Mike Tyson appeared to attack a fellow passenger on a Wednesday night flight, according to footage released Thursday by TMZ.

Tyson, who had boarded a Florida-bound plane from San Francisco, is said to have engaged with his fellow passenger prior to the incident, a witness told the gossip site, with the former heavyweight even posing for a selfie.

The passenger is also seen chatting animatedly behind Tyson’s seat as another passenger films the exchange. Things took a turn for the worse, however, when Tyson apparently grew agitated with the passenger, who had failed to leave him alone, with the former heavyweight champ then delivering a series of blows from over his seat.

A source close to Tyson claims the passenger was “extremely intoxicated” and “wouldn’t stop provoking” him, resulting in an onslaught of punches.

Tyson “walked off the plane just seconds later,” per a witness, while the passenger, who is seen with a bloodied forehead in the footage, received medical attention.

“My boy just got beat up by Mike Tyson,” a passenger filming the ordeal apparently said from behind the camera. “Yeah, he got f–ked up.”

The passenger who sustained the injuries is said to have gone to the authorities as well.

Tyson served time in prison beginning in 1992 after being convicted of rape. He was sentenced to six years behind bars, but served less than three years and was released in 1995.

With his boxing career behind him, Tyson has taken on a more mellow public persona with an admitted devotion to marijuana. The 55-year-old is launching a cannabis company with wrestling legend Ric Flair.

This week’s incident comes just weeks after Tyson encountered another overzealous fan at a comedy club, with the former fighter remaining calm and even hugging the admirer, who had a gun during the exchange.

When Jeremy Strong was a teen-ager, in suburban Massachusetts, he had three posters thumbtacked to his bedroom wall: Daniel Day-Lewis in “My Left Foot,” Al Pacino in “Dog Day Afternoon,” and Dustin Hoffman in “Rain Man.” These weren’t just his favorite actors: their careers were a road map that he followed obsessively, like Eve Harrington casing out a trio of Margo Channings. He read interviews that his heroes gave and, later, managed to get crew jobs on their movies. By his early twenties, he had worked for all three men, and had adopted elements of their full-immersion acting methods. By his mid-thirties, after fifteen years of hustling in the industry, he’d had minor roles in a string of A-list films: “Lincoln,” “Zero Dark Thirty,” “Selma,” and “The Big Short.” He’d played a staffer in both the nineteenth-century White House and the twenty-first-century C.I.A. But, as he approached forty, he felt that his master plan wasn’t panning out—where was his Benjamin Braddock, his Michael Corleone?

“You come to New York, and you’re doing Off Off Broadway plays, and you are in the wilderness,” Strong told me, of his early career. “Your focus just becomes about the work and trying each time to go to some inner ledge. And you get used to people not noticing.”

Then it happened. In 2016, Kathryn Bigelow, the Oscar-winning director of “The Hurt Locker,” cast him in a big role, as a National Guardsman in her film “Detroit.” Around the same time, Strong had lunch with Adam McKay, who had directed him as a financial analyst in “The Big Short.” McKay said that he was executive-producing a new HBO show called “Succession,” which he described to Strong as a “King Lear” for the media-industrial complex. McKay gave him the pilot script and said, “Tell me what role you connect with.” Strong picked Roman Roy, the wisecracking youngest son of Logan Roy, a Rupert Murdoch-like media titan. “I thought, Oh, wow, Roman is such a cool part,” Strong said. “He’s, like, this bon-vivant prick. I could do something that I hadn’t done before.”

That August, Strong, who was living in Los Angeles with his fiancée, went to film “Detroit.” He had done deep research for the role, watching military documentaries and practicing marksmanship at a shooting range. He arranged to miss part of his wedding-week festivities for the filming. But, after one day, Bigelow fired him. “I was just not the character that she had in her mind,” Strong said. “It was a devastating experience.” (Bigelow says that the character wasn’t working in the story; after Strong pleaded with her, she came up with another part for him, as an attorney.) Then he flew to Denmark to get married, staying at a castle called Dragsholm Slot. That’s when he got the call that the “Succession” people had cast Kieran Culkin as Roman.

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Evidently, the role hadn’t been McKay’s to give. Strong tried to let go of the fantasy he had pursued single-mindedly for decades. But the show’s creator, Jesse Armstrong, agreed to audition him for the role of Kendall Roy, the moody middle son and Logan’s heir apparent. “I’ve always felt like an outsider with a fire in my belly,” Strong told me. “And so the disappointment and the feeling of being thwarted—it only sharpened my need and hunger. I went in with a vengeance.” He tore through books about corporate gamesmanship, including Michael Wolff’s biography of Rupert Murdoch, and cherry-picked details he liked; apparently, Murdoch’s son James ties his shoes extremely tightly, which told Strong something about his “inner tensile strength.”

At the audition, Strong, his shoes tied tight, read a scene between Kendall and the C.E.O. of a startup that he’s trying to acquire. Armstrong was skeptical. He asked Strong to “loosen the language,” and the scene transformed. “It was about, like, Beastie Boys-ing it up,” Strong recalled. “I was missing the patois of bro-speak.” By the end of the day, he had the part.

