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Angelina Jolie, dubbed Angelina The Conqueror by Vanity Fair magazine, is featured in the new issue of the mag due out on newsstands this Wednesday. The interview, which was conducted in Venice, Italy where Ange has been filming a film with Johnny Depp called The Tourist, discusses issues ranging from rumored pregnancy (she’s not) to marriage (she won’t cuz she already feels like she is) to the prospect of co-starring with faux hubby Brad Pitt in a movie again (it’s possible but not likely they’d do Mr. & Mrs. Smith 2). Here is a sneak peek at Ange‘s upcoming VF magazine feature along with some excerpts from her interview:

“No, I’m not pregnant,” Angelina Jolie tells Vanity Fair contributing editor Rich Cohen, from the set of her movie in Venice, Italy. Perhaps in the future? “We’re not opposed to it. But we want to make sure we can give everybody special time. They’re kids now, and can play together, but they’re going to need a lot more talking in the middle of the night, like I did with my mom for hours. We want to make sure we don’t build a family so big that we don’t have absolutely enough time to raise them each really well.” Jolie says she and Brad Pitt also are not “against getting married,” but “it’s just like we already are. Children are clearly a commitment, a bigger commitment [than marriage]. It’s for life.” Despite her dedication to her work, she thinks she won’t do it much longer: “It’s not the most important thing in my life. Acting helped me as I was growing up. It helped me learn about myself, helped me travel, helped me understand life, express myself, all those wonderful things. So I’m very, very grateful, it’s a fun job. It’s a luxury. Look, I’m at work today in the middle of Venice. But I don’t think I’ll do it much longer.” Jolie says this reassessment is mostly due to her family: “Because I have a happy home….I got back from work last night, and everybody was playing music and dancing and I suddenly found myself dancing around with a bunch of little fun crazy people.” Jolie talks extensively about her children, explaining that “Mad’s a real intellectual, which I can take no credit for genetically. He’s great at school, great at history. He feels like he could be a writer or travel the world and learn about places and things. Zahara’s got an extraordinary voice and is just so elegant and well spoken. Shiloh’s hysterically funny, one of the goofiest, most playful people you’ll ever meet. Knox and Viv are classic boy and girl. She’s really female. And he’s really a little dude.” Jolie says that when she was growing up she was most like her daughter Shiloh: “Goofy and verbal, the early signs of a performer…. I used to get dressed up in costumes and jump around. But at some point, I got closed off, darker. I don’t remember anything happening. I think you just get hit with the realities of certain things in life, think too much, start to realize the world isn’t as you wished it would be, so you deepen. Then, as I had kids and got older—being goofy, lighter—it all came back.” And what does Angelina think of Brad’s strange, wispy beard? “I love Brad in every state.”

Wow … in just this short excerpt we’ve already learned so much from Angelina, stuff that she hasn’t really shared in the past few years. It’s really cool getting to hear about the kids in this intimate way. I suspect the full interview will reveal even more. Ange and the fam have made their way back home to SoCal so that daddy Brad can do some work here. Over the weekend, Angelina was spotted with her eldest daughters Zahara Marley and Shiloh Nouvel making their way into a party in Culver City. After the jump, check out a couple photos of the ladies here in LA this weekend and read a few more excerpts from Angelina‘s upcoming VF interview …

Harry Potter film star Emma Watson is featured inside the new issue of Vanity Fair magazine (which, as you may recall, is devoted to the upcoming World Cup soccer tournament and features hawt fútbol studs on the cover) and in her accompanying interview, she opens up about how horribly she is doing in her first year at Brown University:

