...Madonna's appearance on Letterman's show last night was charming enough. She looked lovely and age-appropriate (though I'll never get over the stretching at the top of her face next to the eyes and the full cheeks) and was quite funny if, as always, a bit reticent around Dave. I'm not sure this sells CDs for her—he showed Harry Connick Jr.'s CD by accident at first, and they didn't discuss the fact that she had a greatest-hits package out after his initial false claim that she is the most successful recording artist of all time.
I also thought the pizza bit, while cute, kinda works against her in the long run because does anyone really believe she's never had pizza in New York City? And if she hasn't, that just makes her seem pretty out of touch. I guess they were playing on her strict diet regimen.
Still, she had some sassy lines about her pie, didn't flinch at an out-of-nowhere reference to A-Rod and seemed comfortable sniffing at parenthood as being what life's all about.
[Madonna claimed eight appearances on Letterman...but: There was her 1988 Bernhard shocker, her 1994 F-bomb shocker, a Valentine's Day drive-by in 1995, a contribution to his Top 10 list in 1998 that was pre-taped (that I don't remember), her amazing "Don't Tell Me" performance in 2000, plugging her books in 2003 (which I don't remember), the show-stopping horse-riding appearance in 2005 and her forgettable Arthur & the Invisibles appearance in 2007. So isn't it really nine? I guess unless the pre-taped one isn't counted, but a press release from the show counted that but didn't count the Bernhard appearance. UPDATE: They're not counting 1989 because that was pre-CBS. Annoying...that was her best appearance.]
Instead of hanging outside the theater, I went with a friend to see The Invention of Lying. When I got to the theater where the advance screening was being held at Broadway and 68th, I didn't see the table so figured I'd mixed things up and should instead have gone to AMC on W. 42nd. So we cabbed all the way back and dashed in, got tickets from the table and sat down in the very front of the theater...only to discover it was a Zombieland screening. I'd RSVPed for that, too, then had forgotten. So apparently, Lying was at 68th after all.
I really liked Zombieland! With Jesse Eisenberg as the lead and narrator, it was like a gorefest with Woody Allen. The gimmick is that the world's population has been infected with a zombie plague that's spread via bites and very few humans survive, one of them being our wimpy hero, despite his irritable bowel syndrome, another of them being a gun-crazy redneck played to the hilt by Woody Harrelson. The odd couple treks cross-country toward the West, where they hope the plague isn't as bad, encountering a pair of take-no-prisoners sisters (Emma Stone and Abigail Breslin), and winding up in the last place I'd head during such a plague—Hollywood.
The movie is really witty and light-hearted despite unsparingly graphic zombie massacres, plus has a sweet romantic angle and the best, best, best surprise celeb cameo ever. Check it out—it's dead funny.