Most recent entries for December 2008


I hope you don’t mind me emitting a heartbroken cry on behalf of you all. According to a little item I just saw posted online, the rumours are true: actress-turned-crooner Zooey Deschanel — a creature so special she’s sparked rampant crushes in more than one writer in this office — is engaged to be married.

This morning, the Toronto Film Critics Association named Mickey Rourke best actor of 2008 for his work in The Wrestler. His humane portrayal of Randy “The Ram” Robinson in the film is genuinely heartbreaking, and I know I’m not the only one hoping that this marks a comeback for the actor whose star shone so bright in the early 1980s.

There are many noteworthy odds-and-sods repositories on the interwebs, but the magnificently weird Everything is Terrible blog had flown under our radar until very recently.

Not that we've ever placed much stock in Cosmopolitan magazine as a particularly reliable source, but their latest gaffe strikes a particular blow to any traces of journalistic integrity left in the Cosmo camp. The new UK issue of the ladies' mag features actress Scarlett Johansson on the cover, with an exclusive interview inside the book. So what's the problem?

Torontoist signs off

This past weekend, the sad news broke that Torontoist, the wildly popular blog about all things T-dot, will be shutting down as of January 1, 2009.

After much speculation about who will host the Oscars on Feb. 22, the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences revealed that film and musical theatre star Hugh Jackman will be the one taking to the stage for the 81st Annual Academy Awards.

In the annals of rock lore, the infamous rider from Van Halen's 1982 tour is the equivalent of a majestic unicorn. . As with unicorns, rock obsessives know the famed rider exists (unicorns do!), even if we've never had any concrete proof beyond hearsay.

As 2008 draws to a close, many of us turn our minds to assessing on the old, worn-out year that was. Following hard on the heels of our own Greig Dymond's savvy summary of the year's most regrettable pop culture moments, the hard-to-impress cynics at Pitchfork have compiled a list of the 20 Worst Album Covers of 2008.

Why does Saturday Night Live inevitably end up airing its best sketches on the weekends that I choose to go out?

When I first got wind of Lindsay Lohan’s fledgling design career several months ago, I convinced myself I could wash it from my consciousness in much the same way as Pam Ewing was able to erase an entire season of Dallas by realizing it was all a bad dream.

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