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It feels like it's been so long since I've had a minute to sit down and catch up with myself, let alone catching up with the rest of you. If I had known for one split second that Alan's idea of Ben "cheating with strippers" was going to be such a huge issue, I would have told him to shove the idea up his pompous ass. If you could imagine, it's an even larger invasion of privacy, and the shutters are popping more often lately. "Jen, why don't you leave Ben?!" That question hits my ears at least forty times a day, and it's bordering on tedious. I continue to reiterate that I'm standing by "my man," and that it's a normal thing for a man to do. Hell, I go to strip clubs. I don't understand why it's such a big deal, but apparently Alan predicted the disruption of house wives lives it would cause.
I still dislike Richard Gere. Shall We Dance is moving along slower than molasses in January. We're behind schedule, and everything about the movie is exasperating me to no end. Sometimes I sit in my hotel room after the daily wrap, and I wonder if anyone will even bother to come see it. To be perfectly honest, it's quite possible, in my mind at least, that Gigli may have ruined my career, even though I don't think people gave it a fair enough chance. Like I said, I wasn't too fond of it, and it wasn't my best work, but it wasn't horrible. My mother calmed my nerves and said that the plot wasn't the problem, the "Jen & Ben Haters" were the problem. I laughed her off, but to be honest, it probably is the case. The movie wasn't half bad, in my opinion. We'll just have to see what happens with Jersey Girl, because there is not a single doubt in my mind that that movie is the single best film I've ever done. If that fails in the box office, I'll know that my mother was right.
While I'm on the subject of movies bombing, and reviews, let's get one thing straight. There were good reviews for the movie, you were just too busy reading the bad ones. I'm looking at you Paris Hilton. When you make a real acting career for yourself, stop falling around like a lush, and earn some of your own money, then you can step into the big leagues and down other people. Until then, keep your spoiled mouth shut.
I still dislike Richard Gere. Shall We Dance is moving along slower than molasses in January. We're behind schedule, and everything about the movie is exasperating me to no end. Sometimes I sit in my hotel room after the daily wrap, and I wonder if anyone will even bother to come see it. To be perfectly honest, it's quite possible, in my mind at least, that Gigli may have ruined my career, even though I don't think people gave it a fair enough chance. Like I said, I wasn't too fond of it, and it wasn't my best work, but it wasn't horrible. My mother calmed my nerves and said that the plot wasn't the problem, the "Jen & Ben Haters" were the problem. I laughed her off, but to be honest, it probably is the case. The movie wasn't half bad, in my opinion. We'll just have to see what happens with Jersey Girl, because there is not a single doubt in my mind that that movie is the single best film I've ever done. If that fails in the box office, I'll know that my mother was right.
While I'm on the subject of movies bombing, and reviews, let's get one thing straight. There were good reviews for the movie, you were just too busy reading the bad ones. I'm looking at you Paris Hilton. When you make a real acting career for yourself, stop falling around like a lush, and earn some of your own money, then you can step into the big leagues and down other people. Until then, keep your spoiled mouth shut.