Clive Owen has been shooting Duplicity with Julia Roberts in New York. He was on set yesterday wearing the sh*t out of a grey suit and a pair of shades. Yum. Forgot to mention seeing him at the Costume Institute Gala the other night. He dashed in quickly, almost unnoticed, looking sharp in a black tux, and not wee at all. Full Story

Clive Owen’s ad for Hypnose Homme Lancome and click here for the commercial. Now tell me you wouldn’t want him wanting you with his eyes like that. A little sweaty now?  Full Story

The superlative-exhausting Cate Blanchett on the cover and on the pages of UK Harper’s Bazaar. The Golden Age opens tomorrow…and if you love Cate in costume, Cate all majestic, Cate showing off her killer skin, and Cate crushing on a swarthy manly man Clive Owen, it might be an enjoyable Friday night out. Full Story

If you love Cate Blanchett as I love Cate Blanchett you will love The Golden Age. It’s the way she speaks, it’s the way only she can deliver a performance so authentically regal, it’s the costuming, it’s Clive sodding Owen standing there dripping in hotness tempting her to give up her virginity…again. Full Story

Cate Blanchett the one and only on the carpet last night at the premiere of The Golden Age. As usual, she is flawless. As usual, she is the epitome of elegance…even in a shapeless gown, Cate owns it like no one else. The Golden Age arrives in theatres next week. If you loved the first, you will also love the second. Full Story

Quite a year… seems like EVERYONE showed up. Too many names to name but the Hot factor was on full tilt. Let’s start with Clive, shall we? Clive promoting his new film Shoot ‘Em Shot – shot in Toronto. Take a good hard look at that shot of him biting his lip and don’t tell me your loins aren’t quivering. Full Story

Clive Owen is the face of Lancome Hypnose Homme. Cheesy pose but still…hot enough to set your loins aflame. Thanks Dinah! source  Full Story

Well that was fast. Amanda Peet gave birth to a baby girl 8 weeks ago. Here’s Amanda cleverly hiding any remaining traces of pregnancy, looking lovely and fresh at the Oscar de la Renta boutique opening yesterday in LA. Seems like motherhood has also helped with the assy fashion sension. Because as much as I like Amanda Peet, you can’t deny – before the child anyway – that she had a nasty dressing problem. Full Story

Hollywood Mother of the Year Dina Lohan reportedly spent the weekend in Miami guzzling champagne with abandon, spending over $750 on booze, and rolling with a crowd of 20—somethings from club to club. She says she was simply trying “sign” a new DJ. What…because she’s, like, Hollywood top Manager now? Bitch needs to get a life. Full Story

Ellen Barkin is a feisty broad. Ralph Fiennes is a sexy perv. I love them both. And I LOVE them both TOGETHER. They’ve apparently been seen out and about NYC, sharing drinks at the Waverly Inn and heading out together at the end of the night. As they were leaving, Ralph apparently held her close, whispering what I imagine to be very, very, very naughty thoughts in her ear - dirty words with an English accent…. Full Story

Well…the police hate her too. Not only because she’s a lying cow but also because she’s so wrapped up in her own imaginary drama that she ties up their phone lines too. “A disproportionate” number of calls coming from her home because she’s being followed, because she’s being harassed, because she wants an audience while she practices her dance routine – none of the reasons warranting further action, all of them requiring diversion on the part of authorities from real matters of pressing concern. Full Story

More for you than it is for me. Or least those of you who plead so ardently for Gerry’s inclusion on the Freebie 5. He’s hunky, alright. And talented. And Scottish. The accent is important. And not a famewhore. And sexy enough. And if he’s on yours, I totally get it. But my problem is choosing between him and Clive Owen and Daniel Craig – each unique in his own right but for all intents and purposes, each belongs in the same Rugged-not-Pretty-not-Conventional-but-Quivering-as-all-Hell Category and as such, which one do you single out on a list of only 5? But that’s my problem, not yours. Full Story

In photos, because of the light and the flashbulbs, you really don’t get the sense. In photos, because of the light and the flashbulbs, Clive Owen was The Hotness. And he still is The Hotness. Except for the hair. In person, the hair was recently coloured and coloured not that well. A shade too dark and…well…I don’t know how to describe it but there were some blending issues, you know? Like what a fugitive on the run would look like if he picked up a box of L’Oreal Preference from the drug store and changed his hair in a gas station bathroom to avoid detection. Full Story