Just One More Indication that Ariel REALLY Needs to Get Laid.

I don't consider myself the ultimate target audience for chick flicks--"The Transporter" and "Zoolander" being some of my faves--but yeah, you can catch me on the couch watching "Bridget Jones" for the 15th time, or singing along to Abba songs in "Muriel's Wedding." Then I catch the trailer for this latest atrocity from Hollywood's pseudo-uterus: "The Holiday." Through some contrived B.S., the ladies do a house/country swap. Cameron Diaz hooks up with Jude Law, and Kate Winslet gets...Jack Black? Jack Black, who prefers stained Underoos to pants in most of his roles, who recalls my fourth grade nemesis, Timmy Dexter, whose chunky, Hostess-cupcake-formed body, snot-nosed face, and wiffle-haircut still gives me the shudders? They stick the stick insect with the pretty boy, while the one chick in Hollyweird who has a normal female physique and is, IMHO, one of the most beautiful women on the planet, gets the guy with man boobs and an ever-so-slight possibilty of Down's Syndrome. Gee, can't wait.

PS-sorry for the delay folks, we experienced technical difficulties.