Filmmaker Leslye Headland (who admitted before the viewing that she had done coke in the theaters' bathroom back in her NYU days) told The Observer that the films characters—played by Kirsten Dunst, Isla Fisher and Lizzy Caplan—"are all totally me. I’m definitely Genna when I wake up in the morning and I’m Regan when I’m working and I’m Katie when I’m in love and then I’m Becky when I’m getting really amazing things—like this premiere!"

Although doe-eyed Ms. Caplan hasn't tied the knot with her long-term beau Matthew Perry she was enthusiastic about having one last hurrah if those wedding bells ever do ring. "I would definitely have [a bachelorette party]. I kind of think the more debaucherous you can make it the better. I feel like we have a lot of catching up to do for the amount of bachelor parties that guys have gotten to have and gotten out of control.”

Leading lady, Ms. Fisher told us when she got married two years ago there was no bachelorette party comparable to the cocaine-fueled, bathroom stall romping, vomit stained evening seen in the film. "I was pregnant at the time so it was pretty tame.” As for her husband Sasha Baron Cohen taking advantage of his last night of bachelorhood she didn't think his night was too wild either. “He wasn’t pregnant but he might as well have been."

The Observer chatted with Queens native and happily divorced, Fran Drescher who was headed to North Carolina to speak for Obama at the Democratic National Convention. Ms. Drescher chose her words wisely when we brought up Clint Eastwood's speech at the Republican National Convention. “I think that a convention is a convention and it’s very biased. They’re going to do what they want to do and say what they want to say but at the end of the day when the two candidates go toe to toe at the presidential debate that’s when the real rubber meets the rope.”

After the premiere we all headed to The Westway in the West Village where we saw stylist Phillip Bloch in his signature newsboy hat and Samantha Mathis paling around with married Arden Myran who told us she opted for a co-ed bachelor/ bacherlorette party back in 2008. Ms. Caplan was chain smoking at a table next to Ms. Dunst and her buddy Micheal Stipe. Mr. Stipe gushed to us at the bar about what a great actress she was. We briefly chatted with Ms. Dunst who told us she's dying to check out the restaurant Nomad that "everyone keeps talking about."

Brooke Shields couldn't really remember about any pre-nuptial parties before her second marriage. “I know my first wedding I had one.”

“First wedding?” her husband Chirs Henchy asked feigning surprise.

“Oh, I didn’t want you to find out like this," Mrs. Shields played along. Still searching to remember "I guess I didn’t do anything, maybe some girlfriends came over and we did...”

“Nails.” Mr. Henchy chimed.

“We did not get our nails done,” Mrs. Shields snipped, shaking her head.

“Is that what women do when we get together?” we joked. Mrs. Shields went along.

“Yeah, we did nails and then we totally had our periods together.”

Bachelorette hits theaters in New York on September 7th. 

James Murphy, Nancy Whang and Pat Mahoney of LCD Soundsystem. (Andrew Toth/PatrickMcMullan.com)

"The first time I saw it I felt sick all day, but it's not so bad the second time around," LCD Soundsystem drummer Pat Mahoney told us Tuesday as he leaned against a brick wall on 12th Street.

We stood with him outside of a screening of Shut Up and Play the Hits: The Very Loud Ending of LCD Soundsystem, a rockumentary capturing the band's epic Madison Square Garden farewell show in April 2011 and the following 24 hours in the life of frontman/mastermind James Murphy. Even though fans watched from butter-stained velvet seats and not a packed world-famous arena, there was applause after every song.

At the screening, presented by the Peggy Siegal Company, we spotted John Leguizamo, Anne Hathaway, designer Charlotte Ronson, actor Alex Karpovsky, DJ Chelsea Leyland, confirmed couple downplayed duo Greta Gerwig and Noah Baumbach and the entire band, who was catching the film once more after a private friends and family screening a few weeks prior.

The film explored Mr. Murphy's possible reasons for LCD Soundsystem disbanding after just three albums—his age, the pressure of being a rockstar and the loss of anonymity due to celebrity, all of which struck us as ironic, as Mr. Murphy dazzled in an all white linen suit and Chinese tennis shoes, beaming a proud smile as the cameras flashes captured the gray on his stubbly face. He looked all the rockstar. All his age. And comfortable.

“I remember anxiously waiting for their next album to leak and then I had the pleasure of meeting James and we became really good friends. Great dude,” Mr. Ansari said while pouring some champagne for some friends lined up on a leather banquette.

