Two Cents On Hollywood Goss

Read over breakfast this morning that Jennifer Aniston is officially seeing Vince Vaughn.

Vince Vaughn??!! Vince Vaughn?!?!

After Brad Pitt? I mean, he's amusing and all, and certainly a er large hunk of a man. But there doesn't seem to be much else there, I'm sorry to say. I mean, we're not even close to the writer-director comic, sardonic psyche of a Ben Stiller or an Owen Wilson--two guys who will fool around in flicks like Starsky and Hutch and Zoolander, but it will be crystal-clear that both are, together and individually, capable of so much more. Vince Vaughn? This is clearly a rebound thing, yes? I agree, Brad Pitt is such a tough act to follow that virtually anyone would pale in comparison. But Aniston should set aside her momentary attractions and her temporary loneliness, and consider the possibilities of teaming up with someone who will do something substantial for her and her public spin. She made great strides with that Vanity Fair cover and interview. She should be content to stay solo for awhile. There is much dignity in solo.

Ultimately, she needs a romantic alliance that is creative and stimulating. The kind of connection that will give people a buzz that surpasses physical. After all, she has a career to focus upon--Friends is long gone. What about someone like Viggo Mortenson--okay, yes, he's married so that poses a problem. But someone with smarts, talent, and quiet assurance. Someone whose looks are evident but not over obviously so. Off the top of my head? I'm thinking Steve Martin. So he's a bit older, but no older than Harrison Ford is for Calista Flockhart. What about George Clooney? You just know he'd go for her--but this would be a two to three year, non-marriage thing. Or why not a brilliant character actor? Someone like Philip Seymour Hoffman if she's so into girth? Hear he's done wonderful work in the new Truman Capote bioepic.

Someone. Not just anyone. Think about it, Jen, please. Let's talk more next time we have lunch...