ABOVE: Quinn Jaxon, front and center.
Rick Schroder, former star, decided to get in on the anti-masker bandwagon very, very late, proudly posting a video of himself harassing a California Costco employee for not allowing him into the store without a mask.
Schroder harps on the fact that Costco — nationwide — has relaxed its mask requirement, ignoring the fact that California (Rick refers to the powers that be as “our kings”) has not. (Quite yet.)
So rather than wait a few weeks, the Silver Spoons alum decided to badger a working person and make a big show of getting his Costco subscription money back.
You will recall that Rick also gave $$$ to the defense fund of accused domestic terrorist Kyle Rittenhouse ...
ABOVE: Showered with affection.
In an unusually passionate and personal Instagram post, Superman star Henry Cavill all but begged fans to stop speculating about his private and professional lives (what's left to speculate about?!), arguing that the gossip was taking a toll on him.
Without specifying what topics were leaving a mark, he wrote:
Dear fans and followers, I wanted to make a wee community announcement. I couldn't help but notice that there has been some social animosity of late. It's becoming increasingly prevalent on my feed. There has been lots of, let's call it speculation for now, about my private life and professional partnerships.
Now, while I do appreciate the passion and support by those very people who are “speculating,” It has come to such a point that I needed to say something, which in itself, is a bad thing. We are living in an age of social enlightenment. More and more, people are realising that their views may have been blinkered and that they need to expand them to encompass others. So, to you out there who are expressing your disdain and showing your displeasure through a surprising variety of ways, it's time to stop. I know it can be fun to speculate, to gossip, and to dive into our own personal echo chambers on the internet, but your “passion” is misplaced, and it causes harm to the people I care about most. Even your most conservative of negative assumptions about both my personal and professional life just aren't true. Let's embrace this age of social enlightenment together, and move forward with positivity.
He ended, killing us — I mean them — with kindness:
I am very happy in love, and in life. I'd be enormously grateful if you were happy with me. If you can't bring yourself to be happy with me, then at the very least try to do yourself proud and be the best version of yourself.
I guess it's all standard Oprah stuff, but I hope there nothing weirder to it.
Halston suffers for having had a compelling trailer.
The trailer cheated, using a Depeche Mode song released the year Halston died rather than a disco tune evocative of his dominant era, but it was effective, mixing high drama with high camp and suggesting the kernel of a promising biopic. Would Ryan Murphy finally transcend his lust for getting the look right and hit rather than miss in the insight department?
Halston, a new five-episode series on Netflix, looks exquisite and contains a convincing, if flat, Being There-ish performance by Ewan McGregor as the boy from Indiana who restyled himself as a snob who was backed into marketing his elitism with the gusto of McDonald's slinging burgers. There is a lot to investigate, considering Halston was absorbed with the idea of changing who he was while retaining his birth name, and wound up losing that name.
But the work is strictly off-the-rack. Halston is a pretty, surface peek at a guy who — as Frédéric Tcheng's 2019 doc of the same name suggested — had a lot going on under the surface, enough to make you want to know much more than this series shares.