Category Archives: Birthdays

Happy Birthday, Catalina Sandino Moreno

It’s a happy birthday to Catalina Sandino Moreno, who turns 27 today. Moreno of course broke big in 2004’s justly lauded Maria Full of Grace, about a pregnant Colombian teenager who becomes a drug mule in order to make some desperately needed money for her family. She and writer-director Joshua Marston shared a lot of prizes for the film, including the Los Angeles Film Critics Association’s New Generation Award.



Since then Moreno also made strong impressions in both Fast Food Nation and the underrated The Hottest State (above), from writer-director Ethan Hawke, while at the same time knocking out some quasi-gritty, straight-to-DVD fare like Journey to the End of the Night. Unfortunately, those three films were seen by a combined 150 people, so Moreno’s rising star has for the moment stalled.

That said, it’s not a talent issue. Moreno is quite good with softly withholding, and with a little more practice and opportunity could surely branch out into spitfire roles (it’s much harder to go the other way). Of course, it doesn’t help when you have chauvinistic posts like this one, exploiting her Hottest State nudity. But, errr… that is her hottest state, right? No shame there. Roles opposite Benicio Del Toro in Steven Soderbergh’s highly anticipated Che Guevera biopic two-fer (The Argentine and Guerrilla, which will likely screen at the upcoming Cannes Film Festival) will surely help. But I’d love to see Moreno, who has a really lovely smile and sweet disposition, get hold of her own upscale version of 27 DressesThe Nanny Diaries or The Devil Wears Prada; she’d be great, and it would justly introduce her charms to a wider, Anglo audience.

Happy Birthday, Jenna Jameson

It’s a happy birthday to Jenna Jameson, who turns 34 today, and perhaps celebrates by lathering up her now-implant-free breasts. After a dozen years or so in the hardcore biz, Jameson is making the leap to legit theatricals with the very tongue-in-cheek Zombie Strippers, which opens next week, April 18, in a dozen-plus cities, and on April 25 in a few more. I interviewed Jameson this past week, and she’s a fascinating gal, so there will be more on that chat (including her opinions on Hillary Clinton and George W. Bush), as well as the aforementioned movie, in the coming week-plus.

Happy Birthday, Amy Smart

It’s a happy 32nd birthday to Amy Smart, who forever earns the gratitude of the laddie-mag set by helping to ease, if not fully erase, memories of rail-thin DJ Qualls getting squashed in flagrante delicto in 2000’s Road Trip, with her own moment of pleasant, hurrah! toplessness (below).

Smart is a B-level talent, I guess, and there’s no great sin in that, certainly. Still, she was really quite good opposite Ryan Reynolds in the underrated Just Friends, which is entirely enjoyable in a yawning sort of way, and obviously has a serviceable sense of comic timing and an ability to not take herself too seriously. She’s just never really been in anything that’s hit big, and given her a punch-through kind of platform, at least beyond the genre/fanboy crowd.

I don’t know if she’ll be back for the Crank sequel, but she should definitely consider it if they give her a nice enough bump in salary and character utility, since that movie was a success on its own terms. Other than that, Smart’s got an atrocious-sounding dance flick on her dance card, and I guess she’s the younger sister (?) of Kiefer Sutherland in High Tension writer-director Alexandre Aja’s next horror film, Mirrors. Still, my advice to Smart is roughly the same as it is to all young actresses who have looks and some ability to navigate funny terrain — maniacally seek out young writer-director talent, and get yourself attached to a nice romantic comedy with some pop, in dialogue, character and/or formula. Plow through 100 scripts if need be, but if you find the right one, that will make casting directors and execs rearrange their callback lists, and open up other sorts of plum studio assignments.

Happy Birthday, Michelle Monaghan



It’s a happy birthday to Iowa-born Michelle Monaghan, who turns 32 today. Monaghan rocked the tight T-shirts effectively in Gone Baby Gone, but it’s the festive Christmas outfit from Kiss Kiss Bang Bang that her most obsessive fans probably remember.* Though the above photo, taken by Giant Magazine‘s Alex Freund, seems like a decent enough send-up of Fiona Apple’s “Criminal” music video, it does little to highlight Monaghan’s real appeal — her intrinsic relatability. That factor was at the core of Monaghan’s casting in The Heartbreak Kid, and it will continue to be in every movie in which there’s a necessary play for off-lead female sympathies; she’s the anti-Angelina Jolie in this regard.

