Not that I have enough influence for anyone to give a rat’s ass, but I almost never link to stories from Deadline Hollywood because (a) the font the website uses is terrible, (b) the writing isn’t broken into digestible paragraphs, and (c) most importantly, editor Nikki Finke is an overrated rancid c*nt. Just an awful, egomaniacal, Machiavellian organism that no longer has any identifiable human traits (the inset picture is the only known photo of her on the Internet, probably because she now looks something like this.)

Naturally, because Hollywood is Hollywood, HBO’s going to make TV show about a character just like her:

Diane Keaton has signed on to play the title role in HBO’s Tilda, a half-hour comedy pilot about a powerful and much-feared Hollywood blogger who may or may not be loosely based on powerful and much-feared Hollywood blogger Nikki “Toldja!” Finke.

Additionally, Ellen Page (Juno) has been tapped to costar as Carolyn, a morally conflicted creative assistant caught between following the corporate culture of the studio she works for and following Tilda, who has taken a keen interest in her. [Ausiello]

Frankly, I liked it better when it was called The Devil Wears Prada. Suffice to say, I’d rather watch “Entourage” than anything that might add to Finke’s coffers:

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“Whatever.”

The adorable Ellen Page, who was terrific in Hard Candy, twee in Juno, and unwatched in Whip It, is adding credits on the other side of the camera, agreeing to write and produce an HBO comedy about hipsters with two of her super-cool friends.

Page has teamed with HBO for “Stitch N’ Bitch,” a single-camera comedy she will write with two other young actors, Alia Shawkat and Sean Tillmann.

The trio will executive produce the project, which follows two painfully cool hipster girls as they relocate from Brooklyn’s Williamsburg neighborhood to Los Angeles’ Silver Lake enclave in hopes of becoming artists — of any kind.

Oh boy, I hope their trust funds are big enough to support their dreams! You girls be careful — I’d hate for your kaffiyeh scarf to get caught in the spokes of your fixed-gear bicycle on the way to Hotel Cafe for your band’s debut. What would they do without their lead ukulele player?!?