Commenter Jonathan detects a strain of sexism in the criticism of Taylor Swift for writing songs that are fairly overtly about her exes: Plenty of musicians write songs inspired by relationships they’ve had with other famous people, but it always seems that where men get their work treated as music, women’s work is treated as tabloid fodder. (That’s a Perez Hilton video embedded in... 

Taylor Swift’s at an interesting inflection point in her career. She’s won critical acclaim and a lot of awards, and made an enormous amount of money by giving articulate voice to the rather universal experience of teenage girls discovering love, attraction, and sex for the first time. But she’s also old enough, rich, and experienced enough that some of the music she’s making... 

I think 127 Hours is going to be a tough commercial sale, given that it’s both about a guy who cuts off his own hand to escape being trapped by rocks, and that it’s a one-man show, but it’s precisely for the latter reason that I’m excited to see it: That kind of pressure is so rare. One of the most astonishing theater performances I’ve ever seen was Anne Scurria’s... 

Okay, to be fair to Parlophone, who I complained about yesterday, clicking around their list of posted videos did lead me to this nice little Manchester band with the dreadful name of I Am Kloot (let’s get on that, son, that’s going to take you precisely to Hale and no further), who put the wonderful Chris Eccleston in this short, simple, affecting video: I still don’t know that... 

I’m trying to get my mind around the idea that Mark Ruffalo, of all people, might end up playing the Hulk in The Avengers. Don’t get me wrong, I love the dude. But he doesn’t strike me as particularly mild-mannered and tortured. Even as a detective chasing a serial killer in Zodiac, he was tense, angry, eccentric, gentlemanly rather than a sweet guy hiding a monster. And his tendency... 

But I kind of like the video for Ke$ha’s “Your Love Is My Drug.” Consider, before you judge: The original spend-the-night-in-the-desert concept is pretty goofy. You’d get dehydrated out there. But I love the dust-and-turquoise color palette.  And I love the Yellow Submarine-esque animation even more. The only-cute guy Ke$ha’s losing it over transformed... 

Speaking of terrible things made for children, the upcoming Ramona and Beezus movie looks pretty bad. I haven’t read the books in a long time, but I do remember Ramona being treated a little less like she’s disturbed, although looking back, I guess I was wrong: I do kind of wish, though, that someone would make an adaptation of Beverly Cleary’s teen novels. They’re dated,... 

The past week and change has been just full of good news for those of us who adore Cee-Lo Green as a solo artist.  First there was the leak of what BabylonSista described when we discussed it as Cee-Lo doing Sinatra, the single “Georgia” from the upcoming album The Lady Killer: That second verse, the “I’m moving on / Using mostly dirt roads until I find my way…There’s... 

Dear Perez Hilton, The Duke of Buckingham is not the arch-nemesis to Athos, Porthos, Aramis and d’Artagnan. That would be the Comte de Rochefort.  That said, Orlando Bloom is a relatively decently choice to play a guy who is sufficiently blinded by love and too weak to walk away from it that he endangers entire governments.  I’ve never particularly bought Bloom as an action hero–he’s... 

So, I was looking into the background of  Charlie St. Cloud, and was actually pretty disappointed to find out that it’s basically a ghost story where people can come back from the dead.  Not that I had a lot of hopes after watching the trailer: But I think it’d be a lot better for Zac Efron’s career if he played a dude who was genuinely crazy, rather than a sweet,...