Abrams' Law states that J.J. Abrams must be working on a high-concept sci-fi project at all times, even it's been a little while since the fanboy auteur really wowed anyone with any of his original ideas. That said, NBC has just picked up a new pilot from the Star Trek director called Revolution, which is in development for a fall premiere. Though details are sparse, the show will follow "a group of characters struggling to survive and reunite with loved ones in a world where all forms of energy have mysteriously ceased to exist.” We've been overdue for a Lana del Rey documentary, it's true. (dies a thousand tiny deaths)

In summers filled with sequels, prequels, squeakuels, and shriekuels, all original big-budget fare gets placed under a microscope. This year, that honor fell to J.J. Abrams' mysterious Spielberg throwback Super 8. Both Hollywood pundits and execs watched the movie closely, because, the theory went, its box-office performance would either embolden more greenlights for original fare in a marketplace increasingly dependent on built-in audience awareness -- or snuff them out. So what does it mean for the future of blockbuster movies that dare to do something different that Super 8 grossed a rather ambiguous $38 million on its first weekend?

I'm going to take responsibility for my actions, but I'm also going to bitch. First, a concession: Not watching Lost from the beginning was the biggest mistake of my television watching career (just ahead of not being born soon enough to understand Twin Peaks during its original run). I could have at least paced myself, starting to plow through the DVDs during the 4th season or so, and been ready in plenty of time for last night's final season premiere. Instead, I waited until Friday night to watch my first episode of Lost. I've seen 12 more in the days since, meaning I am 90 episodes -- about 4,050 hours -- behind. And it's ruining my internet life.

Last night, after hundreds of cell phones were slipped into envelopes and people made their way into an AMC theater in Manhattan, a star was born. It was there that director J.J. Abrams debuted four exclusive scenes of his upcoming Star Trek reboot, and it was there, in those four scenes, that Chris Pine -- filling in for William Shatner as a young Captain Kirk -- showed that this is his film, and it'll be his franchise. Sorry George Lucas, but you cast the wrong dude in your Star Wars prequels.

J.J. Abrams, creator of "Lost", birth mother of "Felicity", is producing a new film adaptation of a Fifth Avenue apartment. The man knows no bounds. The film will be based on an article from the NY Times about the upper 5th Ave apartment, which was designed to feature Rube Goldberg-esque contraptions and mazes. The apartment, conceived by architectural wunderkind Eric Clough (“the sort of person who has a brainstorm on a daily basis”), features riddles and puzzles that are all part of a larger story meant to be solved by its inhabitants. He even got Jonathan Safran Foer to contribute to the apartment’s story. It’s all very Lemony Snickety, if you ask us. The last film Abrams produced was about a giant beast destroying Manhattan. Here he tackles an even bigger New York City nightmare: real estate.