The Bronx. Arthur Avenue. You heard de Blasio inhaled the best slice this side of Naples at NY’s Pizza Festival and that, through salami layers, he even babbled in Italian.
But I bet you didn’t hear that he even tried to be a pizzaiolo (someone who makes the pie)?
And that he even fed it to the NYPD? And that, if history repeats itself, he did it all forkless and knifeless.
Dem full of it
New phrase around the White House is bullschiff. Giuliani about shifty Schiff: “The idea of a lawsuit against him is very real. It’s being worked on.”
Watch for ‘Gem’
Adam Sandler, Judd Hirsch, Eric Bogosian and real-life basketballer Kevin Garnett play degenerate gamblers and diamond dealers in “Uncut Gems,” which will shine in theaters at shopping time in December.
Sandler: “We couldn’t have done it without the real bling brokers who let us into their lives. We’d sit, watch them work, and they’d show us their craft. All 47th Street was there every day we shot. All out on the block watching.”
Yeah. Also protecting.
When did films get so filthy?
Let’s discuss the filth and degradation deposited on us by the film industry. Every movie is death, killing. Hollywood mouths that are open for drugs shout equal rights, defend women, honor minorities, applaud sexualities — and then produce the horror of “The Joker.”
What next? A musical of the Holocaust? Like a sequel to “The Producers”? A chorus of Jews? Hitler in the lead? Mel Gibson directing?
I understand Miss Liberty allowed us artistic freedom. But West Coast movie makers live behind barricaded walls, iron gates, security guards, alarm systems. Their idea of homelessness is no weekend house in Malibu. To them, tragedy means a weak box office. These left-wingers, who only look to make money, are thrilled with this movie’s success.
How dare they put out such poison?
Odds & ends
Helena Chen was in from Shanghai for her first US art exhibit, at Stride Arts. She’s 15. Volunteering for hurricane relief in the Bahamas is Simon Cowell’s Dr. Michael Hall. Hitting the best-seller list: “Renia’s Diary,” the first translated “long-hidden diary of a young Polish woman.”
Ripped from us
We lost comedian Rip Taylor. His life began in a foundling home, yet he grew successful enough to give Debbie Reynolds a Mercedes. They all started in the minor leagues. Johnny Depp was a musician. J.Lo worked in a law office. Jennifer Aniston, telemarketer. Wyclef Jean, who drove a cab, says: “People don’t realize how dangerous a job it is to drive an illegal cab at night.”
Bits & pieces
Nov. 11 is Paul Rudd’s eighth annual bowling ball ball, a fund-raiser for speech therapy. Alex Brightman, Rachel Dratch, Richard Kind will work the alleys. Noel Ashman’s presenting “Japanese Borscht,” some archival film that has Sylvia Miles in it, and why we’re getting it I have no idea, but the thing’s being partied Saturday at Troy Liquor Bar, if you need somewhere to go. More TV will shoot in NYC. Comes now NBC’s newie’s “Lincoln.” Last day filming is Jan. 13, but even though it’s not about him — just like Abe, who wasn’t a big worker — the show takes off for Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year’s.
Our Comptroller Scott Stringer on hearing I’d just lost Juicy, my Yorkie: “Sorry she’s gone. Whenever I saw you she was the only thing that didn’t bark at me.”
Only in New York, kids, only in New York.