“I’m 16, so I’m a little timid. I’m just worried about going to jail. So at the first bar, I was kind of scared. But then the girls were like, ‘Come over here!’ And we all started drinking off the tap. By the time [we got to] the second or the third bar, one of the bars had those cowboy doors. And by then I was f–king lit, and I was feeling it. So I kick those cowboy doors in and I go, ‘AAARRRGH!’ And the whole bar full of adults turns and goes, ‘AAARRRGH!’ And it was on. I’m leaning on the bar, squirting [the rum] in their mouths, squirting it in mine. I was singing Marilyn Manson covers with the band by the end.”—
“The instinct is to play to the room, because otherwise the audience there gets really bored and restless. Me with my theater background, I played to the back row of the Kodak, which has 3,500 people. To the people at home, it could come off as a little over-the-top. I’ve never seen it, but I felt like I made a rookie mistake.”—Anne Hathaway has some Oscar-hosting advice for Seth MacFarlane — based on her own ill-fated hosting stint in 2011.
“When I hear right-wing talk-radio hosts and ideologues rail against ‘the culture of violence’ as represented in the fictional mayhem of movies, television and videogames while they shrug off actual bloodshed, I wonder if they are human.”—Columnist Mark Harris has some thoughts about violence and Hollywood in the wake of Newtown.
“I’m used to working with professionals that know their lines. Even the ones that are written on cue cards in front of you.”—Oh, snap! Samuel L. Jackson is still saying that he didn’t drop an f-bomb on SNL— and blaming the whole incident on Kenan Thompson, who was apparently supposed to cut Jackson off after he said “fuh.”
“Entertainment moguls don’t have an absolute right to glorify murder.”—Outspoken right to bear arms advocate Joe Scarborough has reversed his position on gun control in the wake of Friday’s horrific elementary school shooting. And he’s not happy about the prevalence of violent images in pop culture, either.
“He left, in May, when the moon was full, and my life admits an absence shaped like a grumpy, maniacal genius. Maurice Sendak was my friend for 35 years, and he remains my muse despite the distance insisted upon by death.”—Another reason to pick up EW this week: 12 pages of moving tributes to 2012’s late greats, including Wicked author Gregory Maguire’s celebration of Maurice Sendak.
Examples include a Christmas-inspired funeral complete with reindeer, elves and snow, and a singer known for his famous rib sauce jingle remembered at a BBQ-themed funeral — including live pigs, praise dancers, and a BBQ sauce fountain where loved ones dip a ceremonious rib to say goodbye. “We’re going to make these families extremely happy at the worst moments of their lives,” Beckman says.