Julie Pacino, age 30, Al Pacino’s daughter, is into producing.

Her company’s Tiny Apples, which just put out “Hard Work.” It’s a comedic peek that takes us behind — like really (pardon the expression) behind, in front, above, below and any other portion — the scenes of adult films. The thing’s on Pornhub.</

How’s Daddy feel about daughter making a film about the porn industry?

Julie: “He thinks it offers comic relief during this pandemic.”

Right. So after immortalizing pornography, Julie’s next project is “For NYC.” It’s a film made with Damon Dash and Noel Ashman, and it’s celebrities paying homage to the Big Apple during CV.

“I’m staying at my dad’s house in LA and hope to do an ensemble piece with him, my brother Anton and sister Olivia. It’s a return to showbiz families in vaudeville times.”
So far Scorsese hasn’t got reason to worry.

Hannibal Lecter’s doing TikTok

Quarantine has affected even famous knighted Oscar winners, age 82. Sir Anthony Hopkins — terrifying psychopathic cannibalistic imprisoned Hannibal Lecter in horror film “The Silence of the Lambs” — is letting go.

In jeans and short-sleeve black shirt, His Sirship is floating around solo on TikTok.

And, like Muhammad Ali, shadowboxing, kicking, and doing Drake’s “Toosie Slide Challenge.” Whilst flailing, he’s saying, “I couldn’t even skip when I was a kid.” Dancing alone, he tells nonexistent Terminator Schwarzenegger, “I’ll be back,” and Rocky Balboa Stallone, “Keep writing and give me a good part.”
I think I’ll go back and see him again in “The Two Popes.”

Rosé future

Actor Kyle MacLachlan, also a winemaker in Washington state, where he grew up, says his new variety’s “Blushing Bear rosé, which spent 28 months in French oak barrels.” So why the Bear name? “Because in ‘The Winter’s Tale,’ Antigonus is pursued by a bear, and Shakespeare used it as a stage direction.”

Oh, sure, OK. Yeah. That makes sense.

Pay attention

I reported the Friars is selling its 55th Street clubhouse. They say no. Who cares? For my money, it could reopen as a gas station … Note to Donald Trump Jr.: I’ve received a handprinted letter and an envelope bearing a 33407 ZIP code, West Palm Beach return address and Palm Beach postmark. Your name’s on that, plus in the body of the letter, which is on blue-lined white paper that might be torn from a composition book. It asks for money. Your security people might want to check this out.

Listen, here’s what judge types are saying

From a judicial group’s exchange:

“Our parties just vilify one another. Lacking cohesive policy, a Republic can devolve into tyranny — authoritarianism, dictatorships, oligarch, monarchy.

“Driven by self-interest, we’ve become opinionated, hating, short-sighted … Our press is biased organizations drowning impartial coverage. Would Walter Cronkite or Edward R. Murrow broadcast today’s garbage? … And judicial credibility? Reduced to Trump judges, Obama judges, Bush judges, many just audition for the next vacancy — Appeals Court or the Supreme.

“Leadership? Getting the minority leader on board so then the Speaker can call the shots is no way to run a Republic.

“Americans must hold their own party’s politicians to account. View issues through the prism of national interest. Sacrifice self-interest for the good of the nation. Generations did it through world wars and a Great Depression.”

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“My soon-to-be-hopefully-ex-husband is a man who loves the ladies. He’s got the phone in town with ‘call-girl waiting.'”

Only in New York, kids, only in New York.