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CineVegas Film Festival...Britney Spears, Bill Pullman attend 10th Annual celebration at Palms!


Britney Spears in more innocent days


CineVegas tossed a glittering soiree at the Palms Place Pool last night to celebrate their glorious 10th Annual Film Festival.

It was a blow-out!

Scantily-clad showgirls dazzled the well-heeled guests with mesmerizing fire displays, smartly-attired caterers offered up delectable finger foods (the pastries were divine; a zillion calories, at least!) to the high-spirited party-goers, and a popular DJ revved up the mood with an eclectic mix of scintillating sounds.

Given the high profile nature of the event, it's evident why Lifestyle's reporter Robin Leach slipped in unnoticed to take notes from the sidelines.

Dennis Hopper, meanwhile - with Fest Prez Robin Greenspun in tow - circulated the exotic pool patio and delighted film buffs with his down-to-earth accessible demeanor.

"He's so cool," one young dude gushed to his pals.



Bill Pullman - who attended a screening of his new project - "Your Name Here" - escaped my radar initially.

But when I scouted the landscape for news tidbits, I spied the casual handsome actor posing with fans for photos and streaming videos.


The Big Buzz?

Britney Spears made an entrance with little fanfare.


My new paparazzi buddies tipped me off that she jetted into town yesterday morning and was happily ensconced in a condo upstairs at the Palms. Rumors persisted that high-profile Hotelier - George Malooth - planned to take the young pop icon under his wing and launch her career in a fresh new direction.

The tony elite were pretty reserved in her presence, but a few of the guys found it difficult not to steal a glance or two in her direction (myself included).

Ms. Spears was fairly low-key, and mingled and mixed a bit, although somewhat aloof at times (unless she kicked up her heels a bit after I departed for more relaxed climbs, like a warm comfy bed!).

Wouldn't you be in her designer shoes?

After all, across town, Kevin Federline was being honored as the "Father of the Year" by Prive Nightclub at the Planet Hollywood Resort.

My shutterbug pals dashed over to cover the heart-warming event for their agency shortly after they snapped up a handful of shots they were pining for on the red carpet earlier.

Speaking of parents, Mimi Rogers appeared on the red carpet with her young daughter, Lucy.

The gracious film star was looking fabulous in a sparkly understated party dress that turned heads.

Ms. Rogers noted that she was at Paramount Studios that morning working on a couple of episodes of a popular new show and that in the next few months a few independent films she's featured in will be released as well.

When I asked her if she found the Indie projects good for exploring and experimenting with her craft, the response was a definite yes.

Her young one is quite pretty, with wide luminous eyes, and porcelain skin.

Immediately, I surmised one day she'd be modelling or pursuing an interest in ballet or dance; after all, she has the beauty and physical stature for both artistic pursuits.

Believe it or not, the likable kid wants to be a chef!

What kind of food does she like to cook?

"Italian," she responded to my querie with a touch of passion in her voice.

When I asked if she was interested in boys yet, she was a bit shy about discussing the subject. But, happily noted that her favorite celebrity is George Clooney. And, after her mother prompted her a little, she admitted that her all-time favorite actor is Cary Grant.

Ah, the young lady has great taste in men, eh?

A handful of local Vegas performers turned up to bask in the glow of the event, natch!

Nathan Burton, the magician, was thrilled that the Casino where he's performing just installed a wide-screen image on the outside of their entertainment complex, touting his dazzling Magic extravaganza which has been reeling the fans in.

Burton was inclined to tease that in the future he'll be unveiling a new segment for his show featuring 100 bodacious show girls. But, the cad was tight-lipped about the specifics.

Guess I'll have to snap up a ticket and catch one of the shows!

A number of filmmakers were making the rounds at the pool party, too. Being the great promoters that they are, many of the up-and-coming auteurs were inclined to pump hands, and excitedly chat about their projects, with the specific aim of rustling up some interest.

An engaging young director - Jonpaul Lewis - will be screening his three-minute film titled - "Jack the Ripper" - in a segment of shorts on June 17th and 18th.

The tale focuses on a suspect most historians are unfamiliar with who allegedly escaped to America.

That's all the info I can disclose, folks!

You'll have to check out the novel teaser for a proposed full-length feature, yourself!

Also, Gary Sax at Triathlon Pictures, noted that he may have a project in the works about women in sports. I'll keep you posted on that one, which appears to be marketable, in my estimation.

Three of the showgirls hired for the event were wearing what amounted to a lot of colorful paint!
A make-up artist spent about three hours adorning their nubile sentient beings with eye-catching erotic body art which left little to the imagination.

Of course, I posed the obvious question. Are you wearing a cup?

"A pastie," one of the ravishing beauties laughed.

And she confessed, it was held in place with a little bit of American magic: glue!

The ladies have worked in various shows around town and are all single, guys!

"It's hard to be married in the business'" the one dancer confided.

Hear that, Britney?

