Actor Eddie Murphy ("The Nutty Professor") is a new dad -- again.
The 38-year-old comic and wife Nicole Murphy welcomed their fourth child, a baby girl, on Christmas Eve at a Los Angeles hospital. The newly dubbed Zola Ivy weighed in at 7 pounds, 13 ounces. Mother and Murphy spawn are said to be doing fine.
"We are ecstatic and very happy about the fourth addition to our family, baby Zola Ivy,'' the couple said in the statement.
Murphy's other children are Bria, 10, Myles, 7, and Shayne, 5.
20TH CENTURY FOX: Audrey Hepburn may be a fashion icon, a beloved humanitarian and the enduring star of "Breakfast at Tiffany's," but she's no Elizabeth Hurley. Go figure.
The 34-year-old spokesmodel/actress was named "Babe of the Century" over the late Hepburn, per an Internet poll conducted by IGN.com.
"Both women are alluring in their own way," the panting announcement on IGN read. "Both are European (Hurley is British, and Hepburn hailed from Belgium), and both are drop-dead gorgeous. Even King Solomon could not have easily made this decision."
But IGN's cyberreaders did their best, picking Hurley as their lead babe following an intensive, 63-round elimination battle. Hurley's screen credits include "EDtv" and the two "Austin Powers" movies.
SECOND CHANCES: Actress Halle Berry ("Introducing Dorothy Dandridge") is engaged to R&B singer Eric Benet ("Day in the Life"), her publicist has confirmed.
Berry, 31, previously was married to baseball slugger David Justice. Their three-year union dissolved in 1996 amid rumors of abuse. The divorce was finalized in 1997.
Berry and Benet met two years ago backstage at a Los Angeles venue where he performed. No word on a wedding date. Berry/a> will next be seen on screen as Storm, one of the mutant superheroes of "X-Men."
UNCOUPLED? The British press is frothing at the collective (and figurative) mouth with word that A-list lovebirds Michael Douglas ("A Perfect Murder") and Catherine Zeta-Jones ("Entrapment") are on the outs.
According to Britain's Daily Star, Zeta-Jones spent Christmas at her London home -- alone. The tabloid wrangled a quote from Zeta-Jones' grandmother, who reports, "They [the actress and her mother] are doing a lot of talking. I don't know what has gone wrong."
In the unusual role as the voice of reason, the New York Post says that there's nothing to read into the couple's (separate) Christmas accommodations.
"She was getting a little bit teary as Christmas approached, and Michael encouraged her to just hop on a plane and go home for the holidays," a source tells the Post's Neal Travis.
Today a publicist for Douglas officially denied the two had split up.
Zeta-Jones, 31, and Douglas, really old (55), have been a hot-and-heavy item for much of this year. Speculation that the two were to be engaged ran high as they celebrated their joint birthdays (Sept. 25). But the occasion came and went without a wedding formally in the offing.
ZAPPED: An apparent rift between DreamWorks and the nation's largest theater chain is keeping the new Tim Allen comedy, "Galaxy Quest," off at least 4,400 potential screens.
The Tennessee-based Regal Cinemas confirms to today's Hollywood Reporter that it is not playing the film, a spoof on the "Star Trek" world, at its 431 venues in 32 states. While a Regal spokesman declined to go into specifics over the lockout, the trade paper says it appears that the company didn't like the financial terms DreamWorks was demanding. Regal was "concerned about the box-office prospects" of the film, the Reporter says.
The reputed concern may be well placed. "Galaxy Quest," co-starring Sigourney Weaver, opened on Christmas Day to good reviews but underwhelming business. It bowed in eighth place with an estimated $8.1 million in ticket sales.
SLAM-DUNK: A slate of 10 features has been set for the SlamDunk 2000 Film Festival, yet another Sundance alternative to be held in the shadow of Robert Redford's starry movie extravaganza, Jan. 25-30 in Park City, Utah.
SlamDunk, not to be confused with Slamdance or the now-defunct Slumdance, is in its third year of coattail riding. For more information on the festival, check out the official Web site at: www.slamdunk.cc/flashindex.htm.
