Here’s a fun rumor I’d like to indulge: a big screen version of The Hills might be headed our way. Back last year when the series ended, Hills creator Adam DiVello hinted that he wanted to take the seminal pseudo-reality show to the multiplex, but alas, the cast wasn’t on board.
Now it’s been a year, and the stars have aligned. Maybe. Audrina Patridge told Ryan Seacrest that “We’ve all had our break. Maybe we’ll all come back together and do a movie.” Translation: “Okay, I’m ready to be famous again.”
Of course, just because Audrina has fleetingly suggested she’d be game for a Hills movie doesn’t make it a green-lit project. However, with Lauren’s MTV pilot rejected, Heidi’s fame dwindling, and Whitney… well, Whitney seems happy and plucky — point is, the time might be right to get the band back together. I know I’d watch (and don’t you dare pass judgment, especially if you’re racing out to see Glee 3D). If only there were an epic big screen edition of The City in the pipeline too. Kelly Cutrone in Imax? I’m there.
There’s only one question: what will hit theaters first — this project or the Arrested Development movie?
Nylon Magazine celebrated its twelfth anniversary tonight with a big ol’ bash at Tru in Hollywood, a swanky new club that hasn’t even opened to the public. I headed on over to the event with my friend Julia (sadly, the lovely Phamtastic was out of town and couldn’t join us), and even though it was unseasonably cold out, I knew things would be ever so hot inside, mostly because Kyle Richards from Real Housewives of Beverly Hills was just two feet behind me as I walked in the door. Yes, I had hit the pop culture sweet spot with this party, and by the end of the evening I had taken photos with stars of the holy trinity of TV shows: Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, The City, and Gossip Girl… Continue reading →
It’s official. Well, 99% official. Whitney Port told Ryan Seacrest that The City was dunzo.
Vulture writes: “As of right now it doesn’t really look like we’re doing it anymore,” said the 25-year-old fashion designer. When asked if it could possibly move from MTV to another network, Port said, “No, at this point it’s not.”
This is terrible news for those of us loved the New York City-based series. I’ve gone on record before and said that The City is one of the best reality shows of all time, and I staunchly defend that statement. Ultimately, however, MTV simply wasn’t the proper home for it, and thus in this era of Teen Mom and Jersey Shore, it was inevitable that the adventures of Whitney and Roxy and Erin and Olivia (not to mention Joe Zee and Kelly Cutrone) would be cut short.
We’ve yet to hear an official official cancellation notice from MTV, but the outlook does not look good.
We love young romance, and we also love Whitney Port. That being said, we also love gay speculation, and it seems like all three of these things have been bundled up into an egg roll of intrigue that has left us asking “Is Whitney dating a gay dude?” A gallery of Whit-Whit with her new man, Ben Nemtin, has the gossip wags sharpening their knives. Exhibits A through Z can be found here:
We took a little break for a few weeks, but Banter with Ben and Lisa is back! On this week’s show, Lisa and I let the banter blender whir out of control as our discussion of Jersey Shore quickly spirals into a free-for-all gabfest about Martha Stewart, Mariah Carey, Step Up 3D, helicopters, infomercials, and Danielle Staub’s recent musical performance on WPIX. Plus, because it was so nice out, Lisa and I brought the laptop and Snowball microphone up to my roof to enjoy the many splendors of Mother Nature (which, in LA, includes various honking horns and overhead aircraft). Unfortunately, my laptop is old, and for some reason, when it recorded us, it made our voices sound ever so slightly higher pitch, which is somewhat amusing. A touch of chipmunk never hurt anyone, right?
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With The Hills heading off the air for good on Tuesday, not many people were talking about The City, whose latest triumphant season came to an end with quite the cliffhanger. Would Whitney stick with Kelly Cutrone, or would she dip her feet in new waters with pink-clad publicist Alison Brod. The contrast between the two women could not be more stark, and while fans clearly want more Cutrone, methinks Whitney is going to go to the dark side (which is ironically brightly colored) and learn the hard way the value of loyalty.
This, of course, assumes that Whitney and / or The City is coming back. My friends at other publications are buzzing that the show is dunzo, but I can assure you that as of press time, it has not been cancelled and is very much so alive. Don’t ask me how I know this, but I can assure you, my intel is excellent (watch the show get axed tomorrow — not that I’m advocating such a thing. Great. Now I’ve cursed it).
