Kate Moss (below) has been getting hot under the collar about a new book, called Fashion Babylon, by the investigative writer Imogen Edwards-Jones, an anonymously sourced exposé of all the terrible goings-on in the fashion industry. The publishers, Transworld, apparently received several irate letters from Moss's "people", delaying publication and forcing some last-minute editing. "About 28 pages had to be taken out," said the author at the launch of the book in London. "But it still tells you the naughty things you want to know." Edwards-Jones has already done Babylons on hotels (now a glossy TV series starring Tamzin Outhwaite and Max Beesley) and the airline industry. Her next will probably generate fewer complaints from those involved: it's about porn.
Saucy films are a subject close to the heart of my old mate Tony Booth, star of Confessions of a Window Cleaner and Tony Blair's father-in-law. The old boy has been a bit quiet of late (he lives in rural Ireland with his dogs and missus Stephanie), but I hear he has recently made a few overnight forays to No 10. Booth is filming a part he has landed in the ITV1 telly series The Bill.
The stock of Paul Greengrass, the British director of United 93, continues to rise. I gather that he decided to take six months off instead of starting work immediately on the script for his second "Bourne" film (The Bourne Ultimatum, also starring Matt Damon). So he got in a substitute to do the job: that little-known young buck, Tom Stoppard.
Another major-league playwright lacking in snobbish pride is Simon Gray. He is apparently circulating his latest play anonymously to producers from London's Theatreland. Let's hope his work really is the thing.
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