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Dear Hugh Jackman, there are several things about you that I adore. Your physique at forty, for instance - I fell out of love with Wentworth Miller when he started to go all out of shape at the grand old age of thirty-five because he couldn’t lay off the frappuccinos (which was roughly at the [...]

Sometimes the universe seems to find satisfaction in being cruel to the fangirl. Like this one time when I dreamt I was in bed with Bradley James, and we were necking and about to have sex, but then I woke up because the freaking doorbell rang (yes, the person who rang it is still among [...]

Until “Casino Royale”, I never managed to endure more than ten minutes of a James Bond movie. I assume I do not see the appeal in sitting through a straight guy’s jerk-off fantasy. And although I’ve been assured that “Casino Royale” and its successor “Quantum of Solace” actually aren’t James Bond movies, but simply the [...]

This is a chick flick. Don’t be fooled by its violent, pretentious, wannabe-dystopic plot. It features the ultimate female fantasy: Hottie Christian Bale stars as a guy who can kick ass and then learns how to feel. It’s like “Batman Begins”, but backwards, and without Katie Holmes (and Liam Neeson delivering ridiculous Qui-Gon-on-vengeance monologues).