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Anna Kendrick Defends Mae Whitman

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Mae Whitman retweeted HitFix’s article speculating about why Independence Day 2 recast her, which basically confirms their theory that she wasn’t Hollywood hot enough. Total BS, especially since The Duff overperformed and solidified her status as bankable. I’m with Anna Kendrick on this one.

-How can you not love Mae when she wears a suit covered in naked ladies?

Ian Somerhalder’s wedding guests included Vampire Diaries’ costars Kat Graham, Paul Wesley and Matt Davis. If Nina Dobrev ever had an excuse to bail on an event, it was this one.

-Why would Susan Sarandon agree to be on a reality series? WHY?

-I adore Kristen Wiig‘s rambling, in-character (but not really) appearances on Fallon.

-NBC is pulling a Netflix and is going to make the entire season of David Duchovny‘s Aquarius available online after the first ep airs this summer. This is probably only exciting to people who’ve never tried to watch anything on NBC.com.

Chris Evans surprised the crap out of Scarlett Johansson on Ellen and it was hilarious. Thank god. That press tour needed a win.

-Weird: we nearly had John Krasinski as Captain America and Emily Blunt as Agent Carter.

Ben Affleck tried to creep around the Toronto set of Suicide Squad unnoticed. It didn’t work.

-This is a great story about how Hollywood keeps women out (even though it doesn’t depict George Clooney in the best light).

Kevin Spacey was owned by a 5-year-old in a presidential trivia challenge on Ellen.

-Can someone please explain Clickhole to Russell Crowe? ‘Cause this is getting embarrassing.

-I don’t understand how Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2 keeps casting people I love. I don’t have to see this movie, do I? Please Hollywood, don’t make me see this movie.

-What it’s like to be friends with Amy Poehler? (Spoiler alert: it’s awesome)

-The custody battle between Rosie O’Donnell and her estranged wife over their 2-year-old daughter is getting ugly.

-Depressing: Nicholas Brendon (Buffy’s Xander) continues to break our hearts. There’s a warrant out for his arrest in Florida.

Jaden Smith shared a moment with Owen Wilson and tweeted about it because celebs are just like us.

Blake Lively’s backup plan is to go to Harvard Business School. Mwahahaha!

-No surprise here: Oprah just pulled the plug on Dr. Oz’s radio show.

-Wait, wait, wait — the new Emma Stone/Ryan Gosling movie is going to be a musical? I think I just got the vapors.

-Speaking of swoonage, how am I supposed to handle a double dose of Tom Hardy in the same film?!

-The trailer for Cameron Crowe’s Aloha, starring Bradley Cooper, Bill Murray, Rachel McAdams and Emma Stone, looks very Cameron Crowe-y. I can’t decide if that’s a good thing or not.

Nicki Minaj Doesn’t Want To Talk About Her Ass – Or Anything Else

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-If you want to maintain a good opinion of Nicki Minaj, you might want to skip her new GQ profile. She falls asleep on the interviewer (four times!), dismisses questions about what “Anaconda” is trying to say about body image (“I knew that I wanted a gym theme. And that’s that.” ), and generally comes off as bored and inarticulate.

-The stars from Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants reunited again this weekend to support America Ferrera’s Broadway performance. The fact that those four still hang out is more incredible to me than a pair of magical jeans that fit them all.

Jada Pinkett Smith (the best thing about Gotham) landed her role because she arrived at her audition with a man on a leash.

-This video of Jamie Oliver and Taylor Swift having a “bake off” for charity is surprisingly adorable.

-I actually kind of think Taylor Swift’s advice to Selena Gomez about not being the smartest person in the room is a bit mean girl-y. Just me?

-Oh dear. Buffy star (and newlywed) Nicholas Brendon was arrested this weekend on suspicion of damaging property and resisting arrest in Idaho, where he was attending the Tree City Comic Con. He’s blaming a mix of prescription meds and alcohol. I hope his past problems haven’t resurfaced.

-Secret emails reveal that Kim Kardashian now demands $1 million per endorsement.

-James Franco looks pretty happy for someone who just tackled a paparazzo.

Seth Rogen fulfilled his lifelong dream (and mine) to sing “Poison” onstage with Bell Biv DeVoe.

-Glee star Matthew Morrison married model Renee Puente this weekend. This People story about it feels like a copy and paste from a press release. Did we really need to know who the event planner, photographer and videographer were?

-In other weekend wedding news, Candice Accola got hitched and most of her Vampire Diaries costars showed up to help her celebrate.

Tom Hanks has written a short story for the New Yorker because there’s absolutely nothing that man isn’t good at.

Jennifer Garner is taking credit for Ben Affleck going full-frontal in Gone Girl. But what if you blinked and missed it? What then? Don’t fail me now, Tumblr!!

Ansel Elgort went to Amsterdam and visited the bench from The Fault in our Stars, which is kind of sweet. I guess I’ll forgive him for making dumb comments about how his social media outreach is stronger than any publication’s.

-As you gaze upon the hotness of Lenny Kravitz‘s photo spread in Uptown Magazine, remind yourself that he’s now 50.

-I finally caught up on the Serial podcast and now I’m obsessed. Finding this subReddit where people have made insanely detailed timelines and evidence lists isn’t helping.

-It looks like Mulaney‘s Fox sitcom might be the first casualty of the new TV season. I love his standup (and he wrote the Stefon bits for SNL), but his show is really, really bad.

Jessie Ware says Momofuku’s pork buns have shaped her life. I feel her.

Ryan Reynolds was honoured at Canada’s Walk of Fame, but Blake Lively didn’t accompany him. Perhaps if she had, she would have talked him out of that terrible tux.

Blake, meanwhile, was spotted shopping in New York in an outfit that doesn’t make sense for any temperature.

-Here’s the trailer for The Comeback. I’m going to have to catch up on this show, aren’t I?