She’s Hollywood’s highest paid actress and the star of one of the biggest film franchises of all time. But Emma Watson has revealed she enrolled in acting classes at her American college. And in a candid confession, the 20-year-old said: ‘I think actually I’m the worst in the class.’ Watson, who plays Hermione Granger in the Harry Potter films, chose acting class during her first year at the exclusive Brown University in Rhode Island. She admitted that she was terrified of going back to school following the phenomenal success of the six Harry Potter films that catapulted her to stardom … With an estimated fortune of £10.5million, Watson was named last year by Vanity Fair magazine as Hollywood’s highest paid actress taking home £20million. She earned more than established stars such as Julia Roberts and Jennifer Aniston thanks to her income from the latest two Potter films, The Deathly Hallows Parts I and II, which will come out in November this year and 2011. Watson stunned many in the film business by turning down other acting roles to go back to school last year having achieved straight As in her A-levels. She confessed that she had second thoughts about college life after arriving in the US. ‘It was just awful,’ she told this month’s Vanity Fair magazine. ‘I was like, I must be mad. Why am I doing this?’ … The actress told the magazine, which features her in a photo spread by celebrated photographer Patrick Demarchelier, that having settled into college life she has never been happier. She said she was worried her fame – she is also the face of fashion chain Burberry and has a £3million deal with Chanel – would prevent her from having a normal life like other students at the £25,000 a year college. ‘I was scared before I came to Brown – that I wasn’t going to be allowed to have both a career and a normal life,’ she said. ‘People would think that I didn’t deserve to have both.

Pshaw! If any actor deserves to have it all, I’d say Emma Watson is deffo the one. She seems to be such an unassuming, humble, extremely talented and — gasp — nice girl. She makes a fantastic Hermoine Granger and for that deserves all the success and wealth she has earned from her hard work. The fact that she wants to better herself at University just proves the kind of woman she wants to be … a well-rounded, accomplished woman. I just love her to death. After the jump, check out one more photo from Emma’s VF photospread and watch a behind the scenes video of her shoot …

The World Cup soccer tournament is just about a month away and Vanity Fair magazine is getting into the tourney spirit with the cover of their new issue. Fútbol stars Cristiano Ronaldo and Didier Drogba are featured on the cover (and in their undies) of the new issue of VF magazine in a coverstory article that celebrates the upcoming soccer tournament:

In 38 days, it begins. The World Cup captivates more people around the globe than any other event, sporting or otherwise. Every four years, in pubs and corporate boardrooms, thatched huts and flophouses, fans of “the Beautiful Game” gather around televisions and transistor radios—and now, for the deep of pocket, iPhones and 3-D flat screens—to cheer for their heroes. They watch and listen by the billions, holding their breath at every corner kick, falling to their knees or leaping for joy at every goal scored. That this year’s tournament is in South Africa, where apartheid was the law of the land until 1994, only adds to the heightened sense of celebration—this is about a whole lot more than just soccer. For the June issue of Vanity Fair, Annie Leibovitz set out to capture some of the sport’s biggest stars, including Portugal’s Cristiano Ronaldo, Ivory Coast’s Didier Drogba, Cameroon’s Samuel Eto’o, and Brazil’s Kaká. Leibovitz’s portraits are, well, revealing. And underwear has never looked so patriotic. In America, these men might not enjoy the same name recognition as the stars of the N.F.L.—that game that we call football—but for most of the planet, they are more than just showstoppers. They are gods. A. A. Gill, in his accompanying June-issue essay, captures just how important football (don’t you dare call it “soccer,” he warns) and the World Cup are to the 6.8 billion of us who live on Planet Earth. “Football took to the world pitch at about the same time as the modern independent nation-state,” Gill writes. “After a flag, a national anthem, and a press release decrying Yankee imperialism, the next thing newly minted nations do is build a stadium and come up with a national grudge match.” Grudges old and new will be settled (or worsened) beginning on June 11, as South Africa opens the World Cup in Soweto against Mexico. Must-see games abound from there on, with England vs. U.S.A. (June 12) and most any matchup from the so-called Group of Death—Ivory Coast vs. Portugal (June 15), Brazil vs. Ivory Coast (June 20), Portugal vs. Brazil (June 25)—topping the list from the opening round.

It’s no secret that I am not a huge soccer fan (sorry, football fan) but I can’t help but be intrigued by the largest sports tournament that exists on the planet. Even tho it’s a very (very, very, very, very) long shot, I’ll be rootin’ for Team USA to win the whole shebang. While it’s highly unlikely, it’s not outside the realm of possibility … and that, I think, is what makes the World Cup tournament so exciting for everyone. Every single country has the same chance at World Cup glory :) After the jump, check out a couple photos of other soccer stars in the pages of this issue of VF mag and check out a behind-the-scenes video from the photoshoot …

Outside of the Academy Awards themselves, and the accompanying Governor’s Ball, there is no bigger event on Oscar night than the annual Vanity Fair Oscar Party hosted by VF editor in chief Graydon Carter. Here are a few photos from the red carpet arrivals at the Sunset Tower, the site of this year’s affair, along with some deets from the LA Times about what went down at the soirée:

Although the winners of the 82nd Academy Awards might have been a roll of the dice, Vanity Fair’s post-Oscar party is a sure thing. This year was no exception. Maggie Gyllenhaal and Peter Sarsgaard Held at West Hollywood’s Sunset Tower Hotel, nominees, winners and celebrity guests joined VF editor in chief Graydon Carter for the annual exclusive fete. Young, old, werewolf and human peppered the gathering — from Joan and Jackie Collins to Taylor Lautner and Zac Efron. Meryl Streep perched on a couch, chatting up pregnant Amy Adams, while Maggie Gyllenhaal and Peter Sarsgaard huddled in a corner talking to pal Carey Mulligan. Michael Bay loomed near Jessica Simpson, Marc Anthony, Heidi Klum and Harvey Weinstein in the Terrace Room. Charlize Theron and her mother, Gerda, bypassed Ed Norton and Shauna Robertson to mingle with Suzanne Somers, Joe and Nick Jonas, Tyler Perry, Russell Brand and Katy Perry and Sean Penn. A very formal Giovanni Ribisi spoke at length with a casually dressed Beck; nearby, Oscar producer Adam Shankman talked the telecast with Jon Hamm and Jennifer Westfeldt. Sarah Silverman introduced herself to Spike Lee, while Vera Wang danced to Michael Jackson’s “PYT” with her Olympic medalist muse, Evan Lysacek. The night’s big winner, Kathryn Bigelow, with her “Hurt Locker” star Jeremy Renner, was greeted with unanimous applause from the likes of a radiant Gabrielle Union, Judd Apatow, Chevy Chase, Lee Daniels, Natalie Portman, Common, Kid Rock, Oscar host Steve Martin, Robert Downey Jr., Macaulay Culkin, Rachel McAdams, best actress nominee Gabourey Sidibe and Bill Maher. Exes Ryan Phillippe and Abbie Cornish kept their distance, while Jennifer Lopez revealed a quick change into a black gown to husband Marc Anthony. Efron kept his “High School Musical” gal Vanessa Hudgens warm on the chilly patio, while Keanu Reeves and Cameron Diaz were offered In n’ Out burgers on silver platters. Jesse James and Sandra Bullock This year’s best actress winner, Sandra Bullock, made an appearance with her husband, Jesse James, both eager to greet Ryan Reynolds (sans bride Scarlett Johannson). Oscar winners Christoph Waltz, Jeff Bridges, Sandy Powell and T-Bone Burnett were in also attendance.

Juicy, juicy … I believe this is the first time that Ryan Phillippe and Abbie Cornish have been at the same public event since their split last month. I guess things are not amicable between the ex-lovers. The Vanity Fair party is really the event to attend after the Oscars. There are many other parties to attend, including Elton John‘s annual event, but anyone who is anyone is Hollywood makes it a point to show up at the VF event. I’m glad to see that some of the ladies changed up their looks from the Oscar red carpet to the VF red carpet … it’s a shame that Charlie Theron didn’t change out of her rose-budded boobie dress because it was just a WORLD of no. Sounds like this year’s VF party was a good time.