The basement club was packed and the ceiling was low. We bumped into Kaylee Defer (Gossip Girl) who was blonde, tan and dressed in snug jeans and a halter. She wasn’t feeling the scene either.

“I don’t like crowded bars,” she told us while anxiously looking for someone. We helped by pointing in the direction of a waxy-moustached fellow we had seen her with earlier. We asked what her next stop was.  “Anywhere else," she said with a nervous smile. "Tight spaces are not for me.”

The Observer started thinking about our own escape too, pondering somewhere quiet like the restaurant Marlow & Sons, which was repeatedly referenced in Shut Up as the place the band and friends would all meet the night after their final show.

Mr. Murphy walked by after taking a group photo with his ex-bandmantes and we asked, “Are you all going to Marlow’s again to celebrate?”

He giggled and said, "No. I’m actually going to Bilbao."

"A restaurant?" we asked.

"No," Mr. Murphy chuckled. "Bilbao, Spain. To DJ. That's what I do now."

He grinned and scanned the room and we were certain he was reflecting on his career, the Grammy nominations, his comrades and his final night as James Murphy The Rockstar.  Or maybe he was just trying to find someone who didn't think Bilbao was a restaurant.

The movie will be in theaters one night only, July 18; find a theater near you here.

Now, after winning Best Picture at Sundance, Best First Film in Cannes and receiving rave reviews across the board, his feature directorial debut The Beasts of the Southern Wild is being released in select theaters today. At a special friends-and-family screening at the IFC Center last night, Mr. Zeitlin introduced the film and thanked Rooftop Films, the New York outdoor-screenings non-profit that awarded him with the 2009 Eastern Effects Equipment Grant that helped make Beast a reality.

"Rooftop has been involved with basically everything I've ever made," Mr. Zeitlin told The Observer while we drank Radebergers at the Amity Hall after party.  "They played my senior film Egg a ton of times—once on a boat—and later they encouraged me to make a submission for one of their Filmmakers Fund Grants."  Mr. Zeitlin got the grant for a script that he "scrabbled together completely wasted one night," Glory at Sea, the filming of which landed him in New Orleans. He never left the Big Easy, and the script for Beast was later inspired by the region.

"We had seen what Benh has done with no money at all so we were really excited to see what he could do with a little bit of money," Dan Nuxoll, program director of Rooftop told us about thier decision to award Mr. Zeitlin with an equipment grant for Beast. "A ton of money was saved by having all the lighting and grip equipment donated and driven down to the bayou."

The screening was presented by AT&T in celebration of a new $10,000 cash grant they recently contributed to the Rooftop Filmmakers Fund.

"We see what happened with this film so we hope we can make it happen again next year," Marissa Shorenstein, president of AT&T New York told us. "We're excited to support something independent since New York is so enriched with culture we want to do our part to sponsor artists and creators."

In addition to a few cash grants and the Eastern Effects grant, Rooftop offers a post-production grant, women filmmakers grant and short film grants, but AT&T's grant is the largest. "To the movies that we are supporting, $10,000 is a lot," Mr. Nuxoll said.

After the screening of Beast, which evoked laughter, gasps and tears—"I cried the whole last ten minutes" The Observer overheard when the packed theater emptied out on 6th Avenue—most of the chatter was about the five-year-old star Quvenzhane Wallis, who plays Hushpuppy.  The magical Ms. Wallis was handpicked out of three thousand little girls from various schools in New Orleans. You wouldn't know it from watching Ms. Wallis and the other characters in the film but none of them had ever acted before. They were just members of the swampy community.

"The dad (co-star Dwight Henry) was the guy that ran the crew's favorite bake shop," Mr. Nuxoll told us. "He's still a baker. He would be baking desserts in the morning and they would come down and read lines with him."

Both Mr. Nuxoll and Mr. Zeitlin had just got back from premiering Beast in a New Orleans theater that hadn't shown a film since Hurricane Katrina.  "Seeing that place red carpeted and swarming with celebrities—that felt great," swooned Mr. Zeitlin. "I just hope it's something that can lift the entire New Orleans industry, regional filmmaking and allows other people to get the kind of chances that I did to make something different."

The film which themes around fearlessness and coping with loss, also illustrates the effects of climate change especially in regards to New Orleans.  The island where they filmed has been ravaged by rising water levels; over the last 40 years the population has dwindled from 100 families to now just 20. Mr. Zeitlin has the utmost respect to the people of New Orleans that fed them, lent out their boats, let them take over their wetlands.

"I never felt like the film was done until yesterday," Mr. Zeitlin told The Observer, referring to the local screening. "You need that closure.  To finally show it to the people that helped you, to say what you promised you were going to say and to close your end of the deal."

