It’s comforting to read that New York‘s “Vulture” column shares at least some of my advance loathing for Peter Jackson‘s two Hobbit movies (“So, uh, great — the sequel’s going to be some Silmarillion- inspired filler crap, like all those scenes of Aragorn and Arwen pitching woo at each other, except not written by Jackson? Count us out.”) And also that they’ve picked up on my thought about Juno‘s Oscar chances possibly being affected by the real-life pregnancy of 16 year-old Jamie Lynn Spears and…uhm, Lily Allen.