* – by which I mean have saved as their computer’s wallpaper…

Happy Birthday, Reese Witherspoon

It’s a happy 32nd birthday to Reese Witherspoon, owner of the most adorable drop-down chin in Hollywood. It’s always interesting to see how young actors and actresses manage the ups and downs of their perilous career track, because not all of them can achieve, or sustain, stratospheric-level success. Witherspoon’s attention-to-detail focus and drive is certainly well chronicled, but there’s another side to her too, though it’s probably been at least somewhat paved over by the necessary caution that becoming a box office superstar breeds. Interviewing her for both Pleasantville and Election, she talked openly about how she had seriously considered giving up acting altogether until 1996’s Freeway came along, costarring Kiefer Sutherland. (Not such a good experience, I guess, 1994’s S.F.W.) And it wasn’t bunk, or spin. It was just the honest sharings of someone who figured, “You know what, I can probably do other things in my life and be just as happy.” I’ll always have a bit of a soft spot for Witherspoon, because she’s not the most obvious or innately gifted actress out there, but she puts in hard time and hard effort, and I can identify with and appreciate that. Her focus and work ethic have helped augment and hone her talent. Plus she has low-key charm and spunk in equal measure, no small feat.

Happy Birthday, Brittany Daniel

It’s a happy birthday to erstwhile Sweet Valley High star (so I’m told) Brittany Daniel, who turns 32 today, and probably celebrates by sharing a laugh with her twin sister over some sort of naughty bait-and-switch shenanigans the pair engaged in years earlier. Daniel has that hot pro-volleyball chick look going on, and has also shown evidence of nice comedic timing in small screen sitcom guest stints and in movies like Joe Dirt and Club Dread, though the heaving bare bosom of Jordan Ladd in the latter film clouds my memory of citeable specifics. But, umm… nice belt, by the way. Seems practical.

Sharon Stone, Vagina Turn 50

Ahh, it’s a happy 50th birthday to Sharon Stone and her celebrated vagina, which helped propel 1992’s deliciously demented Basic Instinct to a whopping $350 million worldwide, inclusive of $117 million Stateside, a phenomenal figure for an R-rated non-action flick. Let’s not talk about 2006’s sequel, meanwhile, which I’d like to pretend doesn’t exist, for many reasons.



Oh, and roundhouse kick enthusiast and Mike Huckabee supporter Chuck Norris turns 68 today, too. So beware knocks on your door, because it could be a roundhouse-kick-o-gram. Disguised as Stone’s vagina. Granted, those odds are pretty slim, I guess. But who wants to tempt fate?

Happy Birthday, Brittany Snow

It’s a happy birthday to Brittany Snow, who turns 22 today, and perhaps celebrates by rocking this same, red bra-and-panties set, from John Tucker Must Die. Or maybe there’s new lingerie I don’t know about. At any rate, capitalizing on the Hairspray moment has thus far been tough for Snow, but she’ll be back onscreen in a few weeks in Prom Night (Sony/Screen Gems, April 11), even if that looks mostly like a blink-and-forget-it teen-money-grab affair. After that, the slate is even more iffy. Peter Tolan’s Finding Amanda, with Matthew Broderick and Peter Facinelli, at least sounds like it has the possibility of providing Snow new shadings, though the fact that it’s been hung up for so long after wrapping production doesn’t bode extremely well. An ensemble indie from Tony Kaye, Black Water Transit, has high intrigue value, but could just as easily disappear into the gaping void of one-week releases. I suppose, for right now at least, Snow’s firewall is the more commercial sounding The Vicious Kind, about a guy who falls for the girlfriend his brother brings home for Thanksgiving. Last fall’s Dan in Real Life played that narrative up to the tune of $47 million, so there’s obviously a bit of an audience, though a tweaking of that awful title will have to happen if the shopping mall set is to be at all wooed…

Happy Birthday, Tea Leoni

It’s a happy 42nd birthday to smokin’ hot Téa Leoni, whose superbabies with husband David Duchovny will be smart, hella-attractive, effortlessly funny and also doubtlessly great interviews, should occasion arrive. We can only hope that they’ll be benevolent rulers of our world as well.

