Naomi Serviss
So the gap-toothed wise guy isn't perfect.
Are you? Granted, maybe you didn't sleep your way through a coterie of sweet-young-underlings, but do you want to throw that first stone?
Didn't think so. Dave's a typical man-pig. They can be found in any business or profession. Especially in Washington.
For industry watchers (not to mention customers), it seemed inevitable that Blockbuster would become the big engine that couldn’t. Not with Netflix, Redbox and television movies breathing down its neck.
Now that we’re getting used to Disney acquiring the Marvel franchise, what else can the Mouse House create to shore the budget bottom line?
Mickey has already freaked out Marvel fans by the possibility of de-gendering Thor and his lightning bolt. What else could be thrust upon the fawning public eager to pay big bucks to see a possible train-wreck?
Say it isn’t so, Rob Zombie! You’re not really going to remake that creaky classic, “The Blob,” that catapulted McQueen’s star legacy. Are you?
Before “The Great Escape,” and “The Thomas Crown Affair,” McQueen dipped his talent into whatever came along, just as most of us do in real life.
Call it cheesy, campy and old-fashioned, but who cares? It’s Steve McQueen, one of Hollywood’s hunks, in the golden age of celluloid.
Step right up gossip-lovers, here comes the latest in the I’m-the-Real-Dad Michael Jackson saga!
This time it’s Mark Lester (who?) claiming paternity.
If all those scumbags claiming paternity were truth-telling, those kids would have more bio-dads than Octomom's little money-makers.

