So, to recap, Anna Paquin plays a teenager (which is so crazy; this woman is going to be thirty and she still shows no signs of aging) who accidentally helps cause a bus accident that kills a pedestrian. Mark Ruffalo is the equally-young-looking bus driver who has a family to support, Matt Damon (who looks about twelve in this flick – when the hell was this actually filmed, 1999?) is a teacher who hooks up with Anna’s character, and Ferris Bueller makes a cameo appearance where he reads poetry a la ‘Margaret.’

If you can get past the inappropriate-because-a-woman-is-dead coming-of-age music halfway through the trailer and put yourself in the place of the characters instead of watching it through a third party’s eyes, this movie could be really interesting. Not, you know, interesting enough to see in a theater, but interesting enough to stick in your Netflix queue after you’ve had two glasses of wine and you’re through watching the second season of Dexter or whatever.

You know who’s got some serious old-Hollywood class? Anne Hathaway. Seriously. She keeps her private life private, her love life under wraps for the most part, and her lovely ladybits covered up.

Here, she’s photographed with her boyfriend (who I actually forgot existed, this girl is so good) Adam Shulman, yachting it up on a, well, yacht.

Love the suit, Anne, love the tenderness of the kiss, and love the fact that though you’re a wicked talented actress, your business is your business. You’re a class act, girl.

One of my favorite things is when celebrities wear things that I could make myself.  Not to be cocky or anything, I’m definitely not a master seamstress, but whatever little Anna Paquin is trying to rock here? Yeah, I could probably whip that up.

I think it’s not even that I could make it, it’s that I would love to make it. But not in a serious way, in a “wouldn’t it be hilarious if I made a black dress, but made the torso part sheer and decorated it with some pipe cleaners?” way.  Isn’t that what it looks like the purple business is though, pipe cleaners? It’s like Anna’s designer raided the craft closet from my old bible school and tried to use the materials to make an appropriate dress. And I don’t think that’s ok.

You can check out some additional angles in the gallery below – but for real, doesn’t this dress look ridiculously cheap and tacky and craftastic?  Do you think that if you got close enough you could see a bit of dried hot glue sticking out under the pipe cleaner?

True Blood co-stars Anna Paquin and Stephen Moyer tied the knot in Malibu yesterday. The bride wore a simple halterneck gown with Neil Lane jewels, and the groom wore a traditional dark suit. A source spoke to People and gave a generic “I was at their wedding”-type quote, “It was a beautiful evening to get married and the sunset was gorgeous. Anna and Stephen seemed very excited to celebrate their wedding day with their families and close friends.”

Isn’t that just great for them! Maybe their vampire love will inspire Kristen and Rob to do the right thing.

I know there’s a lot of people out there who feel strongly — uh, very strongly — about True Blood. I? Am not one of them. It’s not that I hate the show; it’s just that I’ve never seen it. I’m not a big vampire fan (I’ll take Freddy Krueger or ghosts any day), and televised drama series don’t really appeal to me on the whole (with the exception of 24, and we all know how that one panned out). But with the world’s current obsession with all-things-vampire, I can see how the show itself would be a bit hit.

With that in mind …

The stars of True Blood – Anna Paquin, Alexander Skarsgaard, and Stephen Moyer, namely, were photographed for cover of the notable magazine’s September issue naked, covered in blood and pushing their pale, undead genitals upon one another.  I talked to a friend of mine who’s super obsessed with the show (and with Anna Paquin) about the magazine cover, and she’s probably rubbing one out as we speak, based on how excited she was when we discussed it.

Are you like my friend?  Do you love it? Hate it? Do you even watch the show?

Remember Anna Paquin’s piece for that “Give a Damn” LGBT awareness thing? Turns out it was legit. Not that I expected it not to be, but I guess a lot of people were giving her flak because they thought that her bisexuality was a fumbling grope for attention, so she spoke out recently to correct those dumb-assed haters:

“I’m not someone who endlessly talks about her personal life for no reason but obviously, as someone who identifies as bisexual, those are issues I really care about — and frankly, I don’t see why everyone doesn’t care about them,” she told Zap2it. “So when I was asked to participate in that PSA, it was just obvious. ‘Well, of course I will’.”

And really, in this day and age, why is this such a big deal? She’s a chick who likes dudes … and chicks. Is there something so wrong with that? I certainly don’t think so. And clearly, there’s a lot of other people in today’s society that doesn’t think so, either. But always, there’s going to be few rotten, worm-infested apples with that brown, smushy stuff under the skin that always ruin the barrel and turn everything else to funk. And you guys? Get over yourselves, for real.

I love me some Anna Paquin, and I don’t give a flaming, flying crap-sack of blue monkeys if she’s into fucking blue monkeys, men, women or Wall Street execs, which is probably the worst of all evils.