Ohhhkay. So what, a few weeks ago, Matthew Broderick is telling me about the joys of taking the whole summer off to spend it with his wife and the kid (now five-and-a-half!) and the idyllic Amagansett scene of “these little girls were blowing up balloons that you attach a little engine to and they go up in the air” and how lovely everything is. And MEANWHILE, says Star magazine, he is chasing around some “gorgeous redhead” and crawling out of her friend’s bedroom and, in the necessary tabloid coinage, having “sex in the city.” (ARGH KILL.) So a couple of things!