Just came back from the gym. Hayley f-cking destroyed us today. And it’s not like I went into it blind. The Toronto International Film Festival is 3 weeks away. 10 days of total debauchery. Which is why she always gets medieval with my ass before sending me off. Some trainers are in your heads only when you’re in front of them. Full Story

Last night in London at the Empire Awards, Viggo Mortensen was honoured with the Empire Icon Award. I know you’re out there. I know there is a strong minority of you who want more Viggo. Could you wake up to Viggo? It would scare me, I think, to wake up to Viggo. But as you can see, Viggo clearly doesn’t care about graying. Full Story

Don’t know who he’s with. But her outfit is kinda badass. And – please forgive me if it’s a relative – together they look like hot dirty sex. Don’t let it be a relative! It’s so rare to see him… like months and months between sightings…and he’s not a carpet staple of course…and no one cares about him because he doesn’t sell so I could only find two pics but whatever. Full Story

At the box office and on television, the young man quiveration factor came from the UK… Am aware James McAvoy is Scottish. But I liked the title…forgive me please? He’s from Scotland! He’s Scottish! And this summer, for a couple of weeks, his Wanted launched him up several notches – a star who can do the small, arty films as well as carry an action movie. Full Story

Jim Sturgess last night on carpet for the TIFF premiere of his film Fifty Dead Men Walking – thanks to Tony W for the photos. Also attached – Jim outside the Intercontinental after his junket. My colleague Zain was selected to interview him in our eTalk Lounge. I did not want to speak to Laura for a long time when I found out she’d deemed me not worthy. Full Story

While in Toronto, the IT Lounge hosted almost every celebrity in town, giving away items that one lucky LaineyGossip.com reader has a chance to enjoy. Have you entered the contest yet? Click here for more information. The deadline is tomorrow. Full Story

Am sitting in the eTalk Lounge at the Intercon right now. Every woman that is in the building on our team has somehow found a reason to be here. Including me. Because Jim Sturgess just came in to be interviewed. When he walked in we tripped over each other to greet him. Anna beat us all out and showed him around our freebie shelves, offering him sweets, food, clothes, sunglasses, until he finally accepted a beer. Full Story

Full line up has now been announced for the Toronto International Film Festival. Bright stars and the potential for very, very, very juicy smut. The list of high profile expected attendees is below but right off the top – Shelfy Jessica Biel will be there! Shelf Ass trying to assert herself in a great sea of real actors – needless to say, she’s begging, BEGGING the Pip to join her for some play. Full Story

Am not evolved enough to understand the apparent loin-inflammation that has been resulting from Mario Lopez’s Broadway debut in A Chorus Line. So he can dance. But does he have to flame dance? This is ignorant, I know. And I wish I could be like Sarah Jessica Parker. I wish I could see a dandy up on stage and go ahead and marry it. Full Story

Have you seen Across the Universe yet? If not, maybe you won’t get it. And if The Other Boleyn Girl is your only introduction to Jim Sturgess, you really do have to give him another chance. They hung him out to dry in that movie, although chances are you haven’t seen it. Because no one is seeing it. