Epstein Secrets

e Isaacs, the first black female president of the Academy, was honored with a Trailblazer Award. President

udd Apatow, Jeff Klein and John Goldwyn, Rupert Murdoch, Steve Newhouse, Les Moonves, and Jimmy Buffet. I ran through the Governor's Ball and found Bryan Lourd and Fox’s beloved leader Jim Gianopulos, ushered by Fox Searchlight’s Michelle Hooper, sitting at Brad Pitt’s empty 2 table because everyone else wa

st into combat. For the second year nearly 6,00@ Academy members have nominated 10 films and the battle is

have not conceded. The ballots are counted, the party invites are out and still the feelings are raw. Filmmakers are exhausted from campaigning. At Bryan Lourd's famous star studded party Sony Classics’ Co-President Michael Barker announces to me he has taken a random sampling of voters in the room. He says, "

t into combat. For the second year, nearly 6,000 Academy members have nominated 10 films and the battle se

an and Hammer that makes it impossible to get near the house. The world’s ee most famous faces cower under black umbrellas and makea [Uy run for it. Bryan Lourd and Bruce Bozzi receive friends at the door all night. Inside, Uma Thurman tells me she finally moved into a | me doorman building in New York after

immediately hand him the Oscar for Best Picture. Academy rules and Woody forbade marketing this gem. Wood

hority on Hitler, to George Clooney who is writing a thriller about the Nazis stealing art. Clooney whispered, “The Frenchman is winning.” | thanked Bryan Lourd, Kevin Huvane and Richard Lovett, got on the bus and prayed that | get invited back. Saturday, February 25 | dragged my tired ass to the Academy, a

immediately hand him the Oscar for Best Picture. Academy rules and Woody forbade marketing this gem. Wood

hority on Hitler, to George Clooney who is writing a thriller about the Nazis stealing art. Clooney whispered, “The Frenchman is winning.” I thanked Bryan Lourd, Kevin Huvane and Richard Lovett, got on the bus and prayed that I get invited back. SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 25 I dragged my tired ass to the Academy, as