After the New Orleans premiere he got the confirmation he needed.

"A man came up to me and said, 'Thank you for showing the world that we're survivors and we're not stupid.'  That meant a lot to me."

The Beasts of the Southern Wild is now playing at Landmark Sunshine Cinema and Lincoln Plaza Cinemas.

Alex Kurtzman, Elizabeth Banks and Chris Pine. (Stephen Lovekin/Getty Images)

You think you've had some wild nights, just try and top this: "When I was 30, I was at a party and a woman tapped me on the shoulder and said 'Hey, I'm your sister,'" writer/ director Alex Kurtzman told The Observer.

Last night The Cinema Society, with Linda Wells and Allure, hosted a screening of  People Like Us, a film that is loosely based on and fully inspired by Mr. Kurtzman's own journey starting a relationship with his sister at age 30. The film stars Chris Pine and Elizabeth Banks who were both at Chelsea Cinemas to debut the drama/comedy. We're not sure if it was the movie or something in the popcorn, but love and inclusivity was in the air.

Both Mr. Kurtzman and Mr. Pine raved about Mrs. Banks. "It's a lot harder to be a woman in this business than a man, and she has a really amazing career," Mr. Pine gushed in true gentlemanly fashion.

"She can take any line and spin in a thousand different ways," Mr. Kurtzman added.

To portray Frankie, a struggling single mom, Ms. Banks told us she drew from the the real-life relationship between her sister—also a single mom—and her nephew, who is the same age as her son in the movie. "I just fell in love with Frankie. She's like a little broken bird—but a fighter."

We told her how much we love her in the role of Avery Jessup on 30 Rock and asked about coming back for the seventh and final season. "I know nothing right now. They'll go to the writers room and see what they come up with but of course I'd love to be included."

Others filing into the theatre included model Coco Rocha (with fierce red lips and matching Rag and Bone slacks), Tiki Barber (young blond fiancée in tow) and New York Ranger Henrik Lundqvist with his very pregnant wife.

After the screening, attendees regrouped atop the breezy roof of Hotel Americano for poolside Grey Goose cocktails and schmoozing amidst the Chelsea skyline. Huddled up to Mr. Pines we found Star Trek co-star Zachary Quinto and later Zosia Mamet wearing her Girls character Shoshanna's style staple: a center hair part. Clustered next to some model types we found Russell Simmons at the bar.

"I just got back from Israel," he told The Observer. Mr. Simmons has been making news lately, comparing the Israeli-Palestinian conflict to "a rap beef" and was in Israel on behalf of the Foundation for Ethnic Understanding that he co-founded. As he craned his neck to check out a stunning Nicole Trunfio, he was still able to tell us more about his peacemaking mission.

"We have rabbis speak in mosques and imams speak in synagogues. Bringing [the organization] to Israel was like a dream come true, obviously," he said.

The Observer asked the yoga devotee if he still found time to open up his chakras while in the Middle East. "Everyday," he said while taking a deep breath (in through his nose and out through his mouth).

Although nobody tapped us on our shoulder to declare that we share a bloodline, we did share a little meditative moment with yogi Simmons.

Namaste.

Bobby Moynihan, Vanessa Bayer and Abby Elliott on the High Line.

Penn Badgley was relaxed and sincere as he looked The Observer dead in the eye. It was the kind of human engagement that warms your heart just a little. We weren't at all surprised when two crazed girls almost ripped the sleeve of our jacket off when we parted ways after our conversation with Mr. Badgley, and wished him well on his impending trip to Africa.

Last night at sunset, Coach threw a carnival-themed summer kick-off atop the High Line, and a slew of actors and actresses came to the West Side to welcome the impending heat wave. Among them was Maggie Gyllenhaal (looking sleek in a black trench, oversize sunglasses and red lips) and a dapper Chris Noth who both (separately) galavanted in just as quickly as they vanished into the night.

After pushing through an overstuffed human pile-up by the dunk tank—where perfectly sculpted male specimens were splashing around—it was a relief to bump into a laid back crew of cool kids: Vanessa Bayer, Abby Elliott and Bobby Moynihan from Saturday Night Live.

"I wanna get as many pretzels as I can!" Ms. Bayer shouted over the reggaeton. "There's four different toppings!" she said enthusiastically—the antithesis of her monotone impersonation of Kourtney Kardashian.

