Silver Linings director moves on to plug KFC
David O. Russell directed the hit movie Silver Linings Playbook, and then he moved right on to — wait for it — a Kentucky Fried Chicken ad.
Several, actually, as KFC rolls out a “transformational” new product. Advertising Age says the promotional campaign, starting this week, will be enormous.
The game-changer is the same old chicken with crispy breading, but now boneless and skinless.
Somebody at KFC told USA Today that they’re betting the catchphrase for this stuff will go viral, and be as big as Wendy’s 1984 ad slogan “Where’s the beef ?”
What is it, you ask? Are you ready? Better sit down. Here it is: “I ate the bones.”
Are you all tingly yet? Me neither. Amazing that people get paid a lot of money to think this stuff up.
George W. Bush has become a grandpa. On Saturday his daughter
Jenna — she was the wild one when she and twin sister Barbara were in college, remember? — gave birth in New York to a daughter, Mar
garet Laura Hager, with hubby Henry Hager. Though named for her two grannies, the baby will be called Mila.
Jenna is 31. Henry’s 34. W. is 66.
Paris Jackson’s future has been the subject of much pushing and pulling within her family: Her aunt
La Toya reportedly wanted her to get into showbiz in a big way, but her granny Katherine was against that.
Looks like La Toya is out of luck. Paris now tells the Daily Mail’s Sunday magazine that she wants to be a heart surgeon, so she can “help people. That’s it.”
Also, she said she wants to restore Michael Jackson’s Neverland ranch to the way it was in her father’s glory days, to make it fun for kids.
Unfortunately, that’s pretty much what Mike said, too.
Paris is 15.
It’s a divorce for Jane Seymour — remember Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman? — and British actor/director Jim Keach, after 20 years and twin sons.
It’s his third divorce, her fourth. Us Weekly reported that they’ve been separated for several months and are now “negotiating the terms of their divorce.”
He’s 65. She’s 62. John and Kristopher are 17.
Ke$ha, rarely featured in this column, makes it in today, because she has a professional glitter applier. So the singer told Jimmy Kimmel the other night, anyway.
I am not exactly a habitué of her shows, but everybody knows she is noted for glitter, both onstage and off.
“When I first started, I was just young and naïve,” she told Kimmel. “I used to bathe myself in beer and then roll around (in glitter).” But “then I started getting a skin rash. … The beer was fermenting my skin, so then I started using baby oil.”
Now, she says, she has this dude named Santa who “just follows me around and makes sure I’m always covered in glitter, because I feel it would be seriously a disappointment if I was ever seen without it.”
Stop laughing — she’s richer than you.
She’s 26.