Good for them!
But he wants to talk to the pop princess one more time!
Because he’s awful and cheated on her!!!
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Yup, you read that right!!
NBC certainly does — they just ordered 13 episodes of Save Me into production!!
Anne will star in the network sitcom as a woman who, after a tragic accident, comes to believe she can communicate directly with God.
A pretty interesting irony, considering Heche’s infamous 2000 breakdown when she stripped down to her underoos, walked a few miles into the desert, and convinced herself that she was actually an alien being named Celestia who could talk to, you guessed it, God.
We give credit to NBC for casting the cray cray as cray cray and we’re pretty intrigued to see how all this plays out.
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The actress has signed on to star in an upcoming NBC comedy pilot.
The pilot, SAVE ME, will have Heche planning a woman who gets into a terrible accident. When she awakes, she believes she has to ability to channel God.
Heche will also serve as a producer of the show.
Will the show measure up? Or will it shrivel to dust like her former show?
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… with her real life beau James Tupper!
Anne Heche and James haven't worked together since they hooked up:
[They] are set to star in the Lifetime original movie Girl Fight, their first on-screen pairing since the ABC dramedy series Men In Trees on which they met.
The movie, Girl Fight, is about that horrific true story about the girl who was assaulted in Florida by other girls:
Inspired by the true story of Florida cheerleader Victoria Lindsay, Girl Fight recounts the harrowing story of Tori Lindsay, a 16-year-old, stellar high school student whose life spirals downward when her "friends" brutally beat her up and then upload a video of the attack onto the Internet. Heche and Tupper will play the girl's parents.
We definitely remember that story, and it was shocking enough to have to see it for real, and we'll be honest that we don't really want to see it again. And, we're sure Lifetime's reenactment will be much darker and grittier… Right? Anyone?
Anyway, it's always interesting to watch real-life couples try and recreate their chemistry for an on-screen performance, so we'll see how this goes!
Do U think it'll be good??
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What a cute kid!
Anne Heche arrived at LAX with her husband James Tupper and their adorably blonde hair, blue eyed son, Atlas.
Definitely one of the coolest names we've heard in a long time. That kid is set up for life with an instant conversation starter when he starts dating.
That, and he can say he's Anne Heche's son. Ha!
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Poor thing! That's the absolute worst!
"Our summer was so boring except last week our house was robbed. We're gonna buy more stuff and put it in there."
The crooks apparently got away with the couples' computers, jewelry, and various electronics, and Heche and her man are currently helping authorities track these scumbags down!
Best of luck, bb! Thank goodness no one was hurt!
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Ramin Setoodeh wrote possibly one of the most ignorant articles of all time for Newsweek Magazine, asserting that although straight men can play homosexual parts flawlessly, it doesn't work when gay people play heterosexual.
WTF kind of logic is that?!
Oh, we're sorry, are straight people just innately better performers than gays?? Or are straight people just so emotionally complex and superior that they can easily inhabit the role of a simple, caricature-like homosexual?
Here are some of infuriating gems published:
It's weird seeing Sean Hayes play straight. He comes off as wooden and insincere, like he's trying to hide something, which of course he is. Even the play's most hilarious scene, when Chuck tries to pick up a drunk woman at a bar, devolves into unintentional camp. Is it funny because of all the '60s-era one-liners, or because the woman is so drunk (and clueless) that she agrees to go home with a guy we all know is gay?
But the truth is, openly gay actors still have reason to be scared. While it's OK for straight actors to play gay (as Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger did in Brokeback Mountain), it's rare for someone to pull off the trick in reverse. De Rossi and Harris do that on TV, but they also inhabit broad caricatures, not realistic characters likes the ones in Up in the Air or even The Proposal.
As viewers, we are molded by a society obsessed with dissecting sexuality, starting with the locker-room torture in junior high school. Which is why it's a little hard to know what to make of the latest fabulous player to join Glee: Jonathan Groff, the openly gay Broadway star. In Spring Awakening, he showed us that he was a knockout singer and a heartthrob. But on TV, as the shifty glee captain from another school who steals Rachel's heart, there's something about his performance that feels off. In half his scenes, he scowls—is that a substitute for being straight? When he smiles or giggles, he seems more like your average theater queen, a better romantic match for Kurt than Rachel. It doesn't help that he tried to bed his girlfriend while singing (and writhing to) Madonna's Like a Virgin. He is so distracting, I'm starting to wonder if Groff's character on the show is supposed to be secretly gay.
Lesbian actresses might have it easier—since straight men think it's OK for them to kiss a girl and like it—but how many of them can you name? Cynthia Nixon was married to a man when she originated Miranda on Sex and the City. Kelly McGillis was straight when she steamed up Top Gun's sheets, and Anne Heche went back to dating men (including her Men in Trees costar). If an actor of the stature of George Clooney came out of the closet tomorrow, would we still accept him as a heterosexual leading man? It's hard to say. Or maybe not. Doesn't it mean something that no openly gay actor like that exists?
Or maybe, and call us a little crazy here, MAYBE it's because ignorant articles such as this are still being published, that perpetuate this kind of bigotry and ignorance that keep closeted gay leading men in the closet!
Shame on you, Newsweek!