DOZED AND CONFUSED
The enterprising William Shatner has an unerring (if inadvertent) ability to keep it real with the kids. To wit, his latest camp classic, those warped Priceline.com ads. Sharp-eyed viewers will notice Shatner’s musical monologues are backed up by two street-cred-providing indie rockers: Sleater-Kinney guitarist Carrie Brownstein and Helium singer-guitarist Mary Timony. Brownstein says working with Shatner was a challenge, especially when the former Star Trek captain fell asleep on the set and nothing could wake him — not even screechy guitar feedback. Adds the guitarist, “I guess he’s used to tuning out anything that doesn’t directly involve him.”
Robert Redford has just joined the illustrious ranks of celebs trashed by South Park’s Matt Stone and Trey Parker. The Sundance Film Festival founder got a drubbing from the cartoon creators via their rock-band side project DVDA at this year’s Lapdance film festival (one of several rebel events held alongside Sundance). Though Stone and Parker’s rowdy Park City performance included such songs as “David Kelley, TV Warrior” (expressing awe at Kelley’s ability to write comedies and dramas and make love to Michelle Pfeiffer), the most provocative new tune was “Robert Redford F—s Babies.” (Sample lyrics: “I showed a film at Sundance…and all was well/Robert Redford helped me get a movie deal/I used to live in Texas, but now I live in hell…”) The unnatural attack on the Natural star was nothing personal, insists Stone: “We just want to expose a little bit of what Sundance really is, which is not the friend of independent film only, but friend to Hollywood, too.” Of course, the duo may still be smarting from 1993, when they paid $50 to submit their no-budget first film, Cannibal: The Musical, and never even got a rejection letter. Redford’s reps had no comment.
Goldie Hawn is nothing if not supportive of actress daughter Kate Hudson (200 Cigarettes), who recounts this recent example, en route to the Feb. 6 American Comedy Awards in Los Angeles: “In the limo, my brother was mad at me because my boob kept falling out of my dress whenever I leaned over. Mom said, ‘Shut up, Oliver, it’s beautiful.'”
MEANINGLESS TREND OF THE WEEK: DEAD FROGS
— Magnolia’s apocalyptic amphibious downpour — Julia Roberts retrieving a croaked croaker in the trailer for Erin Brockovich — Endangered WB spokestoon Michigan J. Frog
”I knew that Leo would attract the ladies, so I came to watch.” — NewsRadio’s ANDY DICK at the L.A. premiere of the Leonardo DiCaprio thriller The Beach