Is it Demi Moore Twitter-deathwatch time? The actress has been forced to defend her looks in 140-characters or less multiple times in the past month. First when one of her followers said she looked old, she had the applaudable response of: "I'm 47. How am I supposed to look?"; and now she's defending her W cover, swearing it wasn't Photoshopped. Not so applaudable.
Demi Moore Denies Photoshopping For December Cover
Words for the Dying W
When the mock funeral for the Z train took place last week, some wondered why the endangered W wasn't getting any straphanger love. The Observer has a sprawling piece on the line, which is currently on the chopping block, saying "the W’s exit would somewhat coincide with that of the outgoing U.S. president, with whom it appropriately shared an initial, an era (2001-2008) and dismal approval ratings." While they ponder if New Yorkers are better without the "W-orst" train, it could lead to overcrowded N and R trains, which they say are already "overburdened." So is the W worth saving? One man noted: “I think it will be missed when local riders along Broadway and in Astoria realize their train interval just got halved! Otherwise, probably not, it didn’t serve any particularly unique routing (mostly the same as the N + R).”
Weekend Movie Forecast: W. or What Just Happened
Oliver Stone's latest president biopic W. opens today, and stars Josh Brolin as 43, Richard Dreyfuss as Vice and Thandie Newton as Condoleezza. Ornery Armond White at the New York Press calls it "the best example of American filmmaking courage since Munich." Then again, here's a man who thinks that "for the past eight years, the media elite have fought back against Bush." Right! The press sure gave Bush hell when the administration was ramping up for Iraq, didn't they? Anyway, Jeffrey Wells at Hollywood Elsewhere, no Neocon, says it's "one of the most startling and surprising films of the year. The damn movie leaves you feeling sorry for this fucker at the finale, and that ain't hay."

