Anne Heche is adorable - on screen. Totally likable. But in real life, Anne oscillates between being cute and bubbly and mom-next-door-ish, and one of those batshitcrazy drama queen psychos, who always has an excuse for why drama just "happens" to her over and over again. You can just see The Crazy in her eyes.
We all remember Anne's drug-fueled freakout very public breakup with Ellen de Generes, which followed her very public - groundbreaking, really - relationship with Ellen. Then Anne left Ellen for Ellen's cameraman, Coley Laffoon and they had a son, Homer, now 5. Then she left Coley for her current costar in Men in Trees, James Tupper. Got all that so far?
Now Anne and Coley are engaged in full-blown tabloid orgy of "he said, she said," because each wants custody of Homer, and each claims the other is an unfit parent. According to Anne, stay-at-home-dad Coley plays cards and watches online porn all day; according to Coley, Anne is "bizarre and delusional" and has "poor parenting skills."
And in the middle is little Homer.
Did these two somehow miss the Bruce and Demi Divorce Course for Celebrities? Coley is demanding upwards of $30K per month in child support and Anne, let's face it, has a screw loose somewhere - a nasty trial is imminent. But I'm watching their story unfold with reluctant, morbid fascination, because there is an adorable, innocent little person involved, who, unlike the rest of the world, does not care what planet his mother flew in from - he just loves her. And his Dad. And they are behaving like jackasses, and the whole thing just makes me want to forget that Men in Trees is a really, really good show. I hate it when that happens.
[Via TMZ]
