Show me the money! He’s just not that into you. You can’t handle the truth! For most people, these are cinema’s potent quotables. But I prefer the underdog sloganeers, like Kim Basinger in 8 Mile, who says to a belligerent Marshall Mathers, “What are you doing with your life that’s so great?” Or that hooker in Fargo, who insists to Frances McDormand’s pregnant cop, “He was kinda funny lookin’.” This year, there were so many amazing movie catchphrases. But never mind the obvious choices, because frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.

Apparently, people really wanna see this kid's wang. The Huffington Post has posted in quite the huff this preview of Levi Johnston's upcoming Playgirl spread. In a matter of hours, 862 learned, articulate and web-savvy readers have commented on the photo of a 19-year-old aspiring model from Wasilla. Not much is known about the shoot, except that he looks to be showering, or perhaps sweating shirtless in a tiled prison. The New York Post promises 90% full-frontal nudity. Playgirl consultant Daniel Nardicio's Twitter feed said there would be a hockey stick involved. In any case, it's funny that so many people are heading over to news sites to look at a naked man. But this isn't the first time a male celebrity has caused a ruckus by going rogue.

Music star Adam Lambert poses for the most recent cover of Out, along with four other personalities, as part of the Gay 100, the magazine’s annual celebration of icons, activists and mouthpieces. But Lambert’s inclusion has been marred by his record label and management, who, according to editor Aaron Hicklin, insisted that the American Idol runner-up not look “too gay.” Hicklin writes in an open letter to Lambert, “We’re curious whether you know that we made cover offers for you before American Idol was even halfway through its run. Apparently, Out was too gay, even for you. There was the issue of what it would do to your record sales, we were told. Imagine! A gay musician on the cover of a gay magazine. What might the parents think! It’s only because this cover is a group shot that includes a straight woman [Cyndi Lauper] that your team would allow you to be photographed at all.” It’s all eerily reminiscent of 1997, when Ellen DeGeneres came out on her eponymous sitcom.

Tonight on Gossip Girl, three turns out to be the loneliest number when the OM3 between Dan, Vanessa, and Lizzie McGuire turns out to be more complicated than their private parts originally expected. But let’s be honest -- we’ll go for the threesome, but we’re staying for the Gaga. On tonight’s episode, Leighton Meester’s Blair Waldorf continues in vain to impress her NYU classmates, this time by promising them a private Lady Gaga concert. The details of her guest appearance are cloudy at best: she wears a red gown with a 30-foot train. She performs her new single “Bad Romance.” She tells People, “It’s very performance art.”

I saw Paranormal Activity last night and it flat-out molested the frightened child inside me. I used to have this recurring nightmare about Anjelica Huston -- she would stand over my bed, in shadow, smiling at me. It made me wet the bed. It made my mom invest in plastic bedsheets. Watching this movie was like wetting the bed for 90 minutes straight while Anjelica Huston looks down at me, smiling. A shoestring indie starring two unknowns, Paranormal Activity is the story of a young couple who are tormented by a ghost. In an effort to find out more about these "hauntings," boyfriend Micah buys a video camera he uses to record the things that happen in their house while they sleep. Made for $15,000, the film has earned over $100 million since its wide release in mid-October, making it the highest-grossing independent film since The Blair Witch Project. Still, there were five parts I could have done without.

356 days have passed since the release of Twilight, Stephenie Meyer's saga about two gay cowboys searching for love in the Appalachian mountains. Entertainment Weekly has released 49 issues since the film hit theaters, during which time we've added at least three new phrases to our collective lexicon: Twi-hards, Robsessed and OME (Oh my, Edward!). Of those 49 issues, nine have been devoted in some capacity to the franchise's stars: Robert Pattinson, Kristen Stewart and Taylor Lautner. The next installment, New Moon, comes out on November 20 and so, of course, EW has published a "wild, uncensored 3-way interview with the film's stars." And by the excerpt on their site, this one is not to be missed!

I don't go to press junkets anymore. Not because they're beneath me, exactly, but because I hate them so much. Also, because I no longer write for the school paper. When I got into this business after graduating from college, it was for the genuine thrill of speaking at length with interesting and creative people, weird people, smart people, beautiful people, tortured people, shallow people. There's something exhilarating about making a star -- someone for whom answering inane questions is part of the job -- really consider his or her life. That doesn't happen all the time. And it never happens during press days. Between the buffets of fresh fruit and cheese triangles, the various hotel suites through which celebrities traverse from interview to interview, and the surprising majority of writers who want photos taken and papers autographed, there just isn't time. In the past, when I've done 1:1 interviews at these things, publicists keep interrupting as politely as possible with their I'm so sorry expressions and bastardized peace signs that signal a two-minute cut-off. "But, Isabella Rossellini and I were just getting started! But I haven't even finished my cigar with Roberto Cavalli! But Crispin Glover was just getting into the politics of penetrative sex scenes with disabled actors!"

Each year, when department stores prematurely ratchet up their non-denominational wreaths and tinsel for the holidays, critics start hedging Oscar bets, predicting with varying degrees of success the year's top performances. And each year, there is one movie by which I'm completely blind-sided. In recent memory, that list has included Junebug, Frozen River, and Away from Her. This year, despite its hype when the film was cast, A Single Man is that film. Have I been totally oblivious or did it come out of nowhere?

Inside midtown Manhattan’s Bistro Milano, television screens broadcast an Italian soccer game, around which the majority of servers and patrons have crowded to gasp, cheer, and clap in unity. But first-time actress Gabourey Sidibe, oblivious, drowns out the clatter with her frequent snort-punctuated laughter. “My roommate and I love Chipotle. It’s so awesome!” she says, chuckling. “We go around noon, and we’re like, How badass would it be if we got a Corona with our burrito -- we’re such derelicts.” Sidibe’s definition of what makes a derelict couldn’t be further from the abuse she suffers as the title character in Lee Daniel’s Precious. Alongside Mo’Nique as her bilious mother, Sidibe plays a teenager who is twice impregnated by her HIV-positive father. The film, a dark but hopeful story about urban poverty and spiritual endurance, was produced by Oprah Winfrey and Tyler Perry, and will quite possibly garner Oscar nominations for its two leads. Here, the charming and spirited Sidibe explains the magic of being in the same room with Oprah, Mariah and, um, Steve Buscemi. (For more on Sidibe, check out the upcoming December/January issue of BlackBook -- this is just the gossipy stuff.)

Are threesomes the final taboo of network television? The CW sure seems to think so. Yesterday, The Wrap obtained a strongly worded letter from the Parents Television Council, who got all riled up over an upcoming episode of Gossip Girl in which three of the show's characters engage in an OM3. The PTC writes, “Television is profoundly influential in the lives of children, especially when it comes to sexual decision making -- it has even been described by one researcher as a 'sexual super-peer' -- signifying television's power to amplify, many times over, the peer-pressure teens are already feeling to engage in high-risk sexual behaviors." Maybe they're on to something.