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Embattled golf star Tiger Woods is featured on the cover of the new issue of Vanity Fair magazine, photographed by renown photographer Annie Leibovitz. Woods posed for Leibovitz in the days before the Tiger Woods Cheating Scandal broke around Thanksgiving last year and, as a result, is featured on the cover and in the pages of the mag. I suspect an interview with Woods was not completed by the time the scandal broke because the coverstory article features no quotes from Woods himself and really only rehashes the drama that has engulfed his life in the past few weeks. Here is Tiger‘s VF cover and some excerpts from the coverstory article:

It wasn’t until after the early-morning hours of November 27—when Tiger Woods got into his Cadillac Escalade closely trailed by a golf club carried by his likely very furious wife, drove his car far less distance than he putts a golf ball, and hit a fire hydrant—that the tens of millions of us who admired him suddenly came to a realization: this was the first time we had ever seen him do something human, except perhaps for when, at the Buick Open last year, he was caught on video shaking his leg, apparently farting, and then grinning like a frat boy. We know all too well the unraveling that has gone on since the crash. Tiger’s little car ride was as pregnant with imminent implosion as the one taken by another sports celebrity on the San Diego Freeway, followed by a convoy of Los Angeles police cars, in 1994. Tiger’s story has been driven by sex, tons of it, in allegedly all different varieties: threesomes in which he greatly enjoyed girl-on-girl, and mild S&M (featuring hair-pulling and spanking); $60,000 pay-for-sex escort dates; a quickie against the side of a car in a church parking lot; a preference for porn stars and nightclub waitresses, virtually all of them with lips almost as thick as their very full breasts; drug-bolstered encounters designed to make him even more of a conquistador (Ambien, of all things); immature sex-text messages (“Send me something naughty … Go to the bathroom and take [a picture],” “I will wear you out … When was the last time you got [laid]?”); soulful confessions that he got married only for image and was bored with his wife; regular payments of between $5,000 and $10,000 each month to keep his harem quiet. It’s all there and more in what is the greatest single fall in popularity of a nonpolitician in the history of public-opinion surveys: a drop in approval from 87 percent in 2005 to 33 percent, with an unfavorable rating of 57 percent, according to a recent USA Today/Gallup poll … In an age of constant gotcha and exposure, [Tiger] had always been the bionic man in terms of personality, controlling to a fault and controlled to a fault, smiling with humility and showing those pearly white teeth in victory or defeat, sui generis in the world of pro golf, where even fellow pros and other insiders didn’t really know him, because he didn’t want anybody to know him. With Woods, everything was crafted to produce a man of nothing, with no interior—non-threatening and non-controversial.

Well, that was then, this is now. This Vanity Fair coverstory refers to an old interview that Tiger Woods did for GQ early on in his career that shows just how human he used to be … before he knew any better. After the jump, read that excerpt from this VF artcile …

Matthew Morrison, Cory Monteith, Mark Salling, Chris Colfer and Kevin McHale — the principal male stars of the hit Fox TV series Glee — were all on hand at the Los Angeles County Museum of Art to pose for a photospread in Vanity Fair magazine. The Glee guys were all dressed up in trench-coats and were wielding umbrellas around the LACMA‘s outdoor art installation Urban Light (which is basically a bunch of street lights grouped together in front of the museum) in an homage to the Gene Kelly classic Singing in the Rain:

Considering the weather we’ve been “enjoying” here in SoCal this week, it’s entirely possible that the guys were actually singing (and posing) in honest to goodness rain. No word on when these photos will be published in the pages of VF mag but I’ll be keepin’ an eye out. What a fun idea for a photoshoot, no?

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Last week we got our first look at Robert Pattinson on the cover and in the pages of Vanity Fair magazine and at the the time, got an eyeful of amazing photos of R. Pattz shot by famed photographer Bruce Weber. Today we get to check out another eyeful of Weber photos as VF unleashes a big ol’ batch of outtake photos from Rob‘s photospread:

As Twilight’s reluctant bloodsucker, Vanity Fair’s December cover star has made teenage girls (and their mothers) swoon. To accompany Evgenia Peretz’s profile, which addresses Pattinson’s relationship with co-star Kristen Stewart and Hollywood’s doubts about casting him as Edward Cullen, VF.com presents the second of five slide shows featuring outtakes from his epic session with photographer Bruce Weber.

Yeah, yeah … we read excerpts from the interview last week and, most likely, many of you already have this magazine in your possession. So let’s get to the outtakes, shall we? Check ‘em out after the jump …

Vanity Fair magazine and photographer Mark Seliger brings us our first look at the assembled cast of the new musical The Addams Family. The Addams Family have existed on TV and then in movies but this is the first time the fam has been presented on the musical theater stage … behold:

It’s welcome news that Charles Ad­dams—“the van Gogh of the ghouls”— and his perfectly defective American family are coming to Broadway later this season. The immortal Addams family has been a macabre musical waiting to happen ever since the classic 1960s TV series. Besides, the show has at least two assets that make it a neat fit for Broadway: it’s about a dysfunctional family and it’s a cartoon. The Addams Family stars the undisputed king of Broadway musicals, Nathan Lane, as the gallant, dapper layabout Gomez. (The irrepressible Lane even looks like a living cartoon.) The smashing Bebe Neuwirth makes for inspired casting as the slinky matriarchal goth, Morticia. The haute creepiness of the fun-house world of the adorable Morticia and Gomez is, as the jingle goes, altogether ooky. Yet it seems that the utterly nonconformist Addamses are, in their blissfully weird way, timely apostles of acceptance.

I’ve been a fan of The Addams Family since I was a kid … something about the macabre feel of the show (which felt more palpable than, say, The Munsters which is another dark TV series that I loved to watch as a kid) really resonated with me. Fun story: My mom put out a vase of thorny roses and I got the scissors and cut off all the rose buds just like Morticia did on the show … needless to say my mom was pissed as hell and I couldn’t understand why. I was even a fan of the movie versions of these characters. I cannot even express how excited I am to learn they are making a musical production out of The Addams Family. Bebe Neuwirth as Morticia and Nathan Lane as Gomez are PERFECTLY cast. I’m also a fan of Jackie Hoffman (who I fell in love with once I saw her in Xanadu: The Musical) and I think she will make an excellent Grandmama. After the jump, check out a fun behind the scenes video from this photoshoot and get introduced to the entire cast of The Addams Family: A New Musical …

When last we saw Twilight heartthrob Robert Pattinson inside the pages of Vanity Fair magazine, he was sharing the spotlight with some of his Twilight costars in order to promote the first Twilight film. R. Pattz wasn’t even showcased on the magazine’s cover! This time around, Pattinson has a new film to promote, The Twilight Saga: New Moon, and not only is he featured in the mag all by his lonesome but he is also featured on the magazine’s cover for his very own coverstory:

