Bravo, the second-gayest place on earth (after Liza Minnelli's boudoir), is reportedly reconsidering airing a "gay housewives" show to compete with Logo's The A-List. Bravo's gay mascot Andy Cohen sorta denied it, but we're still holding out hope.

Last night's episode was all about people reaching out and trying to grab something — a mate, a finish line, a cause. Did anyone succeed? Let's take a look and find out.

A famous friend bought him some diamond jewelry for an inappropriate place. This kids' show host did lots of coke on set, and this celeb wants her spawn to be in showbiz. How else will they meet their first dealer?

A&E has canceled David Hasselhoff's brand new reality show, The Hasselhoffs, after only about 500,000 people tuned into the second episode this past Sunday.

On a whole different planet or something! Say your goodbyes now, Team Jacob. Also today: Peter Parker sees the face of his enemy, old people are fighting in public, and Don Cheadle gets something he deserves for once.

Kids are horrible. They only want to eat sugar, chips, grilled cheese, and awful gunk. Chefs hate them and wish them dead. Then a Jonas Brother shows up, a chef has a meltdown, and the world ends in apocalypse.

Here's an "announcement trailer" for the third Transformers movie, called Dark of the Moon. Obviously these films are intriguing, nuanced mysteries, as evidenced by this two-minute bit of historical fiction. The moon landing! Conspiracy! Shiny metal robot monsters.

She's getting her husband the gift of her having a larger cup size. This singer slept his way to the top, and this actress didn't show up at her own holiday party. Is she a scourge or just a Scrooge?

Though Governor Rick Perry announced new movie-luring tax incentives at Robert Rodriguez's film studios in Austin last year, Rodriguez's film Machete has now been denied those rebates, seemingly because it "portray[ed] Texans or Texas in a negative fashion." Censorship!

The Weinstein Company recently appealed the NC-17 rating given to its Oscar-bait film Blue Valentine, assigned because Ryan Gosling goes down on Michelle Williams in one scene, and they've won! The film will be R-rated now, no cuts necessary.

A "law enforcement source" tells the LA Times the gun of a man who committed suicide does appear to be the one that killed publicist Ronni Chasen. (Which is the opposite of what they said earlier.) Press conference later today.

It's true! Tom Hardy and, surprisingly, Shia LaBeouf. Also today: the USA Network ventures into strange new territory, Zac Efron is going to be such a badass, as is Will Smith, again.

Glee's Christmas episode should have been worse than seeing your fat Aunt Fanny in her holiday sweater with reindeer on it. Yet it turned out to be a bright, shining gift under our tree. Praise the Baby Jesus.

She thinks this is her year for the trophy and she won't let bad press mess it up. This star's small fry fan base will be shocked when his sex tape is "leaked." Maybe his performance will get an award!

Why do they keep insisting on torturing us so? Also today: Matthew Perry vs. Courteney Cox!, Topher Grace gets a costar, and Eliza Dushku has disappointed millions. (Well, maybe not millions.)

Here's a full-length trailer for I Am Number Four, the sci-fi teen adventure based on the book series by none other than James Frey. It all seems a bit pat and done before, but who knows, it could be fun.

Well, it's that most wonderful time of the year again. No, not Christmas, the war against which we are fully waging. We mean Oscar season! Some early awards have been given out, so it's time to start the prediction game.

She's not broke, but she does it anyway. An actor isn't gay, but he watches gay porn anyway. And another actor knows he shouldn't, but he drinks anyway.

The dude just can't seem to make it happen. Sad thing. Also today: the return of Chris Tucker, Neil Patrick Harris gets an interesting gig, and a comedy about politics seems redundant.

Here's a trailer for Jodie Foster's latest directorial work, the long-gestating comedy The Beaver, starring Mel Gibson as an unhinged man who finds solace in a hand puppet. So is this unfortunate timing, or somehow a brilliant accident?