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 <title>Fantastic Four: Julian Is Not Wearing Hugo Boss</title>
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 <description><![CDATA[<!--paging_filter--><div style="clear:both;"></div>The red carpet at last night's Liberty Island screening of the Fantastic Four was sopping wet. When the film's cast finally walked off the dock, they were a few hours late, having dragged their kitten heels through mud. 

<p>Alice Evans, a leggy blonde who has dated Mr. Fantastic (Ioan Gruffudd) for five years, hobbled about in a broken Jimmy Choo heel. Jessica Alba couldn't talk to the press&mdash;she was <i>seasick</i>, according to her publicist. And when asked how he felt on this grand occasion, Mr. Fantastic himself replied in one adjective&mdash;"Moist."</p>

Hoping to calm the livid reporters who they had literally stranded on an island, one well-intentioned publicist ventured on the red carpet to give a statement: "To anyone who this concerns, Julian [McMahon] is not wearing Hugo Boss, he's wearing Ted Baker." 

<p>Press: "Okay. Thanks."</p>

Two second pause.

<p>Raucous laughter.</p>

"Who cares?"

<p>Twenty minutes later, the fireworks display started&mdash;of course, they had been scheduled to pop off after the film, not before it. Since the first ferry had been arranged to head out after the fireworks, those who felt a bit antsy were overjoyed. And the bangs were grand! After a heartbeat-paced shower of stars, in a pause, a photographer hastily clapped. When the show started up again, he could be heard above the gunshots: "You lied to me!"</p>

Indeed, the mood was somber when the finale went off: fireworks in the form of&mdash;are those fours?&mdash;exploded in the night sky. But the majority of fours were backwards, aimed to resemble fours to, perhaps, those safe, dry, lucky people who were still on a much larger island&mdash;Manhattan. Reporters giggled. And Jessica Alba was probably wishing she hadn't worn a barebacked Gucci gown. The chairs were soaking, and the only food was ice cream. 
<i>&mdash;Adriane Quinlan</i><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom: 0.25em;"></div>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jul 2005 09:38:00 -0400</pubDate>
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