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It’s about time Chuck Palahniuk did porn. The author—cult hero to millions—has scribbled his acid ink all over the grotesqueries of contemporary American society. But never has he twisted a tale around the adult entertainment industry. Maybe it just spoke for itself. Well, now that Palahniuk is finally doing porn, he’s not wearing any protection.

In 200 years of internet existence, this is one of the most inspired videos we’ve ever seen. It’s called MUTO: An Ambiguous Animation Painted on Public Walls, and it was done by the artist BLU. The only thing more amazing than the video itself is what it must have taken to make it.

There’s been a poster floating around the net announcing the production of a film called S. Darko. One look at the freak bunny on said poster, and it becomes clear this is some sort of follow-up/desperate cash-grab sequel to the 2001 cult hit Donnie Darko. Yesterday, that film’s director, Richard Kelly, denied any involvement with this project, claiming he no longer owns the rights to the original film and stands to make no money off the sequel.

According to his bio, Joel Stein is desperate for attention, so I’m going to help him out. I just watched a video of Joel interviewing luminaries at Time's fete celebrating the mag’s recent list of the 100 most influential people in the world. There was Joel, on the red carpet, mic in hand, looking coffee-shop cute as he cracked wise and irritated Tyler Perry. When did he get so damn good looking?

The new international trailer for How To Lose Friends and Alienate People begins with Movie Voiceover Guy taunting as that "there’s a world you will never experience, full of parties you will never enjoy, inhabited by people you will never know." Well we have experienced that world (kind of), and we have enjoyed those parties (not really) and we do know those people (we’ve seen them around). Either way, the trailer makes working for a major New York magazine seem like a slapstick comedy, when in fact it feels more like you’re caught in an experimental student film.

When Lykke Li asked the packed crowd at Bowery Ballroom how many of them were in love, we estimate about fifteen people put their hands up, including the couple in front of us (her first, then him). They gazed into each others eyes and kissed as Li reminded them of what they shared. We wanted to smack them. “This song is for everyone who’s not in love,” she announced amid cheers from the dispossessed, us included. Li was the centerpiece to a soiree of Swedish sweeties, her flawless set bookended by Scandinavian songbirds—Anna Ternheim first, and Sarah Assbring last, playing under her nom de plume El Perro Del Mar.

Going On is the best song off the new Gnarls Barkley record and now there’s a video to match. It teems with island charisma, and when it’s over, all you want to do is watch it again.

Eva Mendes baring all for PETA is nothing compared to Eva Mendes baring all for Vogue Italia. Huffington Post has a saucy, tawdry, topless gallery of the We Own The Night star sporting wigs that would make John Waters proud, and little else. Warning: contains toe-sucking.

That crazy sumbitch Oliver Stone is really going through with it, isn’t it? Stone’s George W. Bush biopic W is officially underway and we’ve got the pictures to prove it. Well, Entertainment Weekly’s got ‘em, along with an in-depth article on the controversy swirling around the first ever movie about a sitting president. Have a look at Josh Brolin, (nearly unrecognizable is he) and have a look at Elizabeth Banks, the handsomest faux first couple we ever did see.

We’ve managed to: get seven-minute abs, spend seven minutes in heaven, run a seven-minute half-mile, watch the first seven minutes of countless movies, count to 420, watch one segment of "24," read one page of Being and Nothingness, and write this post. But never did we think that in seven minutes we’d get a complete rundown of the neverending story that is the Democratic race for the Presidential nomination. Never, until now.