After speculating about the tomboyish Ellen Page‘s sexuality, I got a call which I only picked up because the number on the Caller ID was similar to NBC’s and I thought it was going to be a TV booking. Instead it was Kelly Bush—Page’s publicist and manager—who sounded as if her cat had just gotten stuck in a drainpipe or something. My item had been picked up on Defamer, Bush said, and she wanted me to know that it was SHE who was with Page at the Oscars (though I had been sardonically wondering if it was a mother/girlfriend/whatever). She named a couple of other starlets who also had reps with them at the awards and said it’s by no means an unusual practice. (Now I’ll have to wonder if THEY’RE gay too.) “I don’t know why people are so mean,” Bush whinnied in a wounded voice. “It’s not mean to wonder if someone’s gay,” I shrieked, outraged. “But to call her an ‘Oscar loser’?” she moaned. “I didn’t say that!” I yelped. “Maybe you’re illiterate,” I added, triumphantly slamming down the phone. Of course maybe I’M the dummy. I later realized I HAD called Page an “Oscar loser” in a short, sassy column item, also questioning her love life. Defamer had picked up the BLOG item, and I thought that’s what we were talking about. In any case, I like Ellen Page, who’s an appealing talent, so I nobly took “Oscar loser” off the web version faster than Juno gives away her baby. But I’m still livid that a publicist who would never normally call me for anything is so quick on the horn to do spin control whenever the L word comes up! And now, we’re back to square zero anyway: IS she?
(Update on the update: I was just reminded that Bush is not only the woman who called Ellen DeGeneres’s animal shelter with threats, she’s a lesbian.)