Early on in Lindsay, OWN’s four part “docu-series” by Emmy-nominated filmmaker Amy Rice, we see Oprah sit down with the former Mean Girls actress and ask her what she wants to get out of her experience.
“Just to be,” Lindsay Lohan says. “Just to be honest and open and just…me.” It’s a cringe-worthy moment in a show filled with cringe-worthy moments, made all the more cringe-worthy because you know how bad you are for watching it. But what Oprah says next, to the woman who just came out of rehab and who she just paid $2 million to shoot a documentary about, is even worse.
“Okay, because that’s my intention too,” says Queen O. “My intention is to serve as a path for you to be able to do that. And so if I know that’s what you really want to do, I’m going to call you on it when I feel like you’re really not.”
Call it a win for those of us who had to listen to friends self-righteously claim to “not own a TV” for years, knowing all this time that what they really meant is that they were watching on their laptops. Read More
Shield your eyes
There’s a moment in this preview for Oprah’s new documentary, Lindsay, where you wonder what it is that you’re watching exactly. Is this just another faux-concerned exploitative series about a troubled celebrity? Since Oprah hired Emmy-nominated filmmaker Amy Rice (and because she’s Oprah), we really don’t want to believe that this is another The Two Coreys, or Celebrity Rehab or even Living Lohan.
One of the rooms will be decorated with mug shots of celebs like Lindsay Lohan and Frank Sinatra. Read More
In late September, chef Jamie Bissonnette stood nervous as hell at some East Village bar. “I can’t take it,” he said of opening Toro, his first New York restaurant. “We open tomorrow. It took over two years. It’s all on the line now—my life, career, everything.”
Three months later, on New Year’s Eve of all days, The New York Times’ food critic, Pete Wells, dropped a wonderful two-star review on Toro, writing, “How can a menu this big have so many excellent dishes and so few disappointments?”
Living La Vida Lohan
As I write this, I’m about to board a boat with “Lindsay Lohan’s thug,” a.k.a. Ray LeMoine, a guy whose recent press mentions range from face puncher to humanitarian to bar owner. Indeed, over the past few days, Mr. LeMoine has become a tabloid anti-celeb, and we’re on the run.
Fashion Week Observed
Dina Lohan, mother of the completely stable, drug-free Lindsay Lohan (our generation’s poster child for Adderall addiction) was arrested Thursday night in Nassau County for drunk diving. O’doi.
Fashion Week Observed
It was Wednesday, more than a week into the biannual cocktails-and-couture marathon. And though there’s still one more night, the bash for Olivier Zahm’s ultra hip magazine seemed like the grande finale. Read More
How is it possible that the Boom Boom Room is still the Boom Boom Room? New York spots aren’t supposed to survive the winter after Fashion Week. But somehow the Top of the Standard, the golden canopy in Gotham’s skies, has lasted a half-decade.
“What makes it enduring?” Andre Balazs asked us during the rollicking five-year anniversary party he threw for his joint Thursday night. The proprietor of the fine cocktail spot and the hotel that houses it was standing steps away from the Boom Boom Room’s sprawling classic bar, its centerpiece bursting as always with gold-lit tubes like a giant warped church organ. “I think it’s the people, it’s like a child growing up. You can have all the great things, the great view and everything else, but the key to anything is attentiveness.”
Viewers may have been disappointed after tuning into Oprah’s Next Chapter with Lindsay Lohan last night; the starlet turned media train wreck stuck to the repentant rehab-er script and forwent any bombshells about her personal life. Nor did Oprah, who gave Ms. Lohan $2 million in July for the exclusive interview and an eight-part docu-series, press The Canyons actress on any subject, making for critically boring programming and further reinforcing everyone’s belief that the moment Lohan appears on camera, a production becomes unwatchable. Not even Oprah, apparently, is immune to the curse.
However, there was something to be salvaged from the otherwise tame interview with the 27-year-old: