John Turturro has no "Passione" for Brooklyn

John Turturro might live in Park Slope, but he doesn't want to sleep with us. He recently premiered his new documentary about Naples, entitled Passione, at BAM. Filmmaker magazine describes it as A “musical adventure” that chronicles the world of contemporary Neopolitan music from top to bottom, Passione is that rare film in our cynical times that embraces large gestures, outsized emotions and the lure of melodrama and sentimentality. It features performances from a seemingly never ending assortment of Naples’ most vibrant acts, traversing myriad genres and styles, the film’s big heart and bold sound stay with you long after the credits roll."

When asked whether he'd ever consider making a similar film about Brooklyn, JT announced that New York is no longer "dangerous and sexy." Pfft.

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Amy Sohn Does NOT, in fact, Have a Bugaboo: The FIPS Q & A

Hodgman doesn't return our tweets, and though we briefly considered that we *might* have been having an exchange with the REALSTEVEBUSCEMI, as it turned out, it was the FAKESTEVEBUSCEMI. Anyway, it ain't no thang, cause we've moved on and nailed ourselves an interview with our new fave BR-ALLER, Amy Sohn!

As you may recall, I loved the shit out of Sohn's latest novel about four Park Slope SAHM's, Prospect Park West. And so I was psyched to dive in deep and get to the bottom of things with some of our most burning questions.

So, yeah...Sohn indulged us and answered some of our Q's. We laughed, we cried, we ate fritatas.

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John Hodgman's Twit-tastrophe

Uhm, yeah.

So, John Hodgman accidentally tweeted his cell phone number out to his 82,493 followers the other day. He meant to send it as a direct message, but then he didn't.

Since I'm already in with ALL of the Park Slope celebs, wasn't no thang for me cause I already had his digits.

But, obvs he's had to go and change the damn thing now.

So, Turturo-n-Buscemi: if you're reading this, text me bros. I'll send you out Hodgman's new celly number, yo.

(via Gawker)

MAYBE FAKESTEVEBUSCEMI IS ACTUALLY REALSTEVEBUSCEMI AFTER ALL?

Well, bitches: don't say we never go to bat for your asses.

After learning the other day of the existence of a phantom Steve Buscemi account on Twitter, I have literally been working day and night trying to figure out if this chump was REALSTEVEBUSCEMI or FAKESTEVEBUSCEMI. And let me tell you: its fucking hard out there for a pimp.

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Is It OK To Kill A Penguin If Steve Buscemi Told Me To?

Dear Steve Buscemi,

Lest you think this is a Park Slope blog strictly focused on our local celeb-u-Johns (Turturro and Hodgman), fear not! We love your ass too!

I myself have seen you on two separate occassions at Sette, and once (I think?) walking on 7th Ave near Haagen-Dazs. And Benjamin saw you once with Artie Bucco from The Sopranos at Two Boots (HA!). But something tells me that you and I are going to be "running" into each other a LOT more in the days to come, cause now we're friends in the Twitterverse!

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