Marvin Mange (Schneider) works in the evidence room of a small town police station. He has always wanted to become a full-fledged police officer and follow in his father's footsteps only he's too wimpy to pass the physical endurance test. Nothing is looking good for this asthmatic loser until his car goes careening off a cliff. Marvin survives thanks to the cabin-bound Dr. Wilder (Michael Caton) who after having cracked the genetic code patches him back together with various animal organs. With no memory of what has happened to him Marvin goes about his daily life until strange things start to happen. He develops abnormally acute senses and after sniffing out a heroin-filled balloon located in a drug smuggler's butt he becomes a local hero and--best of all--a real cop. His antics get the attention of Rianna (Colleen Haskell) a volunteer at a local animal shelter. A hardcore vegetarian Rianna finds Marvin's ability to catch a Frisbee with his mouth and regurgitate a worm for a motherless baby turkey endearing. But Marvin is quickly losing his battle with his animal self and keeping up appearances becomes increasingly difficult.
It is very difficult not to sympathize with Schneider's character in this film. With his big droopy eyes you almost get the impression that even Schneider feels sorry for Marvin. And even though his lines are not inherently funny and the delivery is slightly blasé his stunts are really rather amusing. He actually looks like a cheetah when he runs and he licks his leg with the genuine elegance of a feline. And you have to respect Schneider for not taking the same route that so many other Saturday Night Live alumnus have stretching a good five minute skit into a disastrous two hour feature film (imagine watching a cinematic version of Richard "The Richmeister" Laymer). As for Haskell (Survivor) though she is incredibly adorable and natural looking she delivers her lines so slowly that she almost sounds childlike. Thank goodness there were not too many multi-syllabic words written into the script for her character Rianna. Bemusing cameo appearances from both Norm Macdonald and Adam Sandler add to the film's climax.
First-time director Luke Greenfield does a great job with the stunts (like Schneider gliding across the water like a circus seal or running inside a man-sized hamster wheel). They'll leave you wondering how they did it. Some props deserve an honorable mention like Marvin's bachelor pad with the garage door doubling as a home entertainment center or Dr. Wilder's barnyard laboratory. But while Schneider's antics will have you laughing they are not enough to carry the entire film. Tom Brady who wrote the screenplay with Schneider has worked on television shows such as The Simpsons and Men Behaving Badly and should have delivered nothing less than solid laugh-a-minute comedy-but didn't. The story leads up to a disappointing conclusion that looks like it was drawn up in 60 seconds. Nonetheless the story is sweet in its own corny sort of way.
Seven years earlier after a friend's wedding a group of guy pals vow to stay single for life. To sweeten the deal they put some money into a stock portfolio with the last remaining bachelor taking home the accumulated jackpot which has since grown to a whopping half a million dollars (the 90s market remember?) The competition comes down to two remaining tomcats Michael (Jerry O'Connell) and Kyle (Jake Busey) but the stakes are raised when Michael a struggling cartoonist becomes indebted to a casino owner for $51 000. Facing a certain and painful death if he fails to repay the debt within 30 days Michael plots to get Kyle to the alter with Natalie (Shannon Elizabeth) a former one-night stand who will do the deed for half of the prize money. Problem is Kyle is a sexist jerk and the future bride is a smart and beautiful cop who has her eyes on Michael.
While this film doesn't have too many redeeming qualities Jerry O'Connell is one of them. His character Michael Delaney is one of the few characters in the movie with a conscience. Working from a script that consists mostly of one boner joke after another O'Connell fares quite well considering the lines he has to deliver. He even becomes the underdog you end up rooting for. Jake Busey is a different story altogether: his character Kyle does not evoke the slightest shred of sympathy even as he lies on a hospital bed battling testicular cancer. Kyle is crass vulgar and chauvinistic. He treats women like dirt spewing lines like "I don't want a feminist bitch who'll keep her own name when you marry her." Natalie Parker who plays O'Connell's love interest gives a fair but slightly lackluster performance as an unrealistically bright sharp-shooting cop with a bone to pick. In one scene she casually discusses her love life with her partner during a shoot out in a crack house. Bill Maher (best known for hosting the late-night talk show "Politically Incorrect") makes a cameo appearance as the casino owner. The rest of the cast consists of a lot of blondes who all resemble one another.
Gregory Poirier (See Spot Run) who wrote and directed Tomcats knows his audience and gets right to the point. The film does not try to be clever and it may actually alienate anyone who is not a hormone-laden frat boy. The story is lame and predictable and most of the characters are obnoxious and detestable. There is no outstanding cinematography to speak of and there are no special effects. But let's face it Tomcats' target audience is not going for great visuals. They want their jokes Porky's style and Tomcats definitely delivers those. In a film that features librarian-by-day-dominatrix-by-night story lines lesbian fantasies and Viagra jokes Poirier is too busy catering to teenage boys to worry about being offensive to everyone else.