Tyler Perry’s Daddy’s Little Girls earned about $4.5 million yesterday, about $400,000 ahead of Music and Lyrics despite the Hugh Grant-Drew Barrymore film being in more theatres. The Perry film averaged about $2150 a print while the per-screen average for Music and Lyrics (which earned $4.1 milion) was about $1405.

Reuters reporter Sue Zeidler writes that Eddie Murphy “has been loved, hated and ignored but now he is back with Holly- wood heavyweights rallying around him for his career-redefining turn in Dreamgirls, a role that may win him an Oscar.”

In support of this assertion she runs friendly-to-Eddie statements from (a) DreamWorks honcho Jeffrey Katzenberg (an obviously biased source who ironically provided the definitive dynamite-plunger quote about Murphy not being interesting in testing his acting abilities, i.e., “That’s just not who Eddie is“), (b) film critic and historian Leonard Maltin (who merely observes that Murphy has been “laughing all the way to the bank for years” and that “some performers are immune to criticism and [Murphy] may be one of them”), and Dreamgirls director Bill Condon (“I love working with [Murphy] because he’s so terrific”).

Murphy may well win the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor on 2.25.07, but will somebody please tell me how running supportive quotes from the afore-mentioned trio provides convincing proof that “Hollywood heavyweights are rallying around him”?

Katzenberg “dismissed suggestions Murphy was disliked or difficult,” Zeidler reports. “People trash people out of envy and self interest. Eddie Murphy has been in this business for over 25 years. The question is why now are some people anonymously blogging lies about him and trying to hurt him?” Anonymously? Who’s anonymous? And please explain, Jeffrey, what lies have been put forth in my anti-Eddie postings?

It’s not a lie, for instance, that Murphy once saw himself as a half-serious actor who might expand his talents by starring in a film adaptation of August Wilson‘s Fences. He really did do that, and he really did blow the project off when it came time to fish or cut bait. (Perhaps it was poorly written?) A guy who’s never once laid it on the line, arts gratia artis, and who’s opted time and again for the opportunity to earn some low-rent big bucks makes Murphy, in my book, a true Hollywood beelzebub — the ultimate King Turd.

“Peter O’Toole is a perfect example of the mysterious, almost cruelly diabolical ways in which Oscar works,” writes Hollywood Wiretap‘s Pete Hammond. “A couple of people have asked us recently how it was possible that he has never have won. The answer is that each year he’s been nominated he’s had the dumb luck to be defeated by incredibly formidable, unbeatable performances.

“In 1962 he was up against Gregory Peck‘s Atticus Finch in To Kill A Mockingbird. In ’64, against Rex Harrison‘s Henry Higgins in My Fair Lady. In ’69, he faced John Wayne‘s Rooster Cogburn in True Grit. In ’72 it was Marlon Brando’s Vito Corleone in The Godfather. In ’80 he was up against Robert De Niro‘s Jake LaMotta in Raging Bull. And now he’s facing Forest Whitaker‘s Idi Amin Dada.”

A Today show video report on Hollywood’s Obama vs. Clinton competition, linked by the Huffington Report.

The piece is basically saying that Barack Obama has the heat and Senator Clinton is in trouble. That much-repeated David Geffen assessment is used: “[Clinton] can’t win, she’s an incredibly divisive figure, and I think that just ambition isn’t a good enough reason.” Arianna Huffington‘s quote isn’t any kinder, observing that Clinton “is very calculating, always triangulating…you can almost smell the calculation.” And then producer Lawrence Bender completes the thought by saying, “I think people are looking for something genuine.”

That’s it, Clinton has been all but dismissed, the verdict has been rendered. Today‘s complicity in delivering said verdict without a peep or an opposing view tells you that the rank-and-file media elite isn’t very supportive of Clinton either.

