I couldn’t let the week go by without weighing in on the war between those two thesping titans, Oscar winner Faye Dunaway and crap star Hilary Duff.
Faye recently mouthed off on the upcoming remake of Bonnie and Clyde, which costars the Duse of the nail salon crowd, Duff. As the Joan Crawford impersonator opined, “Couldn’t they at least cast a real actress?”
Ouch-a-ma-goucha. No wilting flower, Duff shot right back, “I think that my fans that are going to see the movie don’t even know who Dunaway is. I think it was a little unnecessary, but I might be mad if I looked like that now, too.”
Meow! I must say that while Faye probably shouldn’t have gone on the record with her remark, she’s totally right. Duff doing this role is like Pamela Lee trying Hedda Gabler or a sanitation worker trying neurosurgery.
Meanwhile, Duff’s response is surprisingly strong, managing to push all the right insecure buttons–is she really a gay man?–but I don’t think SHE of all people should read someone who can actually act nor should she ever insult anyone’s looks. I always felt like Duff resembled some kind of large insect–and I would never go there except that I was invited to one of her garbage-movie premieres not long ago, only to be told I couldn’t speak with her royal eminence. Fuck you, Hilary-dilary-crock! Faye wins this one.