About a month ago controversy began brewing as a result of Rodarte having launched a makeup collaboration with MAC that took its inspiration from an unlikely place: Juarez, Mexico. Having cited the same town as an influence on the luxury fashion brand’s SS10 collection, Rodarte came under a firestorm of criticism for having referenced a factory town notorious for its violence and aggression against women. The Frisky was the first to call foul, but the call to arms became so robust that MAC and Rodarte eventually issued an apology and vowed to put proceeds towards the betterment of Juarez. But now it seems the controversy has become too much: MAC has pulled the line entirely; it will not be produced and it will not be sold in stores.

● Lindsay Lohan was banned from an L.A. club after launching a glass at Samantha Ronson's head during her DJ set. Love is never having to learn real consequences. [Page Six] ● A second one of Jesse James' mistresses has apologized to Sandra Bullock in a faxed letter, indicating that their affair started somewhere around 1998. [TMZ] ● Gabourey Sidibe stopped by Saturday Night Live to make some jokes about Precious, but all you really need is the bizarre "Cherry Battle" digital short. [Buzzfeed]

Precious star Gabourey Sidibe is set to host Saturday Night Live this coming weekend, and the promos look, well, decent. Unfortunately, in the current era of SNL suckage in which even Tina Fey's episode contained minimal laughs, that is saying something.

● According to In Touch via Brad's old bodyguard, Angelina Jolie will "giggle" when one of her kids starts to cry. Either she's the Mommy Dearest of a new generation or maybe she's just high. [THG] ● After being duped by one of those Nigerian scam emails, one 78-year-old Florida grandmother took to a life of conning her own neighbors, friends and priest out of more than $1 million. Won't get fooled again! [Daily Intel] ● Can animals be gay? This is serious. [NYT Magazine]

● The Flaming Lips' Wayne Coyne will make a second film, and he wants Justin Timberlake to appear in it. One imagines the results will look something like this. [Billboard] ● There’s a new Tron trailer out, and it looks pretty dope. [EW] ● The University of Texas acquires David Foster Wallace’s archive, which includes his annotated books and dictionary. Words he circled include gravid, abulia and valgus. [Ransom Center] ● Precious' Gabourey Sidibe will appear in the Showtime series The Big C, which stars Laura Linney as a woman with cancer. [E!]

Last night, Gabourey Sidibe lost the Oscar for Best Actress to Sandra Bullock for her work in Miss Congeniality 3: When Orphans Strike. And although Sidibe's name was clearly etched all over that $500 gold man, losing the Oscar for Best Actress is actually the best thing that could've happened to Sidibe. Her post-Precious prospects were always tenuous. Such territory tends to be so for any niche performer after Oscar season blows over and all we're left with is the agonizing interim during which these sort of movies are chucked out to fill up studio coffers gone empty from a half-year of Oscar campaigning. Hollywood has imagined and reveled in someone like Sidibe in a critical context. But now they have to imagine her in a commercial context--the type which governs the box office nine or so months out of the year.

When Sunday rolls around, you'll likely find yourself face-down in a tray of seven layer dip, sangria pooling across the linoleum, with unattended Oscar Bingo cards being used to wipe up that mess. That's because three hours these days is two hours too many for us to idly sit through any kind of Hollywood reach-around. But I'm not here to talk about coping mechanisms! I'm here to talk some more about the race card! It's not a secret that the Academy Awards have a problem recognizing performers of color--but one can't think the way they front-loaded the Supporting Actress category this year is their version of Affirmative Action: A too-late stab at course correction for a recent history of tokens in the Best Actress category. We should narrow our scope to Hollywood's women, because it's also no secret that the quality of roles for women generally suck more and further to nominees of the aughts because it's the first era in our collective consciousness where we've become uncomfortably obsessed with political correctness (see Crash's unlikely upset.)

● Tiger Woods is about to ruin the news cycle: a public apology could come as early as this week, with a golf comeback to follow. Is there a book of the Bible called Redemption? Now there is. [TMZ/Mediaite] ● Men should date older women -- it's science and it's math. And cougars, bro. [OK Cupid] ● Lil Wayne claims that the pervasive smell of weed and tables covered in junk food will help him sell his $2.8 million Miami condo. It's like installation art, really. [New Times]

● Oscar nominee Anna Kendrick may bring Adam Lambert to the Oscars, to class up the joint. [Movieline] ● An intrepid reporters has a rendezvous with Nevada’s only prosti-dude. Must read. [NYPost] ● Gabourey Sidibe continues her charm offensive, in this morning’s interview about her Oscar nomination. [Jezebel] ● Find out if your city likes Gaga and Radiohead more or less than other cities around the world. [My City vs. Your City]

Every year the Oscars try their damnedest to tap the pulse of American moviegoers and every year they cock it up. Some years ago, Crash won Best Picture and we head-desked until the only thing left on our necks was bloody pulp. Renée Zellweger won one of those gold statuettes for talking in a southern drawl in Cold Mountain and we asked the universe what we had done to have such mediocrity rewarded. Sometimes the Oscars do nice things do, too. Like tossing a win to David Lynch's Mulholland Drive for Best Director or giving a nod to Babel's Rinko Kikuchi. If the Grammys' fault lies in trying too hard to appeal to Joe Plumber, the Oscars' fault may lie in trying too hard to appeal to Joe Plumber's gender-queer niece who's hopping beds around Vassar. So it's a cause for celebration that this morning, when the 2010 Oscar nominees were announced, more than snubs, there were some real gems on the list. Nine of the very best, after the break