IT'S BEEN a while since the last celebrity sex-tape scandal, but hollywoodlife.com is reporting that folks at Vivid Entertainment are vetting a tape brought to their attention, allegedly starring "Fancy" rapper Iggy Azalea.
Now she has 100 problems.
Iggy's boyfriend, basketballer Nick Young, is not too happy about the news.
"He hates it on so many levels," said a source. "If it is true, he doesn't believe that it is him in the video, he feels terrible for Iggy and what it would do to her career.
"Plus, with the NBA season coming about next month and with him being on the Lakers, he knows so much off-court attention will be brought to it and him, and that is a nightmare scenario for him," the source added. "He really hopes that this is not true, and, if it's true, that it never comes out."
Vivid co-chairman Steven Hirsch said in a statement: "I believe there would be a huge demand for her sex tape. Iggy has proved that she's an amazing talent. If there is any tape out there that can rival that of Kim Kardashian, this one is it!" he said. "We are conducting our due diligence, and if we are satisfied with our review, we will definitely try to make a deal to distribute the tape."
Our thoughts: We don't want to think about what entails their due diligence.
Faux sex-tape outrage is so passé. Not only has no one's career been ruined by a sex tape, most have been enhanced. People whose careers will be ruined by sex tapes tend not to make sex tapes.
Ira Sachs stopped in Philadelphia recently to speak with Gary Thompson about his new movie, "Love is Strange," currently posting an impressive 97 percent favorable rating on rottentamotoes. com. (See Thompson's review on Page 33.)
Sachs modestly deflected attention from his own writing and direction and talked about the good luck of having John Lithgow and Alfred Molina as his two leads, playing gay men who officially get married after decades together, only to have their cozy lives disrupted by change. (They lose their apartment; Lithgow's character ends up bunking with daughter-in-law Marisa Tomei).
Sachs said he certainly can't complain about the timing of it all. Lithgow's widely praised work in "Love is Strange" coincides with his recent return to the New York stage.
"It certainly doesn't hurt our movie that John has been so amazing this summer as King Lear [alongside Annette Bening] in Central Park," Sachs said. "And he's about to start a run [with Glenn Close] in the Edward Albee play, 'A Delicate Balance.' Really, you're talking about a person who's nearly 70, and he's more vigorous than ever."
Thompson replied that, with all due respect to Shakespeare, Lithgow's greatest and most vigorous role was and always would be Lord John Whorfin in "The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the 8th Dimension."
Sachs, a professor of cinema, admitted he was not intimately familiar with the 1984 masterpiece but said that it only demonstrates that "John has been wonderful for a long time."
Every September, we head up to the Toronto International Film Festival for a week to get the jump on Hollywood awards-season movies.
This year, we're stumped.
While there were great performances aplenty at TIFF, no film jumped to the head of the pack, as "12 Years a Slave," "Gravity," "Silver Linings Playbook" and "The King's Speech" had done at past fests.
Among our favorites were J.K. Simmons and Miles Teller in "Whiplash," Benedict Cumberbatch and Keira Knightley in "The Imitation Game" and the British coal-miner/gay-activist comedy/drama "Pride."
Eddie Redmayne as Stephen Hawking and Felicity Jones as his first wife, Jane, are terrific in "The Theory of Everything." Jennifer Aniston is raw and gritty and in serious pain in "Cake," from director Daniel Barnz. And people were raving about Steve Carell's performance as John du Pont in "Foxcatcher," and Reese Witherspoon in the adaptation of Cheryl Strayed's book "Wild."
Films securing distribution deals at TIFF included Chris Rock's "Top Five," Richard LaGravenese's "The Last Five Years," Noah Baumbach's "While We're Young," Tom McCarthy's "The Cobbler," Lone Scherfig's "The Riot Club," Jean-Baptiste Leonetti's "The Reach" and Ed Zwick's "Pawn Sacrifice."
Other films generating sales buzz were the Dustin Hoffman-starrer "Boychoir," the previously mentioned "Cake" and the out-there sci-fi, '60s musical "Bang, Bang Baby," starring Jane Levy ("Suburgatory").
_ To filmmakers, publicists, journalists and fans, Toronto is a whirlwind, with reporters running from interviews to screenings on tightly coordinated schedules - which all fall apart by the second day.
During the TV press day for "St. Vincent," for instance, star Bill Murray took his entire cast to lunch - and disappeared for three hours.
The festival is also hell on the publicists, who have to deal with cranky journalists, fight Toronto traffic and make sure that stars have exactly what they need, instantly.
One overworked, overtired studio publicist forgot that she had changed hotel rooms during the festival and learned that her old key still worked when she mistakenly went to her old room.
So, there she is in the bathroom, playing "Candy Crush" on the can, when there's a man standing in the doorway.
"What are you doing in my room?!" she screams.
"What are you doing in my room," he replies, adding, "Uh, let's discuss this when you're done."