I already posted a recap of The Hills finale, but MTV hadn’t posted pics yet from the episode. Now they’re up, which means that I can put a close to The Hills with one last photocap for old time’s sake.
And now it’s over. Last night, The Hills sadly went off the air, capping a television season that saw many heavy hitters (Lost, 24, and Law & Order) go the way of the dodo. It was a bittersweet moment for me. Bitter because the show I had loved (and occasionally loved to hate) was now gone. Sweet because, well, I don’t know. Scratch that. THIS WAS AN ALL BITTER EXPERIENCE, AND NOW I’M ANGRY. Why must the TV gods yank this series from the airwaves, especially when it had just found its voice again in the past few weeks?
Alas, all good things must come to an end, and truth is that prior to its late-run rejuvenation, The Hills was kind of running on fumes. Plus, media awareness of the cast and all their lives really undermined any element of surprise, which is maybe why last night’s finale lacked some of the drama that perhaps was intended. The whole premise was that the central clique of girls — Kristin, Audrina, Steph, and Lo — were suddenly, for no apparent reason on screen, at a crossroads in their life. They had reached a quarter-life crisis, one that no doubt was spurred on by MTV’s decision to cancel the show. Now they all wanted to figure out what to do with their lives (ie. pitch their next reality show projects), which meant it was time to “move on.”
Now, I realize that at the ripe old age of 31 I may be over the hill, but when I hit 25, my friends and I didn’t suddenly raise a glass to the good times and decide to hit the road. But this was the finale; so I suppose we can suspend disbelief and pretend like these women were all on the verge of disappearing into the ether that had swallowed up Lauren Conrad whole.
I nearly fainted in horror when I heard those dreaded words at the end of this week’s episode of The City. You know what I’m talking about: “Next week on the season finale.” Nooooooo!!! It can’t be over already! This wonderful gem must continue on. Give us five more episodes, MTV. Ten! Twelve! Alas, our season is about to end, and if rumors are to be believed, this may by it for the series as a whole. However, I refuse to believe that this most excellent program could be leaving us forever.
Instead, I’ll focus on the positive: girl fights! And man were there girl fights galore on this week’s show. The bitchiness came courtesy of Whitney, of all people, who was still stewing over Roxy being unable to make that popstar trollop wear her blazer. The tension was thick between the two former besties, and when Kelly Cutrone waltzed by to invite them to an event that night, it was all I could do to refrain from laughing as the girls barely acknowledged each other despite being two feet away. When Whitney then inform Kelly that her collection might be used in an Ashley Greene photo shoot, Roxy muttered something about how hard it is to keep clothing on celebrities. It was such a Debbie Downer moment that I actually half expected to hear a trumpet go “Waa-wwaaaaaaah.”
Major dramz on The City! Whitney and Roxy got into a huge fight, and now it looks like the roomies will be going their separate ways! It all started when Roxy was tasked with making sure a Canadian popstar named LIGHTS would wear a piece from the Whitney Eve line during a concert. I had my doubts about this LIGHTS character, but Kelly claimed she’d be the next big thing, and the last time Kelly did that, she was talking about Lady Gaga; so I’ll refrain from judgment. Nevertheless, LIGHTS was totally a punker kid — or so she claimed. I’d say that in terms of rock, she was less punk and more Fraggle, but that’s neither here nor there. The point is that the girly girl Whitney Eve collection didn’t seem to be a perfect match. Nevertheless, Roxy thanklessly pushed forward, all but strapping the fickle starlet into an outfit for the concert.
Ultimately, LIGHTS opted for a blazer to wear over her shirt, but as luck would have it, the moment she stepped on stage, she eschewed the big black thing and dropped it on the ground where it sat dejectedly for the entire concert. Up in the balcony, Whitney looked on in horror as her baby collected dust by LIGHTS’ feet. She was not happy at all as this was supposed to be a giant break for her collection (actually, I’d say the break was having it publicized on MTV week in and week out for a few months now, but what do I know?). Whit-Whit soon found Roxy and chewed out her friend for failing on all fronts. It was a refreshing change and part of the New Whitney, who has revealed herself to be a somewhat empowered, occasionally bossy young lady (earlier in the episode, she commanded Roxy’s photographer friend to take photos of her blazer — it was intense enough for Kelly to suggest that she relax a bit).