Every year, there seems to be one film that captures the hearts and imaginations of the public, and this year everyone is talking about Slumdog Millionaire. Based on the true story of a young man from the poorest neighborhoods of Mumbai who wins the top prize in the Indian version of “Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?” Slumdog has already won the Golden Globe for Best Picture and is up for the Academy Award in just over two weeks.  And crucial to the movie’s success is the romantic main character, Jamal Malik, played by newcomer Dev Patel.

Just who is this new Hollywood hunk, and is it okay that I wanted to eff him silly when I saw him shirtless in the movie’s first scenes?

Don’t worry, ladies, I’ve got the scoop. Dev was born in England in 1990 (he’s legal!) and had his first big break on the British comedy, Skins. On his Skins cast member blog, Dev thrills us with this titillating update, “Since we last spoke, I have become a sex machine who will bring to you a sensory experience that will blow your feminine mind and titillate your crazy hot body. I am now a sexual master who has complete knowledge of the three positions of love making.” If that’s not an invitation to eff, then you can take down all my Slumdog posters and burn them (actually, just in case, please don’t. I can’t fall asleep at night without a glance at Dev on my ceiling).

Slumdog director Danny Boyle cast Dev based on a suggestion from his daughter, who loved his work on Skins. Boyle said he chose Dev because he was tall and lanky and could really portray the everyman character needed to carry the film. It is precisely this youthful quality that would make Dev such a good eff.  He reminds me of my crushes of yesteryear, the sweet romantic boys who promised to sweep me off my feet and eff me gently for all time. His earnest smile and timeless love for Slumdog‘s heroine, Latika, makes me wish that I, too, could find a good-natured cutie of my own among the throngs of college bros.

Since the movie premiered,  Dev’s fame has skyrocketed. He’s spawned fan sites galore and has attended a dizzying number of awards shows. Though he himself won’t be receiving any Oscars for acting, Dev will be on the red carpet at the Academy Awards to support Slumdog for the 10 statues it stands to collect. Until the big night, I’ll be waiting for Dev, just like Jamal waited for Latika at the train station. And if his film does win the big prize on February 22, I’ll be all ready with my stellar pick-up line: is that an Oscar in your pocket, or are you just the cutest eff in Hollywood right now?

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I have to confess that I’m a sucker for talent. I mean, who isn’t? If all these dancing/singing/acting/yadda yadda reality shows are doing so well, then the American public is certainly thirsty for some grade-A pizzazz. But while the hometown hotties on such shows are nice, what’s really effable is someone who’s taken time to hone their skills and grow into the limelight. A self-made man. And who’s a better example of that than Mos Def?

This week, he’s totally tops on my effable charts.

The Brooklyn hip-hop lyricist, born Dante Terrell Smith, first started recording music alongside his brother and sister as part of a group called Urban Thermal Dynamics. He has since broken off as a solo artist, and his 1999 album Black on Both Sides was his breakout achievement. He has also collaborated with such big names as Talib Kweli, Kanye West, and Common. And his slick, sexy, introspective side acquired a lot of recognition for his work on Russell Simmon’s Def Poetry on HBO. Confidence + smooth delivery= ultra-effability.

But that’s not all. He’s a respected actor whose Hollywood resume includes roles on The Chappelle Show, The Italian Job, and the newest Michel Gondry flick, Be Kind Rewind. Mos Def has been nominated for an Emmy, a Golden Globe, and multiple Grammys. Yeah, you could say he knows his way around the entertainment industry. Meow!

Mos Def’s newest film, Cadillac Records, opens today. How am I excited? Let me count the ways: 1) It’s a ’50s period piece (retro movies are always fun), 2) there’s sure to be a great soundtrack (it’s about a recording studio!) and 3) Mos Def plays Chuck Berry, the dynamic early rock-n-roll star. So while my man will be singing “Johnny B. Goode,” I’ll be thinking: Mos Def, be good to me tonight!

My style idol this week is someone who has recently come into her own and proven to the world that you can come out of a (very) bad break-up stronger and more beautiful than ever before: Anne Hathaway.

Ever since her life seemed to be falling apart early this summer when her ex was accused of fraud and tax evasion, Anne has been kicking some major booty. Not only is she getting rave reviews and Oscar buzz for her role in Rachel Getting Married, she’s doin’ it all while looking gorgeous and glam.

Let’s be honest; Anne hasn’t always been totally up on style or considered a fashion icon. Lately, however, she’s been seen everywhere sporting well thought-out ensembles that are trendy yet unique, classy, and do a phenomenal job of highlighting her long & lean frame.

She’s often seen in darling and feminine dresses, is a big fan of belts, and, when on the red carpet, she’s fantastic at throwing back to old Hollywood glamour with gorgeous gowns by designers like Marchesa and Dior. This combination of new-found style and a killer new haircut has turned her into a bonafide fashion star and officially has me drooling over her closet.

It’s fall, and that means Hollywood starts caring about the movies again.

Traditionally, summer is full of blockbusters that are low on the good scale and high on the explosion scale, while fall marks the beginning of smaller, better made, Oscar contenders.

I don’t know if this one’s going to get any Oscars, but considering the star was nominated for an Academy Award last year and is the current love of my life, I’d say it’ll certainly develop some buzz—especially because the plot is so weird.

Lars and the Real Girl, starring Ryan Gosling (still looking hot despite the 70’s mustache) is about a loner in a small town who shuns human interaction until he receives a package that changes everything. Bianca is a life size doll—to everyone except Lars. To Lars, she’s the love of his life.

I’ll mark my calendar for a quirky, original indie film any day…but honestly, Ryan could be in a three-hour epic about the phone book and I’d still watch.