Q & A: Jessica Alba
Alba returns as Sue Storm (the Invisible Woman) in "Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer." She spoke to Ramin Setoodeh.
So do you hook up with Chris Evans in this one?
Eeew! He's my brother in the movie. That's disgusting.
Oops! I guess I didn't pay too much attention to the first movie.
This one is more exciting. Mr. Fantastic and Sue Storm get married. [To someone in the room]: On the other side, I think I'll put the clothes and the jewelry.
Who are you ordering around?
I wasn't ordering anybody! I have a [hair] weave and it's mixed up with the clothes. It's a really important conversation. I'm going to the ALMA Awards today.
The Latino Oscars? How many do you have?
I think I have one. It's in a funny little room here with my cheerleading award. I was a cheerleader because my mom wanted to do my hair big. And I like dancing.
Why do I keep reading about you and your boyfriend breaking up?
I didn't take a photo with him at a club. I don't like taking pictures that people are going to post on the Internet.
So are the two of you together?
I don't want to talk about that stuff. My personal life isn't entertainment.
What do you do for fun?
I read too much fiction. It's nice to escape. I was reading "Perfume." Did you read "Atlas Shrugged"?
Not yet. It's long.
It's impossible. Ohmygod, it's really long. It's, like, too long. So I'm going to start Philip Roth. I've never read any Philip Roth.
I love him! What are you reading?
I have "The Human Stain" and "American Pastoral" and I have one more.
You should start with "Goodbye, Columbus."
Is that the new one!?
No! It was his first book.
What's the new one called? I was talking to these girls about it last night. S--t! We were racking our brains about it.
A Really Bad Day for an Heiress Named Paris
'Mom! Mom! Mom! It's Not Right!'
One thing is clear after the latest and most absurd chapter in the life of Paris Hilton. She hardly leads a simple life. Just take a look at last week's events: she waltzed around the MTV Movie Awards, spent three days in jail, refused to eat, contracted an unnamed psychological ailment, was released on house arrest by a softhearted sheriff, went home with an ankle bracelet, was ordered back to court, requested to make her court appearance via telephone, was ordered again back to court, left her house amid an ocean of paparazzi, climbed into the back of a police car, rode to court followed by a fleet of helicopters, led an O.J.-like low-speed chase, cried uncontrollably in the back of the squad car, was sentenced back to jail for 45 days and cried for her mommy a lot. All of which left numerous questions unanswered about when she'll finally be free (her lawyers are working on an appeal) and how she'll manage to cash in on all the insanity. And then there's the most pressing question of all: how is poor Tinkerbell holding up?