Dennis Hopper lost his battle with prostate cancer early Saturday. He died in his Venice, California home surrounded by family and friends. He was 74 years old. Hopper had announced his cancer battle last fall, after making a few public appearances in which his weight loss and ill health was evident. He had a television, stage and film career that spanned nearly 50 years, and he has more than 200 credits on his IMDB page. He worked with everyone, knew everyone, drank with everyone, did drugs with everyone, and probably slept with everyone too. He knew and worked with Marlon Brando, James Dean, Jack Nicholson, Peter Fonda, Sean Penn (who named his son after his friend) and many, many more. In addition to his career as a writer, director and actor, he was also a painter and photographer, and one of the world’s great art collectors (along with his friend Jack Nicholson).

Hopper first became a household name by starring, co-writing and directing 1969’s Easy Rider. During that time – and for decades after – Hopper struggled with alcohol and drugs, and his career was often hit or miss. He gave iconic performances in Apocalypse Now, Blue Velvet, Hoosiers, True Romance, Speed and 24. The last two decades were Hopper’s most prolific time as an actor, and he worked non-stop. It was perhaps because he found a niche as a character actor, a supporting player rather than as a leading man. He never won an Oscar (although he was nominated twice), but he was widely regarded as one of the most iconic and recognizable actors to come out of the 1960s.

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Earlier in the day, the 22-year-old “Te Amo” singer volunteered her time by helping to paint a community center. And earlier in the week, she received a private screening of Sex and the City 2.

“Live life to it’s fullest do not be afraid to be yourself,” Rihanna told her fans at the community center. “Know who you are and believe in that and just rock out.”

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Miley Cyrus belted out a new song called “Full Cicle” during the Rock in Rio concert in Lisbon, Portugal on Saturday night (May 29).

The 17-year-old introduced the song, saying, “It’s about two people. They’re always gonna come back together no matter what anyone says or the bad people that try to keep you apart. Surprise surprise, it’s about a Jonas brother… You didn’t hear that.”

WATCH: Miley performs four other new songs from her upcoming album

As for the chorus of the song, Miley sings, “I try to run but I keep on coming back full circle and I can’t jump the track, can’t let you go.”

Of course, she’s talking about ex-boyfriend Nick Jonas, who she dated in 2007. Miley is currently dating her Last Song co-star, Aussie hottie Liam Hemsworth.

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Bronson Pinchot was put on L. Ron Hubbard’s hit list after he said Tommy Girl was an awkward homo-hater on the set of Risky Business. Bronson said that Tommy would spew ridiculous words of poetry like: “You want some ice cream, in case there are no gay people there?” Well, an unnamed source tells the National Enquirer (I know, I know) that Tommy not only doesn’t like gay people with his ice cream, but he also hates salsa music in his movies.

Seriously, when are we going to get a Tommy Girl reality show, because this kind of craziness needs to be documented for our enjoyment (aka more shit we can point and laugh at).

The source who worked with Tommy on his movie Knight & Day had this to say, “No one has ever seen Tom so close to the edge. Tom developed this bizarre habit of referring to himself in the third person. He’d say things like, ‘Tom Cruise is an action star — he’d never have salsa music in a film!’”

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The makers of Botox aren’t going to be happy when they find out that Kim Kardashian admits to using their shit. That’s not an endorsement you want seeing as though Kim looks like a creature in an M. Night Shyamalan movie.

Kim Kardassian is still farting about how she’s never been under a plastic surgeon’s scalpel, but she does that admit that in addition to being full of shit and NFL sperm, she’s also full of Botox. Kim tells Nightline, “I’m totally not against plastic surgery. I’ve tried Botox before. That’s the only thing that I’ve done. I’ve never had my nose done. What’s funny about my nose, it’s my biggest insecurity. I always want to get my nose done . . . I went to the doctor, I had them take the pictures, he showed me what it would look like and it just didn’t — I wouldn’t look the same.”

