At the movie theatre yesterday, I saw this poster for She's Out of My League. After a brief "hurrah!" for Jay Baruchel in a starring role (it's about time he got his own 40 Year-Old Virigin/Knocked Up broadsheet), I thought, "Wait, is Jay Baruchel a five?"

Alright, he's gangly, his voice can be quite nasal, and he still looks ridiculously young for his years. But is there nothing to be said for his dorky almost total foxiness (he could do with a couple of sandwiches) and crack comic timing? 

I'm guessing that a five would designate someone as perfectly average looking. Maybe I need someone to explain the scale to me because "average" doesn't seem to cut it with this one. On the other hand, the movie appears to be the epitome of my mom's favourite saying, "There's no accounting for taste." That, and "use your head for more than a hat rack."

I love Tomato Nation for a variety of reasons (the Vine, movie reviews, true crime novel obsession), but I mostly just love it for the writing. Sars (a.k.a. Sarah D. Bunting) has this great no bullshit attitude that's witty and honest and sometimes quite moving. She's a feminist, a couch potato, and a pop culture junkie, which makes her my kind of people. More importantly, she and other fantastic peeps (many from her Television Without Pity days, and did I mention she co-founded that site, too?) are tackling The Crushed Film Festival. What are they writing about? The shitty movies they watch just to see a favourite hottie. Aw, who hasn't been there?