Epstein Secrets

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

letcher and Stephen Gaghan and Mini Mortimer wearing her over- sized cat glasses. Bruce Cohen has invited me to the Oscar broadcast rehearsal. Inside the Kodak Theater’s massive audi- torium, I find a seat next to his proud parents. I watch Josh Brolin and Javier Bardem come out in white dinner jackets and flub their

hink...and do not think less of me for writing about you. Harvey Weinstein is a genius. He kept "The Artist" campaign going from a May premiere in Cannes all the w=y to February. His team told him he could win Best Picture back in France but he had to se= Eastwood, Spielberg, Scorsese, Daldry, Payne

's take evaluating performances seriously and they hone=tly didn't think he deserved this particular acting award. Although Cloone= knew going into the Kodak Theater that it was a tight race, it was hard f=r him to lose to Jean Dujardin, who barely speaks English. Also annoying to Clooney is that Jean is a one f

says, "There will be a ‘Social Network' upset at the Kodak Theater." Shear panic radiates from my every pore as he s

High-tech security includes photos and computer background checks. The only thing they don’t do is pat me down and ask for fingerprints. Once inside the Kodak Theater’s massive auditorium, I find a seat next to Bruce’s proud parents. I watch Josh Brolin and Javier Bardem come out in white dinner jackets and flub thei

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