We all know that actors, directors, and producers make a lot of money, but Vanity Fair crunched the numbers and tried to figure out just how much cash everyone brought in last year. Their grosses are a little gross.

His mansion is apparently packed full of junk. These co-stars were snorting lines at an awards show, this reality star is addicted to pills, this actor is a drunk, and this actress can't stop the laxatives. Everyone's addicted to something!

Here's a trailer for the Judd Apatow-produced comedy Bridesmaids, a movie that may finally solve that age-old debate about whether women, the ones with the vaginae, can be funny or not. Judging from this trailer, it looks like they can!

Yes, the melodrama comedian guy is going a very different route for his next movie. Also today: the mother of all apocalypse yarns is on its way to the big screen, while The Kennedys finds a home on the small.

After getting some flack for a rather homogenous cover of white actresses last year, Vanity Fair's new Hollywood issue is mixing things up. There are 1.5 African-Americans on the cover! That's up from .25 African-Americans last year.

If an affair happens at Sundance, it's business! This actor is waiting for the Oscars to dump his wife, this actress is divorcing her drunk husband, and this power-gay was selling access to his famous boyfriend. Relationships are complicated.

Paz de la Huerta, Boardwalk Empire actress and budding Hollywood mess, has a signature look: She always matches her lipstick to her dress. Is this a method for avoiding unsightly lipstick stains? Obsessive-compulsive color coordination?

When in doubt that your movie might not be the worst movie ever made, add Katherine Heigl to it. That ought to do! Also today: Batman news, Superman news, a comedian goes into business, and a CSI star returns.

Heidi, the photogenic, cross-eyed opossum, is in talks to perform via video broadcast at the Oscars, according to her handlers at Germany's Leipzig Zoo. James Franco is frantically searching his contract for its "no marsupial doppelgängers" clause.

John Barry, the Oscar-winning composer most famous for scoring eleven James Bond films, has died in New York at 77. Barry often claimed to have written the well-known "James Bond Theme," though credit is still officially given to Monty Norman.

Snooki and JWOWW are supposedly hunting for a location to film their Jersey Shore spin-off. TMZ thinks it discovered the front-runner. The place looks really bland for these two. Maybe they'll paint it orange and festoon it in Ed Hardy?

Charlie Sheen's rehabilitation is poised to cost Warner Brothers up to $250 million in domestic syndication deals, plus millions more in ad revenue. In case you were wondering why they were willing to turn a blind eye for so long.

Last night Cynthia Bailey got married on the season finale of The Real Housewives of Atlanta. To celebrate her nuptials—and the season itself—we got them the only gift we could afford: a poem.

In terms of acting legends going toe-to-toe, this was a battle to end all battles. In the end, Anthony Hopkins squeaked out a victory. Meanwhile, The King's Speech is enjoying more of a clear victory, heading toward mega-hit status.

Since he didn't take care of his mistress she's taking it public. This actress has herpes, this actor needs Viagra, and this actress loaded up on swag at Sundance. That's how you live large without selling a sex tape.

Sundance, that Hollywood-themed ski trip rich people take in Park City, Utah every year, is done. Here are some of films that won stuff, including a documentary about assisted-suicide, and a sci-fi flick.

HBO just ordered a pilot from Social Network writer and West Wing creator Aaron Sorkin for a behind-the-scenes drama about cable news. Sorkin shadowed MNSBC's Keith Olbermann and Chris Matthews as research. Half the action will take place on Twitter.

Celebrate the last weekend of January by taking yourself to see a movie. You can choose from an East LA riches to rags tale, a depressing thing about Berlin, another Anthony Hopkins head-scratcher, and guns. Lots and lots of guns.

When watching Jersey Shore, the most important sociological experiment of our time, we're looking for new and exciting behavior. However there is one pattern that repeats constantly: Sammi and Ronnie breaking up. It happened again, this time with more violence!

It was a trip to Opryland last night, as the American Idol murderbus rolled into Nashville. Oddly, though Nashville has something of a reputation for being a music city, the singtestants last night largely failed to inspire.