A younger Lucy trots red carpet with dotting Mom Mimi Rogers

Las Vegas...in great New Year spirits! Sahara Buffet specials & Hooters $100 free slots!


St. Pierre vs. Hughes "fight match" (December 29th)


As New Year's approaches, the masses continue to throng into town by the moment.

Meanwhile, I'm having a great winter vacation in "sin" city.

Last night I stood in line for about twenty five minutes for the Buffet Special at the Sahara Hotel, but, it was worth the wait.

There were tiers of succulent fruit, enticing salad dishes for the diet-conscious, and a whole array of scrumptious entrees - prime rib, steamed fish, oysters on the half shell, an assortment of tantalizing pasta dishes - you name it.


For those with a sweet tooth (I confess, moi!) there were mouth-watering pastries, pies, cookies, and other delectable goodies priced at a bargain-basement deal at $6.99.

Then, I hot-footed it over to "Hooters", where management was offering up $100 free slot play.


Heh, Dudes, there are a bevy of bodacious babes on hand to cater to your every need.

So, it may be wise to wet your whistle at their trendy watering hole before moving on for a wild carefree night on the town.

The strip has been bumper to bumper with traffic, so it may be wise to pluck up a day pass when you arrive, at the top of your stay.


The double-decker buses are quite comfortable, and trek up and down Las Vegas Boulevard regularly, so it appears the numero uno choice of travel for most over the holiday season.

The nights have been a bit nippy, though, with biting winds swirling in unexpectedly from the far reaches of the desert.


So, if you haven't sauntered into the popular desert resort yet, it may be wise to pack a sweater, wool cap, and maybe - mittens!


But, no doubt, you'll be slipping into the Casinos along the strip before the night freeze numbs the old bod - each offers up free cocktails to slot players - so take advantage of it.

Actually, if you don't win bundles of moolah at the slot machines, all is not lost.


With the advent of dazzling computer technology in recent years, Casino owners have given the nod to clever creative game-programmers, to spruce up the one-armed bandits with virtual screens that light up, drag you into fantasy scenarios when you hit a bonus line, and - in some instances - draw you into a unique interactive experience.

When I plunked down to play "Floppy Shoes", and hit a hot spot, a colorful clown popped up on screen.


Each time I was instructed to punch his nose, a balloon floated up and indicated the spoils I'd won, until the final end round.

At a slot machine with a theme on magic - a master of the sleight of hand swirled ten golden coins above his head - and invited me to "pick one" ; at which point, he swept 'em up in one fell swoop.


Then, tossed out a handful of coins, the lion's share of my booty.

But, it was the "Dance of the Spirit" which truly captured my imagination.


After hitting a special sequence of icons on the payline, the screen opened up, and a haunting voice invited me on a "Mystical Journey".

At this juncture, I was asked to select my "spirit guide" - which was an Eagle - by the way. Then, I was thrust headlong into a delightful fantasy journey.

In one sequence of events, a dreamcatcher "caught" coins that fell from the sky; in another, an exquisite butterfly fluttered across a screen, beckoned me to choose three options.


A fun, intriguing experience!

As for the Hotels, each has their own house band, in the event guests were not into slots or gambling at the Roulette or Black Jack tables. For the most part, the capable musicians drumed up solid musical stylings with a great party beat.

One woman I innocently slipped into some idle talk with (who turned out to be familiar with my blog, by golly!) lamented that she found it odd that one resort had booked in Kevin Federline (Britney's ex) to host a "party".

"Do you think he can actually draw in people?" she asked me incredulously.

At the Sahara, the house band really rocked - played a lot of olden golden goodies, for example - and got the crowd revved up and tilting on the intimate dance floor.

Yeah, in this instance, you could invite your date to the "Casbah", since that was the name of the joint.

Crowd-pleasing, top-selling shows in Vegas right now include such hits as Zumanity (Cirque Du Soleil), Blue Man Group (Venetian), and the American Superstars (Stratosphere).

Check the listings for details.

As the days have passed, Hotel accommodation has soared in price in anticipation of New Year's Eve.


One day the rate may be $60.00 for a single, for example, the next $100.00.

One hotel manager confessed he was unable to quote a price for tomorrow.

I guess they're waiting to see what the demand is, before they set the rate, and proceed to gouge the visitors for astronomical sums!

Maybe, I'll be homeless tomorrow ("No room at the Inn"?) and trekking back to Los Angeles sooner than I expected.

Actually, the crowds have been in great spirits.


When tourists stumble across a fellow traveler snapping pictures of family or friends on the strip, they wait patiently on the sidelines before passing to be sure the magic of the moment is not ruined.

Elsewhere, the throngs have stood in line patiently at site-seeing spots, courteous to those all around with smiles on their faces.

Yes, the town is in high spirits.

I guess, there's something about the intrigue of a New Year on the horizon, that puts folks' hearts in the right place!


Blue Man Group New Year 2007

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