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I like Mr. Hefner and I consider him a friend. The guy is in his eighties, he's really smart, and he finds exploitative, unromantic pornography to be incredibly distasteful. The ditzes who hang on him are not victims. He gets much-needed companionship out of the arrangement and they get money. Everyone wins.

You'd be surprised. My best kid friend lives in a lower-income home, in a working-class neighborhood, and that doesn't stop her from screaming "TREES ARE OUR BREATHING BUDDIES!" when I reach for a paper towel.

I think my apartment when I was 22 was way cuter. Soy sauce stains and all.

There are so many things to love about this movie. A (rare) intelligent, independent female protaganist. A straight guy who just happens to have all gay friends— and it's presented matter-of-fact way. A tour de force comedic performance from the brilliant Ari Graynor, proving that you don't have to be a schlubby guy

Catherine Hardwicke looked awesome! I was there last night (skipped the red carpet because I knew you guys would be doing this feature, LOL) and I loved that Catherine chose something that suited her personality, rather than some lame, safe silk sheath.

@Oface: "You're JUST what I neeeeed!" Ooh, Cliff!

I hope there are fun ANTM mini-games, like "Trendy Faux-Lesbianism" and "Weeping While Bleach is Applied to Your Scalp."

She is rad, and I am totally not surprised that she's worth that much. She has basically attained a Will Ferrell-level of recognizability and "brandability"— and the fact that she's smarter and less accessible makes her even cooler than all those rich comedy guys.

I saw Will Arnett while I was eating dinner last night and actually geeked out. Like, immediately hissed "OMG! Will Arnett, you guys!" in a really unsubtle way.

"I went in to buy a plain tote to silk-screen with a stencil of my brother's face, like you do."

My movie's not out until March, so I'm not actually promoting anything with my vitriol. (Dammit, why didn't I think of that?!) I'm surprised this even got picked up as a "story."

Anna is hilarious, and an incredibly nice person to boot. The movie was written by women. There's no way I'm going to miss this. I'm not sure why everything associated with Playboy is automatically seen as antifeminist. At this point, that whole empire has been, as the one review succinctly stated, "defanged." Hef is

"Nick and Norah" is indeed going to be the best romcom of the year, and Kat Dennings is so lovable in it. Good (early) call, Jezebel!

I saw it last night, and I thought it was very refreshing to see a trio of guys ogling 60-year-old Meryl Streep (who was totally radiant.) The rest was just fun cheese. I always enjoy a little feminist criticism, but I've noticed that male-bonding fluff like "Wild Hogs" is never under the same microscope. I'll give

I'm still super close with my ex-husband, and his fiance is great about it. Maybe because she and I are really good friends independently of him. I will say though, an arrangement like this only works when all three people are secure, sincere and genuinely want each other to be happy. It's a perfect storm that very

@Bubbles_Lavender: (Sorry to double-post, mods.) Karyn Kusama is a wonderful filmmaker, and I think her extended stint in "director jail" was at least partially motivated by sexism. A lot of people were smug about the failure of Aeon Flux, much more so than they would have if some young (male) kid from USC had been

@Macloserboy: I think it's important that women be allowed to suck as much as men, if that makes any sense. I honestly believe that the reason a lot of women don't pursue directing is a deeply ingrained fear of failure. (Same principle behind that hoary old "girls only raise their hands if they're sure they know the

Just FYI, Juno wasn't a virgin. As was previously noted, she did have sex seven times with her ex-boyfriend Habib before she "deflowered" Paulie. It's in the deleted scenes.

Shitty decisions like Dina has made are probably very easy for her to justify. She and Papa Joe can always comfort themselves with the knowledge that their kids are "set for life," had unique upbringings, etc.

"I said, brr! It's cold in here!"