Kendall is the show’s dark prince, a would-be mogul puffed up with false bravado. He is often ridiculous in his self-seriousness, especially when he’s trying to dominate his indomitable father. Strong was perfectly cast: a background player who had spent his life aspiring, and often maneuvering, to fill the shoes of his acting gods. “Kendall desperately wants it to be his turn,” Strong said. Last year, he won an Emmy Award for the role.

Strong, who is now forty-two, has the hangdog face of someone who wasn’t destined for stardom. But his mild appearance belies a relentless, sometimes preening intensity. He speaks with a slow, deliberate cadence, especially when talking about acting, which he does with a monk-like solemnity. “To me, the stakes are life and death,” he told me, about playing Kendall. “I take him as seriously as I take my own life.” He does not find the character funny, which is probably why he’s so funny in the role.

When I asked Strong about the rap that Kendall performs in Season 2, at a gala for his father—a top contender for Kendall’s most cringeworthy moment—he gave an unsmiling answer about Raskolnikov, referencing Kendall’s “monstrous pain.” Kieran Culkin told me, “After the first season, he said something to me like, ‘I’m worried that people might think that the show is a comedy.’ And I said, ‘I think the show is a comedy.’ He thought I was kidding.” Part of the appeal of “Succession” is its amalgam of drama and bone-dry satire. When I told Strong that I, too, thought of the show as a dark comedy, he looked at me with incomprehension and asked, “In the sense that, like, Chekhov is comedy?” No, I said, in the sense that it’s funny. “That’s exactly why we cast Jeremy in that role,” McKay told me. “Because he’s not playing it like a comedy. He’s playing it like he’s Hamlet.”

Actors try to find the real in the make-believe, but anyone who has worked with Strong will tell you that he goes to unusual lengths. Last year, he played the Yippie activist Jerry Rubin in Aaron Sorkin’s film “The Trial of the Chicago 7.” While shooting the 1968 protest scenes, Strong asked a stunt coördinator to rough him up; he also requested to be sprayed with real tear gas. “I don’t like saying no to Jeremy,” Sorkin told me. “But there were two hundred people in that scene and another seventy on the crew, so I declined to spray them with poison gas.” Between takes of the trial scenes, in which the Yippies mock Judge Julius Hoffman, played by Frank Langella, Strong would read aloud from Langella’s memoir in silly voices, and he put a remote-controlled fart machine below the judge’s chair. “Every once in a while, I’d say, ‘Great. Let’s do it again, and this time, Jeremy, maybe don’t play the kazoo in the middle of Frank Langella’s monologue,’ ” Sorkin said.

Strong has always worked this way. In his twenties, he was an assistant to the playwright Wendy Wasserstein, typing up her manuscripts. At night, he performed a one-man play by Conor McPherson in a tiny midtown bar, playing an alcoholic Irishman. Wasserstein discovered that Strong was spending a lot of time with her Irish doorman, studying his accent. Before Wasserstein died, in 2006—Strong was one of the few people who knew that she had lymphoma—she thought of writing a play based on him, titled “Enter Doorman.”

This fall, Strong was shooting James Gray’s film “Armageddon Time,” playing a plumber based on the director’s father. Strong let his hair return to its natural gray—it’s darkened for “Succession”—and sent me videos of himself shadowing a real handyman for research, repeating back terms like “flare nuts” in a honking Queens accent. Costumes and props are like talismans for him. In 2012, he played a possible victim of childhood sexual abuse in Amy Herzog’s “The Great God Pan,” at Playwrights Horizons. “There was a shirt he wore that was really important for him, and for compositional reasons we wanted to try it in a different color,” Herzog told me. “I remember him saying that the shirt he was wearing had functioned as his armor, and this new shirt wasn’t like armor.” They let him keep the shirt.

Strong’s dedication strikes some collaborators as impressive, others as self-indulgent. “All I know is, he crosses the Rubicon,” Robert Downey, Jr., told me. In 2014, Strong played Downey, Jr.,’s mentally disabled brother in “The Judge.” (To prepare, he spent time with an autistic person, as Hoffman had for “Rain Man.”) When Downey, Jr., shot a funeral scene, Strong paced around the set weeping loudly, even though he wasn’t called that day. He asked for personalized props that weren’t in the script, including a family photo album. “It was almost swatting him away like he was an annoying gnat—I had bigger things to deal with,” a member of the design team recalled.

“I think you have to go through whatever the ordeal is that the character has to go through,” Strong told me. This extreme approach—Robert De Niro shaving down his teeth for “Cape Fear,” Leonardo DiCaprio eating raw bison liver for “The Revenant”—is often described as Method acting, a much abused term that, in its classic sense, involves summoning emotions from personal experience and projecting them onto a character. Strong does not consider himself a Method actor. Far from mining his own life, he practices what he calls “identity diffusion.” “If I have any method at all, it is simply this: to clear away anything—anything—that is not the character and the circumstances of the scene,” he explained. “And usually that means clearing away almost everything around and inside you, so that you can be a more complete vessel for the work at hand.”