It’s been exactly one year since Twilight, the teenage-vampire book series turned film franchise, became a worldwide phenomenon, launching brooding, reluctant star Robert Pattinson into the celebrity stratosphere. Not since Leonardo DiCaprio’s Titanic era has there been a young actor so rabidly hunted by teenagers and paparazzi alike—enough that mere sightings of him with his co-star and rumored paramour Kristen Stewart make for international front-page news. For the cover story of Vanity Fair’s December issue, contributing editor Evgenia Peretz interviews Pattinson, Stewart, and a host of Twilight insiders for an intimate profile that describes how he landed the role of Edward Cullen, distills the essence of his appeal, and explores his discomfort with the hormone-fueled frenzy he inspires among his fans. Peretz, who, as it happens, profiled DiCaprio in 2004, follows the Byronic British actor from the Comic-Con convention in San Diego to the Waldorf Towers in New York City, as he prepares for the November 20 release of Twilight’s sequel, New Moon. There are no wild nights out at clubs—even if he could go out without being mobbed, Pattinson would prefer to curl up with a good book. Rather than working his way through supermodels, Pattinson, who’s been living out of three suitcases for the past year, has been feeling overwhelmed, self-conscious, and guilty. “I’m trying not to drown,” he says in his hotel room at the San Diego Hard Rock Hotel, which is littered today with beer bottles, old scrambled eggs, a half-eaten Twix bar, and a dirty pair of jeans on the living-room floor. And he notices that he hasn’t made his bed. “Oh, God. Sorry about that.” “I’m unbearably self-conscious about stuff,” he admits. To the point where, while filming scenes before the army of New York paparazzi that has been following him around, he is terrified that his “ass crack is showing.” Raised outside London in a small village, with a wavering desire to be either a musician or an actor, Pattinson is painfully modest about his talent and looks, and eternally confused by his fans’ devotion. Despite the fact that he is an exquisite beauty—with perfectly formed red, red lips and a face that might have been dreamed by the Romantic poets—he thinks he resembles “a cartoon character.” One of his legs is longer than the other, which makes him look, he assures you, “like an idiot.” He’s sure he’s driving people crazy by constantly talking about how he can’t leave his hotel room. And he sees his inability to relish his fans’ reverence as his own shortcoming. “I guess I’m not the type of guy cut out to do a franchise,” he says. “I’m not much of a crowd person.”

Yeah, thus far this sounds like the Robert Pattison that we’ve come to know and lurve … painfully shy, terribly awkward and absolutely unassuming even tho he is the hottest commodity in Hollywood right now … with perfect hair!!! After the jump, check out a few photos of R. Pattz in this issue of VF and read a few more excerpts from his coverstory interview …

Vanity Fair magazine is paying tribute to the late Charlie’s Angel Farrah Fawcett and the late King of Pop Michael Jackson on the cover and in the pages of the September issue of their mag (on newsstands August 11). Both Farrah and MJ will share equal coverage on the magazine cover as 50% of the printing run will feature Farrah on the cover and 50% will feature MJ on the cover, subscriber copies are also split 50/50 with random covers arriving subscriber mailboxes:

Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson are getting equal attention in September’s Vanity Fair. Half of the copies will feature a cover photograph of Fawcett by Bruce McBroom; the other half will feature a cover photograph of Jackson by Annie Leibovitz. Subscribers will get one of the two at random, but the magazines, which will include the same content, will be on newsstands nationwide Aug. 11. USA TODAY runs down talking points from the articles on the two celebrities, who died June 25.

Here is Farrah‘s VF magazine cover along with excerpts from the coverstory:

Love. About her relationship with longtime companion Ryan O’Neal: “She’s always been the real love of his life and he’s always been the real love of her life. She never stopped loving him.” — BFF Alana Stewart

Fame. About that 1970s’ hair: “She said, ‘I can’t see to the right or left, and that way I don’t have to see people looking at me.’ ” — O’Neal recounting Fawcett’s response when he asked

Career. “Careers have to be very carefully plotted, but she was not driven by that singular focus on the next step and the next step.” — Leonard Goldberg, who co-produced Charlie’s Angels, which Fawcett left after one season

Odd behavior. On her appearance with David Letterman in which she sounded incoherent: “I was the pothead; she’s one of those people who flossed every night and took care of herself. When I saw her on Letterman, I thought she was acting. She was selling Playboy magazine, and she thought she was being Playmate-ish.” — O’Neal

Family. On O’Neal’s “devotion” to Fawcett: “My dad’s only goal was to make sure he would be in the will. It was so disgustingly transparent as soon as she found out she was terminal. I consider him a vulture presiding over a carcass.” — Griffin O’Neal
“I hate him! He knows I have money. I made a tremendous amount of money on real estate, more than I deserve.” — Ryan O’Neal’s response

After the jump, check out Michael Jackson‘s VF coverphoto and read some excerpts from his coverstory as well …