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2006 December 19

Who's Your Daddy?

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(NEW YORK) With last Thursday’s jubilant Dreamgirls screening fresh in the minds of moviegoers, the apocalyptic epic Children of Men was quite a leap in tone and subject matter. Andrew Saffir and GQ brought the movie’s director, Alfonso Cuarón, and its stars, Julianne Moore and Clive Owen, to the Tribeca Grand screening room for a dramatic end to 2006’s Cinema Society screenings.

Was the movie, in whose plotline the human population has only about 20 years until its end, as emotional to make as it was to watch? “Not really. We had a good time making it,” said Owen. “People often think that what the movie’s like is what the atmosphere on set is like, but that’s not the case. Julianne and Alfonso both have a wicked sense of humor.”

“I had a great time,” added Moore. “I loved working with Alfonso. He’s just a staggeringly brilliant filmmaker.”

While they might have had a ball, the audience found itself shaken up by its future world filled with terrorism, infertility, and world war. “It was so disturbing because it’s close to being possible,” warned Julia Stiles. “Questionable…” mused Molly Sims. “It was really intense.”

“I feel catatonic, kind of like I’ve been chased and shot at for two hours,” said a wineglass-wielding Moby at the penthouse party that followed at the Soho Grand, surrounded by Jim Nelson, Jane Krakowski, Dana Delany, Damon Dash and Rachel Roy, Josh Hartnett, Michael Stipe, Iman, Bart Freundlich, Paul Cavaco, and Ferebee Bishop. “That’s part of the reason I’m drinking.” Others, though, were more hopeful. “What about all the fertility doctors?” wondered Cynthia Rowley. “The IVF doctors are just getting good now.” And as B-52 Fred Schneider joked, “What a nice holiday movie! I’m going to take my niece and nephew to see that one.”

On the upside, however, the film did get viewers to ponder how to make the most of their time. “My resolution is to start producing films,” said Heather Graham. “Next year I’m gonna friggin’ do it! I’m working on a sex comedy called The Accidental Virgin about a girl who hasn’t had sex in a year.”

“I’ve got a Santa suit, and I’ve been practicing falling out of my chimney so I can surprise my four-year-old son Augustus on Christmas,” said Rufus Albemarle. “I’ve got to be careful not to break my coccyx again, like the time I busted it bobsleighing in Austria after too much schnapps.”
ANGELA GAIMARI