Official announcements are a strange thing. We had heard the new Pee-wee Herman movie was a go a while back. But then maybe it wasn’t as go-ish as we had been led to believe. Or maybe it was and then someone’s mind changed, or money didn’t come through, or studio executives played musical chairs, or Paul Reubens was speaking out of turn, or who knows. In the business of entertainment, sometimes it’s a miracle that anything gets accomplished at all, much less something as important as a new Pee-wee project of any sort. But now Reubens himself, a few nights ago on The Tonight Show, announced it again: There will be a Pee-wee Herman film and Judd Apatow will produce it. It’s official. It’s official-official. It’s ready for you to love it so much you want to marry it. Well, not ready, really. Nothing’s happened yet. But something’s going to happen. They mean it this time. More details as this develops. Every single detail, including exclusive information about wigs and puppets. You heard it hear first. Again.

American Gigolo’s next trick

American Gigolo is coming to TV.  And no, this is not a mistake and we’re not talking about a new season of Gigolos, Showtime’s cheesy "reality" show about male escorts in Las Vegas. We’re talking about a new television series from Showtime based on the classic ’80s neo-noir film American Gigolo, the one that starred Richard Gere as a beautiful and expensive sex worker. It was also the one that jumpstarted the decade in ways Reagan never could, giving us skinny ties, GQ as an adjective, full-frontal male nudity, permission as a culture to begin objectifying male bodies, and Blondie’s "Call Me." So far there’s no casting information or shooting schedule, just a commitment to produce from Jerry Bruckheimer, the promise of beefcake and, maybe, a relaxing of the original character’s distaste for male customers. This is all good news, of course. And now that there’s no more Hung or The Client list, we need a show about prostitution that the country can rally around and believe in again.

Hailee Steinfeld calculates Love at First Sight

Hailee Steinfeld has, at this point in her short, young, career, spent her time playing characters whose serious, headstrong personalities have allowed her to sidestep the usual roles thrown at teen actors (and we will collectively forget that terrible Romeo and Juliet adaptation she wound up in). But with those sorts of roles in lesser supply and with the YA-novel-to-film machine chugging along, demanding more and more A-list young ’uns to stock their ranks, it was inevitable that she would find her way into one. Presenting, then, The Statistical Probability of Love At First Sight, the novel by Jennifer E. Smith, soon to be a film from Dustin Lance Black (Milk), starring Steinfeld. The young adult romance is set over the course of 24 hours and involves a girl named Haldey waiting at JFK airport, where she meets her seatmate on a flight to London, a young man named Oliver. Love blooms at 40,000 feet. We don’t know which one of them is the statistician. We hope it’s her. And we also hope nobody has to die at the end. That’s been happening a lot lately. Not so into it anymore.

Will somebody please make Fortune Feimster more famous?

OK, let’s try this again. Regular viewers of Chelsea Lately already know the wild talent of queer stand-up Fortune Feimster, the staff writer and roundtable staple whose fearless comedy is the perfect combination of smart, physical, bold and weird. With the end of Lately, Feimster was ready to move on to bigger projects. And that’s where Hollywood stepped in and made everything complicated. First there was the sitcom Chelsea Handler herself was to produce. Then there was Cabot College, the Tina Fey pilot starring Feimster that was not picked up to go to series. So here’s hoping the third time – with an as-yet-unnamed pilot, again from Fey, again starring Feimster, scooped up by ABC – will charm someone with the power to order a full season of episodes. This one is, apparently, more tailored directly to Feimster, based on her own family life and set in her home state of North Carolina. We don’t care if it’s set on the moon, just give us more of that awesome lesbian.