The Call Sheet sifts through the day's glut of Hollywood news to find the stories even non-industry types care about. Today: Tami Taylor lands another job, so does Meryl Streep's daughter, and Gossip Girl heads to China.
Friday Night Lights' much-loved earth mama Connie Britton is leaving the dank, dingy environs of American Horror Story and heading to the dusty-glitzy world of Nashville. She's just been cast as the lead on the ABC pilot Nashville (not based on Robert Altman's film, as far as we know), on which she'll play a steadily washing-up country singer who has to pair up with a young upstart (Hayden Panettiere) in order to get her career back on track. So, that's kind of exciting! Sure it basically sounds like Country Strong: The Legend Continues (though, SPOILER ALERT, we guess that would mean that Britton is playing a zombie), but that's OK! Country music is great! Connie Britton is great! We didn't used to think Hayden Pannypants was great until we saw Scream 4! (Seriously, she's insanely likable in that movie.) Of course it'd be a little bit better if Britton was going to be on something that sounded really quality, like FNL quality, but... you never know. Maybe this will be. Also: Does this mean she will sing? Points for that too! [Deadline]
Ohhh Canadian gods. Elf-creator Pattie Mallette, the mother of noted song-pixie Justinius Bieber, has signed a deal to write a memoir. Yes, she is writing a sure-to-be-fascinating book that will have the wonderful title Nowhere But Up: The Story of Justin Bieber's Mom. Aha. Do we think she has that on her business cards? "Justin Bieber's Mom." Also, surely that's how everyone at the publishing house referred to her while this deal was being made, right? "I've got Justin Bieber's Mom on line one." "Just sign your name, Justin Bieber's Mom, on the contract here, here and... here." "Can I get you anything, tea or coffee maybe, Justin Bieber's Mom?" That is just her name now. She has no other name. Pattie Mallette is gone. Ol' Pattie frittered and fizzled away into some Ontario sunset a few years ago. All that remains is Justin Bieber's Mom. Just her, typing away, typing typing typing, ever furiously. Or, you know, at least telling her ghost writer what to type. [The Hollywood Reporter]