The latest trilogy gossip has nothing to do with "Star Wars," but rather Helen Fielding's Bridget Jones series, which is about to get its third installment. So far no details are known, but since last time the heroine went all the way to Thailand, we have to assume that outer space is within the realm of possibility? Fielding does say that she will explore “a different phase in Bridget’s life." If that doesn't say "lunar colony," I don't know what does.
Fifty shades of awkward: hearing ancient televangelist Pat Robertson musing over the bestselling E.L. James trilogy on the Christian Broadcasting Network. Something about the way he asks the anchorwoman, "You're a sweet Christian girl ... do you see anything in porn that attracts you?" seems way dirtier than anything Christian ever says to Ana.
The big news over the weekend was Daniel Craig insisting that James Bond had never been -- nor would be -- a homosexual. I don't see what the fuss is about: Craig correctly observes that Bond simply doesn't (historically) swing that way. It reminds me of when everyone speculated as to whether Merida in "Brave" could be gay. Perhaps in both cases, it's really just none of our business.
Philip Roth has declared that he's written his last novel. It turns out that his 2010 offering, Nemesis, is to be the final chapter of a prolific career that began in 1960 with the National Book Award-winning Goodbye, Columbus. Instead of being sad, we should be happy for him -- if any author has earned the right to take it easy for a while and enjoy life in first person, it's this one.