ) He also said that he lost 35 pounds to play the final days of his character in The Normal Heart. But he's back in peak form, judging from the photos of the couple in Cabo San Lucas, a trip Bomer arranged to celebrate Hall's 50th birthday a couple months ago. The happy couple were joined by Ryan Murphy and his hubby David Miller, and Kelly Ripa with Marc Consuelos—which begs the question: Do Kelly and Marc ever vacation with straight people? Photos from the trip will turn up on BillyMasters.com .
In more wedding news, Jodie Foster also tied the knot. Her wife is Alexandra Hedison, who the mainstream press continually refers to as Ellen DeGeneres' ex. Of course that's true, but I'm sure Ellen has loads of exes ( including that wack job ). Hedison is an actress who appeared on The L Word, and is also a photographer. The couple has been dating for just about a year. Congrats.
I suspect Bryan Singer's legal troubles will go on for some time. This week, we have updates from both sides. When we last heard from plaintiff Michael Egan, not only had he allegedly been sexually assaulted as a teenager by Singer, but he claims other men were involved. Egan's lawyer, Jeff Herman, filed three additional lawsuits against individuals who he says were involved in a "Hollywood sex ring." These new defendants are TV producer Garth Ancier, former Disney TV president David Neuman and Broadway producer Gary Goddard. Herman claims that these three men also assaulted Egan—I'd add "not at the same time," but in this case, who knows?
As for Singer, he's dropped out of the press junket for his upcoming X-Men: Days of Future Past. Additionally, ABC has stopped using his name in conjunction with the new series Black Box. Singer said he has withdrawn from publicity events to not divert attention from the projects: "However, I promise when this situation is over, the facts will show this to be the sick twisted shake down it is." He also reaffirmed that he was not in Hawaii at the time of the assault listed in the initial suit.
In a bit of intriguing timing, three of the sexual-assault suits against Kevin Clash ( formerly the puppeteer of Elmo ) have been dismissed. There are two points about this story worth noting. First, the attorney for the multiple accusers is Jeff Herman—the same lawyer representing Michael Egan in his suit against Bryan Singer et. al. Also, the cases against Clash were dismissed because the statute of limitations expired. The initial suit against Clash, filed by Sheldon Stephens, is still active. My hunch is it might move slowly since Stephens was just sentenced to three months in prison for stealing pension checks.
Last week, Neil Patrick Harris got love letters from the critics for his Broadway turn in Hedwig and the Angry Inch. However, sometimes fans are too vociferous. Take, for instance, the person at a preview performance who screamed, "I love you Neil!!!" The high-pitched voice indicated it was a female fan ... or perhaps Chris Colfer. NPH never slipped out of "Hedwig" mode, snapping back, "Who is this Neil? I'm not Neil!" After much applause he added, "I'm doing something up here, motherfucker." Bravo/a Neil/Hedwig.
Pamela Anderson was recently seen walking down the streets of WeHo with two dashing young men. Would you believe it if I told you they were the buxom blonde's sons? I remember when they weren't old enough to watch their mom's sex tape! Brandon and Dylan are now 17 and 16, respectively, and are maturing quite nicely. You can check them out on BillyMasters.com .
Our "Ask Billy" question is also about sex on tape. Jasper in Alabama writes, "I just saw Nymphomaniac. Call me crazy, but I swear Shia LaBeouf was naked and really having sex. Prove me wrong—I dare you."
OK, did you all hear that? Crazy in Alabama dared me to do something. I'm a bit unsure of what because I'm almost giddy that I get to refer to someone as Crazy in Alabama! For the record, I have not seen Nymphomaniac, nor have I seen Nymphomaniac 2. ( I suspect I could pick up the plot without too much difficulty, but I'm a stickler for chronology. )
According to my research, the sex scenes were painstakingly choreographed and done very slowly. Then the actors left and the sex stunt doubles came in and picked up where they left off. But how many of the dicks bobbing around belong to anyone we care about? I say that assuming anyone cares about Shia LaBeouf. That was the very question asked of LaBeouf at a press conference. Shia calmly stood up and slowly said, "When the seagulls follow the trawler, it's because they think sardines will be thrown into the sea. Thank you very much." And then he left! So what happens? Who the fuck knows? It's not like we haven't seen Little LaBeouf before—I shared it with you last year when he appeared in a music video for that Icelandic rock band, Sigur Ros. How could you forget that! You can compare both clips on BillyMasters.com and decide for yourself.
When Shia wants us to hold the anchovies, it's definitely time to end yet another column. Before ending, I want to thank Rick Murray and everyone at the Crown & Anchor in Provincetown, Massachusetts, for their hospitality last weekend. A couple weeks ago, I zipped down to PTown to attend the Miss Gay Massachusetts & Miss Gay New England Classic USofA Pageants—and special congrats to my darling Joanna James ( not only a "classic", but a class act ). It was windy and cold, but I managed to stay warm. Of course, things are always heating up at www.BillyMasters.com—the site where nothing's fishy. If you have a question, dash it off to Billy@BillyMasters.com and I promise to get back to you before Pam's sons make their own tape! Until next time, remember, one man's filth is another man's bible.
