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Publicist: Some One Hit Actor And Ran
LOS ANGELES -- Actor Vince Vaughn got sucker-punched early Friday while waiting for his car, after leaving the lounge at the Standard hotel, a New York publicist said.
"All I know is that Vince last night was at a club. He had left and was waiting for his car when someone hit him and ran," Ina Treciokas said.
"Vince never threw a punch. There was no brawl. He was just standing outside and got punched. Authorities are looking for this individual. I have every confidence they will find him. Vince is considering pressing charges," the publicist added.
Sheriff's Sgt. Bruce Thomas in West Hollywood said the 32-year-old actor was the "victim of a fight" outside the Standard about 2 a.m. and was not arrested. The suspects fled, Thomas said, and are being sought.
Vaughn, born in Minneapolis, has appeared in numerous films, including "Swingers," "The Cell," "Clay Pigeons" and the current release "Old School."
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BY PHIL ROSENTHAL TELEVISION CRITIC, Chicaco Sun Times
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He sauntered to center stage like he owned the Ed Sullivan Theatre and, in a matter of moments, he practically did.
"Welcome to the 'Late Show,' " he said, standing tall where others have trembled, in place of ailing David Letterman on Tuesday night. "There's been a regime change. ... I'm Vince Vaughn. You loved me in 'Swingers.' You rented me in 'Made.' You missed me entirely in 'Psycho.' "
Vince Vaughn should have his own talk show. He was that good.
It was as if he put on one of Letterman's custom-made suits and, though it didn't hang the same way as it does on Dave, it still fit him perfectly.
Never mind the way he casually tossed off standard-issue monologue material, like the bit about how shingles, Letterman's affliction, is "show business for drying out in Malibu."
Where Vaughn was truly impressive was in making B-list guests Rosie Perez and Geri Halliwell entertaining somehow. He flirted and cajoled, listening intently enough to find the humor in what they were saying rather than on the blue cards in front of him. He pounced on the openings without stepping all over them.
Pressed to try yoga by Halliwell, he reluctantly twisted himself into something just shy of the lotus position. It was a stretch beyond his abilities. But, as a host, it proved him flexible enough.
While Vaughn, a Lake Forest High grad who has no shortage of film work, fits the profile for Letterman fill-ins to date--that is, he has a good enough day job that he isn't likely to want to supplant Dave--he was one visitor you wanted to see again. Soon.
Sure, Bruce Willis was game and all on Night One Without Dave, but his darting eyes betrayed his nerves. John McEnroe, tennis' former enfant terrible, never unwound. Regis Philbin, whose experience should have made this seem easy, instead seemed intent on bringing his lounge act to national TV. And Whoopi Goldberg, a onetime talk-show host herself, had to admit she was rusty.
Vaughn, meanwhile, was pitch-perfect, comfortable and gracious, the best actor to do this unique sort of temp work since Burt Reynolds, in his heyday as a top movie box-office draw, was a regular sub for Johnny Carson.
Regardless of how Elvis Costello fared last night, how Vaughn's "Old School" co-star Will Ferrell fares tonight or even what Megan Mullally does Friday, it's hard to imagine they could be any more funny or focused than Vaughn.
Simply put, no one is that spot-on right from the start. No one. He was--and we're allowed one groan-inducing "Swingers" allusion--so money, baby.
Not only was he truly funny, he was more at ease than NBC's Jay Leno or Conan O'Brien, steadier than ABC's Jimmy Kimmel, sharper than NBC's Carson Daly and cooler than CBS' Craig Kilborn, who struggles to manufacture the persona that comes so naturally to Vaughn.
Vaughn, in fact, was a throwback to the days when late-night hosts did not cast themselves as geeky outcasts the way Letterman and those who emulate him so often do. This was a guy who could flirt charmingly with his guests and do it like he meant it, the way Carson once did.
While young Michael Essany pretends to be Carson in his parents' living room on Valparaiso local access and for E!--where Joan Rivers stumbling through red-carpet interviews and Anna Nicole Smith just plain stumbling are considered entertainment--and convinces himself he has a late-night future, Vaughn gave a one-hour tutorial on just how to host a late-night network show.
Essany is a meticulously traced caricature. Vaughn, without appearing to try, is the real deal.
If Letterman isn't healthy enough to return by Monday, CBS ought to ask Vaughn to host "Late Show" for the whole week.
Hard to say whether he could do it night after night. But it would be fun to watch him try.
BY PHIL ROSENTHAL TELEVISION CRITIC, Chicaco Sun Times
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