Talking about his process, he quoted the jazz pianist Keith Jarrett: “I connect every music-making experience I have, including every day here in the studio, with a great power, and if I do not surrender to it nothing happens.” During our conversations, Strong cited bits of wisdom from Carl Jung, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Karl Ove Knausgaard (he is a “My Struggle” superfan), Robert Duvall, Meryl Streep, Harold Pinter (“The more acute the experience, the less articulate its expression”), the Danish filmmaker Tobias Lindholm, T. S. Eliot, Gustave Flaubert, and old proverbs (“When fishermen cannot go to sea, they mend their nets”). When I noted that he was a sponge for quotations, he turned grave and said, “I’m not a religious person, but I think I’ve concocted my own book of hymns.”

She was seen giving her boyfriend a kiss with their protective face masks on at the presidential inauguration last week.

And it looks like nothing could rain on Lady Gaga’s parade.

The 34-year-old singer is said to be ‘crazy about’ her boyfriend of one year Michael Polansky according to a source for People on Wednesday.

In a good place: Lady Gaga is said to be ‘crazy about’ her boyfriend of one year Michael Polansky according to a source for People on Wednesday

Gaga brought the 37-year-old tech investor as her date as she performed The Star-Spangled Banner before watching Joe Biden and Kamala Harris get sworn in as president and vice president, respectively. 

The insider said: ‘Gaga had a blast at the Inauguration and was in the best spirits. She’s very happy with Michael and feels grateful for his support.’

Despite the couple – who started dating in 2019 – being relatively private and have kept their relationship from the public eye, Polansky was happy to be there in support of his famous girlfriend.

The source explained: ‘He was content to hang in the background and blended in. To the few people Gaga encountered backstage inside the Capitol, she’d say, “This is my boyfriend.”‘

Sweet: The 34-year-old singer was seen giving her 37-year-old tech investor boyfriend a kiss though their protective face masks at the presidential inauguration in Washington DC last week

The two are said to be working on charity projects together as Polansky is a Harvard grad who serves as the executive director of the Parker Institute for Cancer Immunotherapy.

The insider for People said: ‘Michael has his own life and work, but they also have shared passions, so it’s a nice balance. Things are going really well.’

It has not been an easy few years for Gaga as she has struggled with PTSD and fibromyalgia in addition to ending her engagement to agent Christian Carino in 2019 but things have apparently started to turn around quite drastically for the pop megastar.

Sweet: Gaga brought Polansky as her date as she performed The Star-Spangled Banner before watching Joe Biden and Kamala Harris get sworn in as president and vice president, respectively

Her love: A source said: ‘Gaga had a blast at the Inauguration and was in the best spirits. She’s very happy with Michael and feels grateful for his support’

The insider said: ‘She’s happy, healthy and in a good place.’

Last week Lady Gaga stole just a bit of the spotlight as she was in attendance to see Joe Biden sworn in as the 46th President of the US at his inauguration in Washington DC. 

She was quite the social butterfly at the event as she was seen saying hello to Jennifer Lopez, Hillary Clinton and Michelle Obama while joined by her boyfriend Polansky.

In the wings: She was quite the social butterfly at the event as she was seen saying hello to Jennifer Lopez, Hillary Clinton and Michelle Obama while joined by her boyfriend Polansky

She shared their love in 2020: The two hugging on a yacht in Florida

All eyes were on the Million Reasons singer who made a patriotic statement in her stunning blue and red Schiaparelli ballgown.

Sending a message of unity, the native New Yorker’s dress was adorned with a striking gold dove, reaching out to its rivals with an olive branch in its mouth.

Gaga’s frock was expertly tailored, anchoring her 5foot2 figure with navy blue wool bodice with long sleeves, sturdy shoulders and a tapered waist.

He made the rounds with his Gaga: The two were talking to plenty of VIPs in DC

Bravo: All eyes were on the Million Reasons singer, 34, who made a patriotic statement in her stunning blue and red Schiaparelli ballgown

The sleek silhouette of the top was contrasted with a billowing red skirt, which provided maximum amounts of drama as the star sauntered towards the stage escorted by Marines.

She wove a ribbon through her platinum blonde locks, twisting her tresses into a braided crown. Matching the gilded dove on her chest, the Joanne singer donned gold olive branch earrings and a color-coordinated earpiece.

For makeup, Gaga – real name Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta – kept classic, opting for bold brows and a brick red lip.

And she said hello to this standout: Gaga talking to poet Amanda Gorman who wore a ring from her friend Oprah

She kept her head high as she made it to the balcony and grabbed a golden microphone from outgoing Vice President Mike Pence. Then she began to croon, singing a stirring version of the Star Spangled Banner.

The often-avant-garde songstress took a traditional approach for the performance, showing off her unparalleled vocal strength with a effortlessly artful version of The National Anthem.

President Joe beamed in the background, unable to hide his glee.

They just click: Gaga and Polansky – a Harvard graduate and former investor who works as CEO of Facebook co-founder Sean Parker’s Parker Group – started dating in late 2019; in 2020

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