Epstein Secrets

on the elevator until I spot Benny Medina. Once on, I see the radiant Jennifer Lopez in the corner and remind her we met on Len Blavatnik’s yacht in Cannes. She graciously pretends to know me. Her manager, Benny Medina is kicking me. I slip into Colin Firth’s booth by the front bar to have a tete-a-tete

hette, Susan and Robert Downey,Jr., and Debra and Hugh Jackman. Next stop is The Weinstein Company’s Pre-Oscar party at the Soho House, sponsored by MontBlanc, celebrating their new charity partnership and $1 million dollar donation to the Princess Grace Foundation-USA. Long gone are the funky Miramax Satur

on the elevator until I spot Benny Medina. Once on, I see the radiant Jennifer Lopez in the corner and remind her we met on Len Blavatnik’s yacht in Cannes. She graciously pretends to know me. Her manager, Benny Medina is kicking me. I slip into Colin Firth’s booth by the front bar to have a tete-a-tete

hette, Susan and Robert Downey,Jr., and Debra and Hugh Jackman. Next stop is The Weinstein Company’s Pre-Oscar party at the Soho House, sponsored by MontBlanc, celebrating their new charity partnership and $1 million dollar donation to the Princess Grace Foundation-USA. Long gone are the funky Miramax Satur

a 400-pound gorilla refuses to let me on the elevator. Once on, I see Jennifer Lopez in the corner and remind her we met on Len Blavatnik’s yacht in Cannes. She graciously pretends to remember me. Her manager, Benny Medina, is kicking me. I slip into Colin Firth’s booth to have a téte-a-téte with him an

er, Cate Blanchet, Susan and Robert Downey Jr. and Debra and Hugh Jackman. Next stop is The Weinstein Company’s party at the Soho House sponsored by MontBlanc. Long gone are the funky Miramax Saturday night soirees where nominees spoofed their own films in homemade costumes and ad-libbed hilarious skits. No

400-pound gorilla refuses to let me on the elevator. Once on, I see Jennifer Lopez in the corner and remind her we met on Len Blavatnik's yacht in Cannes. She graciously pretends to remember me. Her manager, Benny Medina, is kicking me. I slip into Colin Firth's booth to have a tete-a-tare with him

, Cate Blanchet, Susan and Robert Downey Ir. and Debra and Hugh Jackman. Next stop is The Weinstein Company's party at the Soho House sponsored by MontBlanc. Long gone arc the funky Miramax Saturday night soirees where nominees spoofed their own films in homemade costumes and ad-libbed hilarious skits.

n the elevator until I spot Benny Medina. Once on, I see the radiant Jennifer Lopez in the corner and remind her we met on Len Blavatnik's yacht in Cannes. She graciously pretends to know me. Her manager, Benny Medina is kicking me. I slip into Colin Firth's booth by the front bar to have a tete-a-tet

tte, Susan and Robert Downey,Jr., and Debra and Hugh Jackman. Next stop is The Weinstein Company's Pre-Oscar party at the Soho House, sponsored by MontBlanc, celebrating their new charity partnership and $1 million dollar donation to the Princess Grace Foundation-USA. Long gone are the funky Miramax Sat

ances of the 2011 Oscar race for the most revered artistic honor in the world. This is how nine films fell into the big picture. Three premiered in Cannes mid-May, a distant nine months ago, creating an Oscar campaign as long as any human pregnancy. At the Palais, the first inkling of Oscar buzz was bor

him from a distance and gave him Best Original Screenplay as a consolation. Terrence Malicks long-awaited, esoteric The Tree of Life was unveiled at Cannes and won the coveted Palme D’Or, positioning it for a nomination. The Artist, created by the French, shot in Hollywood and about Hollywood was the fe

American Princess. Tom wished I had gone to the crowded champagne brunch in honor of Prince Albert and Princess Charlene at the Bel- Air Hotel where Montblanc launched Grace Kelly watches. Simultaneously, TV producer Gary Pudney hosted another secretive, lunch which Albert and Charlene actually attended wit

ances of the 2011 Oscar race for the most revered artistic honor in the world. This is how nine films fell into the big picture. Three premiered in Cannes mid-May, a distant nine months ago, creating an Oscar campaign as long as any human pregnancy. At the Palais, the first inkling of Oscar buzz was bo

h American Princess. Tom wished | had gone to the crowded champagne brunch in honor of Prince Albert and Princess Charlene at the Bel-Air Hotel where Montblanc launched Grace Kelly watches. Simultaneously, TV producer Gary Pudney hosted another secretive lunch which Albert and Charlene actually attended with