While us unworthy regular people do such silly things as scrape together cash for our monthly rents (or trick their friends into doing so) and otherwise teeter towards homelessness, even the most unfortunate celebrities don't have to consider such a cruel fate. This isn't to say that when the housing market went tits-up, the sun continued shining over celebrity enclaves. Because, as we learn after the break -- for every posh manse, there's a senseless eviction. And of course, heated floors.

When Little Miss Sunshine rode festival buzz and strong word-of-mouth all the way to surprising box-office and a Best Picture nomination, it became "The Little Movie That Could," a charming feel-good tale with enough heart and originality enter the national zeitgeist. Last year, that movie was Juno, and this year, the honor undoubtedly goes to Slumdog Millionaire.

Looking like a mutt among prissy Oscar-groomed purebreds, Slumdog Millionaire has been a breath of fresh air for those who’ve already tired of predicable epic award-baiting pastiches (I'm looking at you, Seven Pounds). And while helmer Danny Boyle and his razor-sharp direction is mostly responsible for the flick's widespread appeal, similarly winsome are the newcomers whose understated performances keep the storyline brisk and smart. Freida Pinto's performance as damsel-in-distress has helped the former model make that tenuous leap into acting. Here she sounds off on Slumdog's success, the fickle nature of destiny and a yen to star opposite Johnny Depp someday.

Those who've had a chance to see Slumdog Millionaire must have been wtf'ing all over the place after it was just inexplicably slapped with an R rating by the MPAA. The movie, which won the audience award at TIFF, is a whimiscal, if at times disturbing, modern fairy tale set mostly in the tidal wave of humanity that is the slums of Mumbai, India. To be sure, there's some disturbing imagery spattered throughout the movie, but at heart it's a fairly innocent fable of love and destiny, propelled forward by it's protagonist appearing on the Indian version of Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? And yet, the Joker slamming someone's neck into a pencil warrants a PG-13. I spoke to the director Danny Boyle (Trainspotting, 28 days Later), and he's more disappointed I am.