Have the Oscars become too elitist? L.A. Times guy Patrick Goldstein and John Horn get into it, but the answer is pretty clear to me: they aren’t nearly elitist enough. Elitist as in, “Mob tastes be damned.” Screw the current box-office favorites (if necessary) and celebrate the films audiences will respect 10, 20 or 50 years from now. And not the ones the Academy will eventually be ashamed of (Driving Miss Daisy, Around The World in 80 Days, The Greatest Show on Earth, Chicago, etc.).

One of the films showing in “Film Comment Selects,” a series discussed in this N.Y. Times article by critic Manohla Dargis, is Frank Perry‘s Play It As It Lays. I’ve written a coupel of times over the last couple of years about this depths-of-despair Hollywood drama, hoping that Univeral Home Video might eventually be moved to put it out on DVD. Anyway, it’s playing at Lincoln Center this month, it was playing on the Sundance Channel during the Sundance Film Festival, and it’s had a couple of showings L.A.’s American Cinematheque theatres (the Egyptian and the Aero). I called Universal Home Video publicity today to ask if it will be released any time this year. “It’s not on the charts for ’07,” a guy told me. Oh.

This is the track playing during the opening credits of Zodiac, and it’s not just a perfect way of immersing the audience in a late ’60s mood and head-space — it’s perfect in and of itself.

A brief Zodiac riff from Miami Herald critic Rene Rodriguez, posted sometime late last week. Excerpt: “A dramatic departure for Fincher in both style and content (for one thing, a lot of the film takes place in broad daylight), Zodiac boasts superb work from a terrific ensemble cast, each [character] embodying the theme of obsession that forms the heart of James Vanderbilt‘s screenplay.

“The movie itself, too, is a work of obsession, devoted almost entirely to chronicling the minutiae of the investigation. Channeling a distinct 1970s filmmaking vibe (think All the President’s Men), Zodiac has absolutely nothing in common with what passes for Hollywood thrillers nowadays. It’ll be interesting to see how mainstream audiences respond when it opens on March 2.”

Reciting the fact that Al Gore is “on the right side of the war, owns the environment. and has already won the popular vote once before,” N.Y. Observer columnist Bruce Fierstein is urgng Gore to announce his Presidential candidacy on 3.25 as he accepts the inevitable Oscar for Best Feature Documentary (i.e., An Inconvenient Truth).

“For all of our sakes, give it a think,” Fierstein pleads. “Make the speech short and self-deprecating and say something to the effect of: “I think I’m supposed to say it’s nice to be nominated. But having been `nominated’ once before, I’ve got to tell you: It’s a lot better to win…which is why, tonight, I’m announcing my candidacy for President. Together, with your help, we can return to the kind of people we once were, and go forward to become the kind of great nation were always destined to be.’

“And that’s it. Over, done and out. And by the time you show up Graydon’s, there won’t be a full checkbook in the house. Get back to me as soon as you can on this, Al. Obama is waiting in the wings. But in the meantime, keep one thing in mind: There’s only one thing Hollywood loves more than a winner — a comeback. Huge it out, babe.”

I never wanted to say this before because I didn’t want to be snide for its own sake, but (a) this is a slow day and (b) it’s an honest fact: Jennifer Hudson has a little bit of a Joe Cocker thing going on when she sings “And I Am Telling You I’m Not Going” in Dreamgirls. I mean that her arms flop around in a kind of spazzy. herky-jerky way. Which Judy Garland’s arms never did.

I was reminded of the arm action when I happened to click on YouTube video of one of her “American Idol” performances earlier today. Tell me how this isn’t at least a minor Hudson issue. I love her and her bountiful spirit — she’s definitely winning the Best Supporting Actress Oscar — but I’ve been wanting to share this all along.

What are you supposed to do when a series of Beyonce Knowles beach-bikini shots appear in Sports Illustrated? Just run them without comment? Well, I have a comment that I’m sure someone will take offense at. I think it’s fair to say, given the subject matter, that Beyonce’s stock has dropped ever so slightly because she doesn’t have much of an “innie.” There — I’ve said it. I could explain why deep “innies” matter but this isn’t Penthouse Forum. Okay, I’ll explain it. Naah, forget it.