Batman. He’s rich, brooding, favors skin-tight latex, and tends to speak in a real low sexy-scratchy voice (no matter who’s playing him at the time). He’s obviously got some issues, but how can you hate on a guy who’s buff and saves the world on his off days from being a millionaire playboy?

I mean, I’d hit that.

There have been 5 Batman films since 1989, with a 6th one coming out this weekend. Not all of them have been critically acclaimed, but certainly all of them have tried to manufacture true hotness in a batsuit. Because we enjoy hotness even more than we enjoy things blowing up and campy dialogue, we here at CC have listed the Batman movies in order of their attractiveness factor. That’s right. Hot. Bod. Action.

5) Batman and Robin (1997)

Why it’s HOT: George Clooney, Alicia Silverstone, Uma Thurman, requisite skin-tight body suits

Why it’s NOT: Ahnold Schwarzengovener, Chris O’Donnell, the whole idea of “batboy” (please. Never seen anything gayer), the whole idea of “batgirl” (double please. She sucked), and this plot summary from IMDB.com: “Batman & Robin try to keep their relationship together even as they must stop Mr. Freeze and Poison Ivy from freezing Gotham City” (sounds like a chick flick where people have idiot names). Read More »

Okay. This needs to be said. The time has come.

Lindsay Lohan is not a lesbian.

I repeat: Lindsay Lohan is not a lesbian.

Yesterday, Gawker (a site usually so snarky and cynical they probably wear American Apparel clothes just to be ironic), posted an article about how the Lilo / Ronson lesbian affair might really be the real thing, and listed all these points that kind of prove the two are in a relationship. Their biggest piece of evidence? A picture on Sam’s MySpace page that shows her and Lindsay “kissing”.

See how I put the word kissing in quotes? That’s because the picture is pretty much the weakest thing I’ve ever seen. I have more passionate kisses with my Christian Bale poster that’s been in my bedroom since 8th grade. There’s more heat in a handshake than in that picture.

Lindsay Lohan is not a lesbian.

What she is, is media savvy. Read More »

I like superhero movies. They’re rad. Growing up in the rural North East, there wasn’t much to do once the sun went down, and so instead of huffing paint thinner in the backyard like our neighbors, my brother and I turned to comics. X-Men, Batman, Spiderman, Aliens…and all the 701 offshoots of each. Many hours of my childhood were spent sitting in a Ninja Turtle tent in my brother’s room, passing the newest issue of X Force and a box of Hostess cupcakes back and forth with him.

I’ve seen the X-man movies, watched every single Spiderman (even though I have this huge issue with Kristin Dunst), drooled over Christian Bale as Batman, and recently had the ultimate pleasure of watching Iron Man – and Robert Downy Jr. – kick ass on the big screen.

[Okay, slight tangent: can we talk about the scene where RDJr. is in the cave, and he’s all mad and sweaty and dirty and hammering STEEL? Lord. Pass the HOTsauce please]

I’ve loved all of these movies. They were great fun. But being a writer, and ALSO being a chick, I’ve noticed a really sh*tty trend: in almost all of these films, women are pretty useless. Read More »

“The Dark Knight” is already my favorite movie ever

I get “blackout” to level the gender playing fields

This guy is truly the voice of a generation

Tom Hanks is a celeb endorsement I’d trust

Isn’t bird poo on your face normally a bad thing?

Jason Mraz, I love your words–but are they yours?

Admirable: Britney Spears stays grounded…even in flight!

Yay, Seth MacFarlane is stickin’ around

Planning a wedding is no easy task

Another “The Hills” parody–this time, with Lo!

I spend a lot of time looking for new music. I’m one of those people that gets gratification in having music that no one else does. I don’t know why, and I know its stupid, but… it’s just the way I am. I take pride when my unknowns turn into knowns, and get agitated when the Grammy’s give someone a Best New Artist award on their fifth album.

But I waste a lot of time on music blogs, weeding through the one’s I find to be bullshit, and searching for the songs I like on Limewire, or I mean, iTunes. I tell myself I’ll just look around for a little bit, and before I know it, it’s 3 in the morning, and the good night of sleep I was looking forward to is almost over.

Someone has decided to make my life a little easier—and I think I’m kind of in love with him for it. Meet The Hype Machine, maybe one of the coolest music sites I have come across. The people at Hype go through the bajillion music blogs out there, and post all the most talked about tracks in one place.

It’s pages, and pages of new songs and artists, and I’m so excited about it I think my head may explode. I haven’t been this happy since Christian Bale took his clothes off in American Psycho. Read More »

EW.com has decided that it’s time to finally answer the question of “Hollywood’s Hottest” by putting it up to YOU, the reader.

While some may favor the old-school charm actors like Paul Newman and Clark Gable, there’s no discounting the boys of today like do-gooder Leonardo DiCaprio and bad boy Mark Wahlberg.

Do you agree with their choices? What about the EW’s readers choices? It’s pretty obvious that choices like Eric Bana and Joaquin Phoenix are there for the right (gorgeous!) while dudes like Jon BonJovi and Gerard Butler make the list cause they’ve got something to sell (or a career to save!) but, who knows? When it comes to hotties…to each their own!

Who’s missing? Who doesn’t deserve to be in the running to become Hollywood’s Ultimate Hottie? Check out the Ultimate Hottie Gallery after the jump! Read More »

I always thought that the only celebrity that could incite any sort of stalker behavior out of me was Christian Bale. I have been madly in love (border line obsessed) with him since I was about 10 years old. When I was little I used to write him a letter every week in hopes that he would write me back. Which he never did. As I got older, and he started getting bigger and more spectacular muscles letters were out, and provocative fantasies were in. The first five minutes of American Psycho are like my dream come true. All I needed was for him to turn around in the shower.

But I made a sojourn to Los Angeles last week, and it’s really true—there are celebrities everywhere out there. And I didn’t react as non-chalantly as I thought I would. Sure, you see them in New York too, but for some reason they seem to blend in more to the everyday population. In LA, maybe it was just me, but they stand out.

I got off the plane, and standing next to me at the baggage claim was none other than Kyle MchLaughin of Sex and the City and Desperate Housewives fame. Him, I wasn’t knocked out over. But still, I had been in town for thirty seconds. Read More »