The Life of Rielle Hunter: Filmmaker and John Edwards’ Mistress
August 9th, 2008 by Scott Marks
“Where do I put the quarter?”
Joel Wicklund from Chicago, Illinois writes, “I know you do gossip here Scott, but isn’t it usually entertainment related?”
Excellent question, Joel! What is more entertaining than seeing a politician, Republican or Democrat, tripping over his own penis while purporting family values and using his cancer-stricken wife for photo-ops in a henious attempt to attract the sympathy vote? Talk about a great gossip yarn: Love, hate, violence, action, death… in a word, emotion! What Sam Fuller would have done with this material, particularly when you consider the tabloid angle.
God Bless the National Enquirer! I am proud to say that the National Enquirer has been a welcome visitor to my home for almost 30 years. The initial allure was eye-catching headlines like “Adam and Eve Were Astronauts,” or “Boy, 9, trapped inside refrigerator forced to eat own foot to stay alive.” (The latter headline came from a National Lampoon parody, but you catch my drift.) They also manage to unearth mounds of Hollywood dirt. When it comes to gossip, I’m like a celebrity Dirt Devil sucking up every crumb of conjecture and the Enquirer has the dirtiest floors in town.
Over the years, the paper has taken a more responsible approach to journalism and while I used to joke that if what they print isn’t true it should be, it is becoming harder and harder to find someone who has successfully sued the tabloid. Regarding the Edwards’ scandal, Emulsion Compulsion’s sub-heading fitfully describes its content as “Film Reviews, Rants, Pop Culture Gossip and Movie Photo Gallery.” Politics isn’t my forte, filth is and given the Enquirer’s papal dispensation, this neatly fits into the “Pop Culture Gossip” section of the show. One complaint: Ff the Enquirer had any cinema savvy, their headline would have read, “Candidate Edwards Caught In Love Nest With ‘Filmmaker.’”
I can sense that your are still not satisfied, Joel so I will now make the John Edwards scandal an official entry in the movie devoted EC archives. In addition to her skills as a homewrecking hussy, Edwards’ mistress Rielle hunter is also a filmmaker! That’s right! First Jeffrey, then Tab, Rock, Heather and now Rielle Hunter! In addition to Edwards campaign videos, Ms. Hunter directed the 2001 short Billy Bob and Them that she wrote, produced and starred in.
How’s that for personalized service, Joel? Regarding your closing comments, “As for politics, how about a review of the scary-bad “More reviews, please,” here is the awful truth: EC received more hits on this fercockte Edwards insanity than any 20 of my reviews combined. Call me a hit-whore, but I have to occasionally give the public what they. Besides, I had ample chances to see Swing Vote and passed on all of them. If I don’t review every movie that I see it’s because I can’t think of any more ways to say “s–t.” Reviewing bad movies can really be a grind especially when I try my best to forget most of them while exiting the theatre. If they’re good, I’ll let you know. There is always the Film Club and for my flash reactions to every movie that I see, check out my Twitter feed.
Rielle Hunter on Extra!
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Personalized service indeed! Well, I stand corrected. I had no idea Ms. Hunter was such an artist behind the camera. As for giving the pubic what they want, hey as long as the gossip hounding seems to be up your alley, I wouldn’t dare call you a hit-whore. Follow your bliss. Just worried you might get more of a rep as a snarky Rona Barrett than our beloved defender of celluloid. Maybe it’s my own, severe sickness that I’d rather see “Swing Vote” and get pissed off at its directionless malarkey than read another word about Hannah Montana. The world clearly feels differently, so I defer to your pop culture savvy. I spend my net-surfing time looking for old radio shows starring Frank Lovejoy, so I’m probably not the intended demographic.
Frank Lovejoy?!?!? What next, a radio transcription of Dane Clark as the title role in “I Remember Mama?”
If gossip pays the bills, I harbor no shame. Besides, who else do you know writing “think pieces” on Slowpoke Rodriguez?