While one can’t presume to know exactly how the couple will celebrate, at least one thing can be eliminated with relative certainty; Leoni won’t be having freaky sauna sex tonight.

Happy Birthday, Kerry Washington

It’s a happy 31st birthday to Kerry Washington, who is one of the most thoughtful and articulate young actress interviews out there.

Her work in the Fantastic Four flicks hasn’t necessarily been showcase-type material (check out The Last King of Scotland, or go rent her film debut, the heartbreaking Our Song, if you want to see her at her best), but Washington has showed plenty of range over the past several years, from Ray, The Dead Girl and Chris Rock’s I Think I Love My Wife to a certain gimmicky summer comedy whose name shall not be mentioned. I’ve had the pleasant fortune of talking to her four times, both in person and over the phone, and like Jodie Foster — among a relatively small handful of other actors — within three to five minutes of meeting her you just immediately know Washington could have been successful at any other number of things other than acting. She’s plugged into the world around her, the real world, and also has a wicked sense of humor. If the right indie writer-director took her as his muse, a fabulous project could easily result.

A Birthday Shrug, Thumbs Up

It’s a happy 38th birthday to erstwhile “Rollergirl” Heather Graham, who — side salad of crazy or not — has one of those fantastic smiles that makes a guy feel like he’s really got it. It’s a 40th birthday shrug, meanwhile, to Edward Burns, the recent 27 Dresses costar who has somehow graduated to the Daniel Cleaver role in movies despite coming off as a raspy, one-note drip, and having negative charismatic pull. I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again: if Burns and Luke Wilson were to costar in a buddy cop flick together, the world would likely implode from an audience’s collective yawn. If not, that film would be like The Ring: pay-it-forward deadly.

Happy Birthday, Rosamund Pike

It’s a happy 29th birthday to ex-Bond babe Rosamund Pike, who continues to score work despite reminding every guy who’s being intellectually honest of the girl who wouldn’t give them the time of day (or evening) in high school.

When it comes to actresses, some eyebrows work better than others, but Pike’s, in the photo above, is like a scythe, for Chrissakes, and it sets in stone the tone for every thing else about her countenance. It’s a hard-knock life, however arguably hot, for actresses with this little palpable sympathy and smoothed, “sisterly” edges, or at least the ability to feign such. Pike just doesn’t give off any sort of vibe that makes women identify with her.

So far she’s been well served by most of her choices. Pike’s seemingly natural coolness fit nicely in the legal thriller Fracture, where she played a steely corporate lawyer opposite Ryan Gosling’s slick professional climber, and hey, I even thought she was great in Doom… seriously. But there’s a precariously short shelf life for moon-faced, English-speaking foreign beauties. Audiences tend to regard them as interchangeable. After all, look what happened to Sarah Wynter. Wait a second… who?

Happy Birthday, Christine Lakin

It’s a happy birthday to low-profile hottie Christine Lakin, who turns 29 today. In regular rotation as a TV guest star, Lakin has had small parts in Georgia Rule, The Game Plan and a few other flicks, but I suppose remains best known from her seven-year run on ABC’s Step by Step. She’s got a plum part, though (relatively speaking), in the forthcoming The Hottie & The Nottie, opposite Paris Hilton; Lakin plays the (really) ugly girl best friend of Hilton’s character — the ugly duckling who undergoes the transformation into the swan. It’s not a great flick by any stretch of the imagination, but Lakin has one really good and emotionally earned scene in particular. No one told her the movie was supposed to be small-fries, apparently.

Happy Birthday, Stacey Dash

It’s a happy birthday to erstwhile Clueless BFF Stacey Dash, who is somehow 42 years old today, a fact that I cannot really fathom, especially when I look at the below picture from her August 2006 Playboy spread. Still, it’s the green eyes that really do it for me. No, seriously…

It’s been a while since I’ve seen Dash in something; I know that the Clueless television series was decent work for her, but I always felt it stole her away from Maura Tierney-type roles — hot, no-nonsense professional women parts with comedic and/or exasperated inflections. Maybe that was Clueless, though, and the ceiling for her. Regardless, I do look forward to seeing Dash in the long-delayed I Could Never Be Your Woman, opposite Michelle Pfeiffer and Paul Rudd… if that ever sees the light of day. Honestly, it’s been scheduled so many times now, I can’t remember if it got bumped to 2008 again or just given the two-city (dis)courtesy release, and is now in line for a DVD release.

