The couple, chained together in varying levels of wedding bliss for over 11 years, have two children. The two appeared together in two flicks: the film adaptation of Hurlyburly and Nick Cassavetes' She's So Lovely. (We love the latter. A lot.) And if independent cinema and a kick-ass view of the Bay can't hold a relationship together, what can? Sigh.

But on the brighter side of a disheartening situation: Sean is back on the market, ladies. (And he's probably sensitive right now, so leave him alone, hot young Republicans of the Bay Area! We mean it.) Although we can't imagine him kicking it at some Sausalito wine bar, listing to a smooth jazz outfit or Fleetwood Mac cover band, we hear he likes the scene over at Tosca.

Anyone else know where Penn likes to lounge? Just where, exactly, in SF do the indie elite meet?

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Filled with a combustible mix of conceit and twink rage, Leigh Wolf, hot piece of ass and President of the College Republicans at SFSU, interrupted Sean Penn's Dennis Kucinich-endorsement speech on Friday. Basically, he quietly held up a sign that (incorrectly) whined about Sean "supporting the moral majority's America's Enemies, " or something inane like that. Meaning to impress someone more than make an important or clear statement, Wolf's protest... oh, who knows? But we now plan on committing acts of sodomy, having an abortion or two, and assaulting Patricia Heaton just to piss him off. And for giggles.

But the real story here is the minor scuffle Wolf gets into with an equally fine Kucinich supporter. While not a full on wrestling match, the confrontation got our blood pumping nevertheless. It seems that Brian Rutledge (according to YouTube) tried to squelch Wolf's silent protest by confronting him during Penn's speech. And by "confronting him," we mean "getting hard for each other." Why, just look at the humidity between the two Boys Gone Wild at 1:25. They're practically exchanging fluids before they realize that they're in front of an audience, then self-consciously pulling back. So Maurice. So hot.

Penn, of course, played it cool the entire time. (So, can we be in your movie now? No? OK, fine.)


Thanks, Tabby, for sending this our way.

It's not fair that our sister, LAist, gets all of the great writers strike coverage. Alas. But the Bay Area's own Sean Penn has joined the noble striking effort. He helped to create the above Writers Guild of America-conceived video for "Project Speechless," videos that feature A-list thespionic talent. What's more, they found a way of making Mr. Penn funny. (We kid, Sean. Please don't hit us. Not that you'll have the chance.)

Anyway, this campaign doesn't seem too effective. People will either find it funny (internalizing the message that actors can be entertaining without dialogue), or they will find it boring (and won't internalize anything because they don't care.) We think it's sorta funny, but akin to seeing protesters with duct tape around their mouths signifying censorship. In an attempt to jar to viewer, the whole concept collapses on its righteous self.

A better campaign might have been Sean Penn recreating Jeff Spicoli and maybe uttering the line "All I need are some tasty waves, a cool... something or other, and I'm... I have no idea." Or something like that. That said, we wish the strikers all the best and quick return to writing. (Also, will Marlee Matlin or other lip-readers out there please let us know what Sean is saying? For the life of us, we can't make it out.)

A little birdie sent us an e-mail concerning the story about Sean Penn's recent desire to wade into the wonderful world of SF politics. According to said birdie, Madonna’s ex was watching Fox News (!) and saw this story about our local Mayoral Race. The story, posted above, was an interview with the naked guy and Chicken John (recently seen playing zombie after the debate) about the Mayoral race. Believe it or not, Fox seemed to think the whole thing was kind of amusing

Anyway, rumor has it that Sean saw this, failed to see any humor in it, and made his offer to be the money bags to everyone's favorite hunky-hipster attorney. Again, we don't know if this is true or what the what is with the story. It could be a joke, a crazy rumor, or something Sean and Matt jokingly talked about while drinking some wine and discussing the finer points of Costas Gravas's L'Aveu.

But, as always, if you know something, send those cards and letters.