Harvey Weinstein And Marion Cotillard Break Bread At Dior Show



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The only kind of "artist" Harvey Weinstein is -- or ever will be, for that matter -- is a bullshit artist. Take it from a "creative." Robust liar and Thumotic Hollywood mogul Harvey Weinstein broke bread with -- mirabile dictu -- the delicate artist Marion Cotillard. Quelle juxtaposition, non? On the one hand we have a sclerotic gasbag like "Big Harv," and, on the other, an intuitive, sophisticated creative type. But that is the weird saga of the life of Harvey Weinstein, a big-boss man who, had he been born in Africa, would've been a thuggish strongman and bane of United States foreign policy (Exaggerated cough suggesting feigned detachment).

Instead, he was born to a cultured Jewish New York family and thus, temperamentally alienated from his historical beginnings, tries -- dear Lord how he tries! -- to exhibit, extol and nurture culture (Or, as he louchely calls it, "Kul-Cha!"), after his own clumsy, ham-fisted manner.

The big punk ass.

Our favorite story about Weinstein sticking his big, sweaty sausage fingers into the delicate workings of artists he "produces" is this clash with Martin Scorsese during "Gangs of New York," which, we cannot fail to note, he chopped into an unwieldy, incoherent mess. From The Guardian:

Weinstein, meanwhile, had concerns of his own. Lots of them. Why cast two of Hollywood's premier heartthrobs then cover them in grime? What's with that bizarre stovepipe hat on Daniel? What about his garish plaid trousers? Miramax sent out ceaseless memos detailing Weinstein's concerns - "It was constant," Scorsese moans - but they couldn't have fallen on deafer ears. 'There was one that said there was 'too much oil in the hair', Day-Lewis says with a chuckle. "So I said, 'Great, let's put some more oil in.' When I bumped into Harvey on the stairs at Cinecitta, I said, 'Harvey, I got the message about you wanting more oil in my hair. Is it okay now?'"

But what of his association with Marion Cotillard? From Fashionweekdaily:

'Tribal chic' might have been the loose theme of the Dior show, but there was a whole other society brewing in the front row: the Jardin des Tuileries space was boiling with photogenic celebrities ...But without a doubt, the most grandiose entrance belonged to a living saint here in France -- Marion Cotillard, and her unusual date Harvey Weinstein. "I've been busy singing and dancing on the set of Nine," she smiled. "Harvey grabbed my hand, we flew to Paris, and we're kind of guiding each other through this experience." While even the most culturally snobby of French audiences couldn't get enough of the recently minted Oscar victor, Weinstein took the opportunity to introduce the lauded thespian to practically the entire Arnault dynasty. 'Marion, please meet Mr. and Mrs. Arnault,' he diplomatically said. A new relationship was instantly born."

Also on hand at the Dior show were Emma Watson, Katy "I Kissed A Girl" Perry, Milla Jovovich, Dita von Teese, Marisa Berenson, Patrick Demarchelier, Stephanie Seymour, the mysterious Peter Brant, Zoe Saldana and Barbara Bush (!).