Happy Birthday, Jim Carrey

It’s a happy birthday to Jim Carrey, who turns 46 today, and probably celebrates with some yoga and a romp with Jenny McCarthy in a kiddie pool or something. He might also catch 45 seconds of Son of the Mask on cable, smile bemusedly to himself, and deeply exhale. At the very least, looking forward, he’ll likely have a better Valentine’s Day than he has in years past.

Carrey has been in relative hibernation since The Number 23, but I hold nothing but anticipation for where the true sunset stage of this guy’s career. Whatever you think of his rubber-faced tent-pole comedies (hit-and-miss, in my book, though slightly more of the former), Carrey has at least shown a desire to mix it up, making bold choices that sometimes totally work (Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind), sometimes kind of work (The Truman Show) and sometimes don’t really at all work (The Majestic). While audiences have thus far been resistant to Carrey in darker and/or melancholic roles, I think he will still continue to occasionally venture out on thinner limbs than most of his actor brethren, and thus serve another generation of writer-directors quite well.

Happy Birthday, Rachel Nichols

It’s a happy birthday to Rachel Nichols, who turns 28 today. And what better way to celebrate, really, than with an espresso-like double shot of the fetching starlet?



I’m a stranger to her work on Alias, alas, but Nichols seems to really have a smart sense of how to play a scene to go along with her Northeastern-esque, Abercrombie & Fitch-style hotness. She first made her mark in 2003’s Dumb & Dumber prequel. Small but memorable turns in The Amityville Horror, Shopgirl, and May director Lucky McKee’s Sick Girl follow-up, 2006’s The Woods, gave way to a slightly larger role in Resurrecting the Champ, a starring role opposite Wes Bentley in the thriller P2, and a bit part in Mike Nichols’ Charlie Wilson’s War, with Tom Hanks and Julia Roberts. Too bad, in a way, that she’s been snapped up as part of the ensemble for The Mummy director Stephen Sommers’ update/adaptation of G.I. Joe, planned as Paramount’s summer action tentpole for 2009; it’ll boost her profile, sure, but I’d love to see Nichols instead get the chance to brighten up a romantic comedy.

Happy Birthday, Joey Lauren Adams

It’s a happy birthday to Joey Lauren Adams, who turns either 37 or 40 years old today, depending on whom you believe. She’s always been a weird one, Adams, part quirky-hot and part decidedly not. How those percentages break depend on a variety of conditions and variables, including alcohol and one’s affinity for Chasing Amy. Then there’s that voice, too: distinctive, I guess one would say.

Still, Come Early Morning, Adams’ very loosely semi-autobiographical debut as a feature-length writer-director — starring Ashley Judd as a rural woman caught up in a cycle of self-destructive behavior — was much better than probably anyone expected, and I hope Adams doesn’t completely abandon that pursuit as a second career path. It took her five years to scrape together financing for the film, but there was a non-condescending authenticity to the picture that I found welcoming. I don’t think she’d be much more than a cog in the studio system, and I have no idea if the creative well is dry after Come Early Morning (see: Gary Oldman after Nil By Mouth), but if she has the means to give herself the time, Adams should totally concentrate on crafting another small, intimate movie that really means something to her.

Happy Birthday, Paz Vega

It’s a happy birthday to Paz Vega, who turns 32 today and looks quite fetching sprawled out across that couch.

She’s best known Stateside for her role as Flor Moreno in James Brooks’ Spanglish, but Vega won a deserved Best Actress Goya Award for her turn in Julio Medem’s erotically charged Sex and Lucia, and was also quite good in Pedro Almodovar’s Talk to Her, Vicente Aranda’s Carmen and Brad Silberling’s 10 Items or Less, opposite Morgan Freeman.

Vega must make a nice initial impression, too; forthcoming, she has a trio of roles for first-time filmmakers. Most notable is a turn as Plaster of Paris in Sin City creator Frank Miller’s planned 2009 solo directorial debut, The Spirit; also on tap are roles in Jada Pinkett Smith’s feature directorial debut, The Human Contract, and opposite Tim Allen, Jenna Elfman and Elisha Cuthbert in Howard Michael Gould’s comedy The Six Wives of Henry Lefay. Hell, if the Spanish invasion looks this good, I’d say open borders are a good thing, Tom Tancredo be damned…