Jodie, Jodie, Jodie
I have nothing to say about Jodie Foster's taste in women, because I realize that a great personality and chemistry trumps looks and age any day.
But I have one little problem with her new love Cindy Mort.
Mort created and wrote the highly obnoxious HBO show, "Tell Me You Love Me," featuring a cast of extremely plain (if not downright homely) looking actors and the most smackingly loud, sticky, creepy sex scenes imaginable.
I'm no prude, but I do not need to see heterosexual intercourse shot from a camera angle aimed between the legs of a man with giant red bouncing testicles.
I have no need to witness a woman in her late 60's sucking an old man's penis, either.
Mort may be considered a talented writer and creator in Hollywood, but if, "Tell Me You Love Me" is the best example of her oeuvre, then she sucks.
In the partners category of Zipdrive's Celebrity Lesbian Awards, I gotta give the gold to Ellen DeGeneres for Portia DiRossi, the silver to Rosie O'Donnell for Kelli Carpenter, and sorry Jodie, but you won't be getting the bronze for either of your women, especially not this new one and her smacky, sticky creepy sex scenes.