As my pal Josh Rich reported earlier today, The Haunting in Connecticut made a decent amount of money this weekend, racking up $23 million. Well, good for it. I have nothing against this movie per se — sorry, I haven’t seen it — but I was hoping that perhaps after its opening weekend, I wouldn’t have to look at that kid barfing up gawd knows what on those gawd-awful posters anymore. (Thanks to EW intern Aly Semigran who snapped this shot on Friday afternoon.) But now that the flick has made some dough, I fear the damn ads are gonna linger for a while. I guess I’ll have to take a different route to the subway each morning because on a certain stretch of 14th Street here in Manhattan, there is an entire block plastered with shot after shot of that poor kid and that amorphous creepy thing coming out of his mouth. If the visual assault must continue, I guess I kind of want to know what, exactly, is being vomited? Is it a ghost? A tree? Huh? Can any of you tell me?
It’s got to be one of the dozen most famous, iconic,carved-into-Hollywood-history catch phrases the movies have ever givenus, a line to quote right along with "I coulda been a contender," "Youtalkin’ to me?" and "Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn!" Yet backin 1987, just after the stock market had toppled, when Gordon Gekkoannounced to the world that "Greed…is good," it had the super-intense,camera-flash zing of topicality: a cheerleader mantra for a go-godecade that would also serve as its epitaph. So when I went back,recently, to watch Oliver Stone’s Wall Street again, wonderingif the movie, with its addictive celebration of money fever built rightinto its hurtling information-age rhythms, would have anything to sayto us as we try to recover from our own age of go-go delusion, I was curious as to whether Gekko’s mythic words would now sound trapped in the bubblewrap of time.
Happy Earth Hour 2009! You know what’s funny? I had no idea there was an Earth Hour 2009. Sorry. Guess I’m not very eco-conscious. Don’t judge me — I do buy recycled paper towels and toilet paper! That has to count for something. But it made me feel a tad better when I checked the official website and discovered that Earth Hour only began in 2007. To summarize, in case you’re Earth Hour ignorant like me, it’s an initiative to get everyone in the world to shut off their lights from 8:30-9:30 p.m. today in a stance against global warming. Here’s hoping you don’t have anything important to do during that chunk of time, like reading or performing surgery. The organizers are hoping that 1 billion people participate this year, which seems astonishing. Apparently, the lights at the Sphinx and the Great Pyramids of Giza will even be switching off for the big event. Which begs the question: "Why do the Sphinx and the Great Pyramids of Giza have lights?" 
Well PopWatchers, another week has come and gone. In the interest of fairness (and not having an Enter the Fray with a 8/10 American Idol ratio), this week’s Idol reaction posts will count as one EtF entry — that means only half the top stories are Idol-related (instead of, you know…most). This is my first season watching, and I finally understand why people talk about it so much: I never realized I’d become so emotionally invested in a show I fast forward through most of (I can’t handle the Seacrest banter; it’s performance, critique, repeat for me). Now that I’ve entered into the world of Idol mania, let’s Enter the Fray:
Goodness gracious, the turnaround time from buildup to backlash has become practically nonexistent now that last week’s hot dish is being treated like this week’s table scraps. That’s right, ladies, according to the arbiters of doability over at the Boston Phoenix, Twilight hunk 
When 50 Cent suddenly starts sounding like Edgar Allan Poe, something stinks in Twitterland. One couldn’t help but wonder about the odd juxtaposition of recent posts on the rapper’s official page, which ranged from the fairly straightforward 
