Is Kanye's bid for a quiet private life, well, screwed? His 'baby mama' is Kim Kardashian, who lives her life in front of the cameras sharing every intimate moment with her fans on her E! Show. It's a ratings hit for the network, and honestly I'm one of the millions addicted to the show.
These are my people. They just don't know it yet. I'm on a packed train out of London, surrounded by black-shirted music fans; all of us bound for Castle Donington and a weekend of the heaviest of all metals.
So here's some already-great names (I use the term loosely) that they could choose from if they're struggling, all following the signature Kardashian K start, obviously:
While public interest and a macabre voyeurism are evidently powerful drivers in the media's coverage of Charles Saatchi's apparent assault on Nigella Lawson - the headlines everywhere should be a collective rejection of domestic violence.
As the plane touched down in Freetown, my thoughts turned to my baby son, at home. I'd come to a country where one in five children dies before the age of five. I'd read that fact over and over again and - as I stepped onto the dusty tarmac in Sierra Leone - a mixture of guilt and relief mingled inside, knowing my own flesh and blood was healthy and safe.
The cast, the scriptwriter, the producer, the composer (Yes, I am listening to snatches of Hans Zimmer's score as I write this!) It's the optimum mix of the right talent at the right time that can only lead to perfection, right? I am firm in the belief that Man of Steel could be the most epic superhero story ever told on the big screen.
I've been eagerly anticipating the start of this year's 30th anniversary BBC Cardiff Singer of the World contest, which has been firmly in my diary for the last 18 months. I've been following the months of preparation leading up to next week, to the extraordinary, challenging competition, which viewers and listeners around the world have the chance to see - and it represents the culmination of many, many months of musical preparation by each of the candidates. It's a world-wide event, a fantastic platform!
Fast and Furious 6 is like the Jurassic Park of car movies. We filmed the car chases in urban jungles, loaded with sprawling and dangerous cliff side roads where the primordial beasts at our disposal could shake the landscape with the roar of nearly 100,000 horse power.
I'm an independent filmmaker. I've tried a lot of different ways of giving stuff away free over the years. However, shooting movies isn't free, and at some point in the process you need to make sure that someone gives you some money, otherwise you don't get to make any more independent movies.
I feel that I share both a special bond with the show and the pain of the Stark family. Therefore, I've come up with some sure fire ways to ride out the ensuing nine or so months until the next series arrives. **Warning cryptic mild spoilers alert**
If anybody ever asks me, "who's your favourite superhero?", I always have to say Superman, because he is the grand-daddy of them all. If there wasn't Superman, there wouldn't be superhero comics at all.
Nabil was just 22 years old when he was sold for a bounty to US forces and taken to Guantanamo Bay. He has been held there ever since without charge or trial. The US has since admitted that he was mistakenly arrested. In 2007 Nabil was cleared for release. Then, in 2009, Barack Obama became President and promised to close Guantanamo Bay. Nabil - like all the detainees - thought that maybe, finally his time had come to be released from his indefinite detention. Instead, the President did nothing.
What is far more important is that the Doctor remains a British archetype rather than conform to any preconceived physical form. He has been many shades of British eccentric; a tea drinking, jelly baby munching dandy, draped in cricket whites, tweeds and Edwardian velvet.
Zack Snyder can safely say he's put his own stamp on a 80-year brand, but I'd have happily swapped 30 minutes of the black puffs of smokey Apocalypse for just a couple more raised eyebrows and acknowledgement that a beautiful man, blue tights, arms crossed, red cape and quiff a-kimbo is actually quite a funny thing when you think about it.
The fact is however that as more cases become public, more victims come forward... And their abuse has been real. They weren't what Irons dismisses as "goers". They were young, vulnerable women - children, mostly - who were easy prey for the powerful men who abused them.
The season's last episode, "Mhysa," leaves us, and the denizens of Westeros, in a delicate situation. As some readers may already know, the show's creators decided to split the third book into two seasons -- this season, and next season. As a result, we get the feeling that there are a lot of unresolved issues.
I tip my cap to "Mad Men" for fooling me again, and I mean that in the best possible way. When everything aligns just so, it's capable of pulling off a sucker punch that still feels earned and tonally united with what came before the shift or shocking moment.
The growing interest in American TV as a substitute for our own is not simply an idiosyncrasy, it signifies of Britain's failure to keep pace with the cultural market. The relative incompetence of home-produced programming becomes apparent in the context of the global marketplace - beyond the iPlayer horizon, Britain is punching well above its weight.
Attention has become a valuable commodity, especially its hairier cousin, fame. We live at a time where mass communication is ubiquitous, so getting people to notice you is easier than it has ever been. But despite the well-known phrase, not all publicity is good publicity.