This Close Encounters of the Third Kind-looking bitch is serious. Kim really wants us to believe that Botox is the reason why she looks like she’s about to jump out of a bitch’s stomach and sing “Hello Mah Baby” while kicking across a diner counter. If Kim wants a face that only L. Ron Hubbard could love, then that’s fine but she doesn’t have to spit lies. Alien, please.

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Lindsay Lohan’s on again, off again (times 40) relationship with Samantha Ronson might be off again. If nothing else, the pair are putting a little distance between each other. Lindsay has moved out of Samantha’s house and found a cozy little $10,000 a month rental nearby. Could this be the first step in their ultimate parting? Lindsay’s new place is close to Samantha’s, which could mean they’re just trying to separate their lives a bit while still having easy access to one another.

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Liza Minnelli has a pair of priceless eyebrows that make me want to lounge on them while smoking skinny cigars and mouthing the words to a Judy Garland song, so she can pretty much do no wrong. BUT I cannot ignore the full-blown fuggery she wrapped herself in last night for the Sixty in the City 2 premiere in New York City. Bitch. What.

Liza looks like a honey glazed ham wrapped in an oven bag and ready for roasting! Just sprinkle some pineapple rings and cloves on her ass. And I’d never thought I’d ever write this sentence, but what in the name of David Gest’s cunt plug is going on with her chichi area? Did Phoebe Price’s chicken cutlets hug on to Liza’s titties so that they could get their picture taken at the SATC2 premiere? If so, those bitches are good.

The rest of the hos at last night’s premiere were almost as messy as Liza’s Party City ensemble. In order: Suzanne Somers, Johnny Weir (still in 1960s serious lesbian wear), Mrs. Rojo, Kristin Davis, JLove, Dayglo My Little Pony, Kim Cattrall, Chaz Bono’s puckering no-no, and Bo Derek.

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It could be anyone pictured on the cover of Andrew Morton’s latest celebrity tell-all, Angelina: An Unauthorized Biography, save for the trademark “know your rights” tattoo across Angelina Jolie‘s back.

A first look at the jacket of the controversial new book shows Jolie, 34, photographed from behind – with only the back of her head and upper torso visible. It’s a fitting perspective since the biography was done without her approval.

The tome, published by St. Martin’s Press, is due out Aug. 3. Will you add it to your summer reading list?

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Alien Princess RiRi wants to become somebody’s mother one day, but says she’s leaning towards taking the adoption route because the thought of passing a baby through her vag gives her the scareds. You know, the thought of RiRi passing a baby through her vag gives me the scareds too.

In an interview with Bauer Radio’s In:Demand show RiRi says, “I’m really scared of the actual child birth situation, but I do want to be a mother one day. Even if I have to adopt I want to be a mother.”

If I was RiRi I’d be scared of child birth too. If RiRi’s baby inherited her infinityhead of wonder, she’d suffer the longest childbirth of all childbirths. I mean, it would take HOURS for her baby’s forehead to clear her snatch. The nurses would pull up a chair and play a game of Tic Tac Toe on baby’s forehead while waiting for its eyes to show up.

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The Cannes Film Festival started tonight with a big premiere for Robin Hoody Hoo, and Kate Beckinsale, who isn’t even in that mess, showed up thinking she was the fanciest Barbie Cake at the party. No girl no. If you’re a Barbie Cake, then nobody wants a slice and we’ll stick with the sheet cake from Costco.

You know how pissed off I would be if I was sitting in that theater and Kate sat next to me with her big ass dress. Tulle knocking the straw in my extra large coke! Tulle getting in my popcorn! Tulle blocking my view of Russell Crowe’s bulge on the big screen! Tulle ruining my life! If bitch wants to look like the aftermath of a swan massacre then she needs to stand in the back out of everyone’s way.

Or maybe Kate was smart and ripped that Kleenex orgy off revealing a pair of Body Glove biker shorts underneath. But she isn’t, so you know she effed up somebody’s viewing experience.

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