Near the photo booth, we crossed paths with an adorable Kate Mara who told The Observer she was currently filming in Baltimore through September, but on her days off she always tries to comes back to the city. Ms. Mara gushed about her recent obsession with with Mexican restaurants.

"Have you been to Tacombi on Elizabeth?" Ms. Mara asked us.  "The best guacamole."

By the bar, The Observer ran into Anna Kendrick (brother in tow) who was bouncing up and down to "Your Love" by The Outfield, which was being digitally disseminated by DJ Kiss.

"I know I'm such a dork," Ms. Kendrick giggled, referring to her dance moves. We laughed about how undeniably infectious the pop tunes were and she adamantly agreed. "They're trying to get us to a place where we're like..." and then she broke into a wild B-52-style arm bop. We loved it, dorky or not.

After the sun had set and the corn dogs had gone out of circulation, we caught up with Mr. Badgley who told us about his favorite New York haunts.

"I know it sounds cliche but I just love Central Park. It's so massive that there are parts that people haven't ever seen, and you wouldn't even know you were in New York," he said, sipping a Stella Artois.

A few weeks ago, The Observer had seen him corralling furniture into a truck. We asked Mr. Badgley if he was helping a friend or had recently relocated.

"Yeah, it was me. I moved to Brooklyn," he cooly stated.  We asked where in Brooklyn.  Williamsburg?  Cobble Hill?

"It's where everyone lives in Brooklyn," he said.

We were slightly put off by the smug answer until the aforementioned two women stuffed into Herve Leger dresses and teeter-tottering atop six-inch stilettos nearly knocked us down a minute later.  "What did you say to him?" they said seething and snarling.

Don't worry, Mr. Badgley.  Discretion granted.

Revelers on the outdoor dance floor at the Jazz Age Lawn Party.

"Why are people all dressed up?” a pig-tailed blonde wearing an oversized baby blue tee asked while tugging on her mother's gray biker shorts.

As masses of sweaty and restless participants from New York City's Brain Tumor Walk waited for their ferry back to Manhattan to empty, they watched in awe as a gaggle of new inhabitants on a considerably more lighthearted pursuit unloaded onto Governor's Island looking like time travelers.

The Observer was there to catch the 7th annual Jazz Age Lawn Party, hosted by Michael Aranella and the Dreamland Orchestra. This Gatsby affair celebrates the Roaring 20's and all of that decade's fashion, cars and Charleston-inspiring melodies.

Sweet tunes blasted from an antique phonograph between live performances and dance lessons. Attendees paid full homage to the Jazz Age and straw hats were everywhere. Ladies donned feathered headbands, long beaded necklaces, drop-waisted dresses, parasols and dark red lipstick. Men sported suspenders, vests, bow ties and knickers. To our surprise most of them pulled it off with a grace rarely seen back on our mother-island.

A woman in a full-length fuchsia dress and flowered head piece in front of us upon entry gasped when a ticket taker stamped a large black inky image of a motorcar on her arm for admittance. “Can you place that under my glove instead?” she asked daintily. Keeping true to the era, she promptly pulled a bottle of rosewater out of her wicker picnic basket and sprayed it on a navy embroidered hanky, gently blotting the smudge off her porcelain skin. There was no 99 cent hand sanitizer a hundred years ago, after all.

While most were head-to-toe committed to the 20's style garb, we were sporting cowboy boots and magenta lipstick, but we thought we'd at least dabble in the fun. Perplexed by the variety of head adornments on the scene, we made our way to the Worth & Worth hat stand where we got a lesson from Brandon Franklin, hatter extraordinaire. Pork pie, fedora, boater—we got schooled. After deciding on a newsboy cap, we gravitated toward the music, carefully skirting picnickers on the way.

There was something about the giant trees canopying the grounds, the old brick buildings lining the manicured lawn, the Lindy Hop taking place on the dance floor and all that jazz. As much we wanted to resist it, we actually felt like we were in the 20’s.

Until we overheard a woman nearby.

“Does anyone know how to tie this?” a barefoot flapper with a tall feathered gold headband bounced around asking anyone wearing a bow tie—a sizable population on this afternoon. As the maroon satin sadly drooped in her hand, man after man shrugged and explained that his own bow tie was a clip-on. After a good ten minutes she found Frank, a 20-year-old who could help.

The flapper dragged Frank over to her spiky-haired companion in khaki cargo pants and white polo. Once the bow tie was assembled a photo was in order.

“Put this on Facebook. Yeah, man,” he said, flashing a sideways peace sign and lifting his Oakleys up to raise one eyebrow for the iPhone lens.

And, just like that, we were jarred right back to the present.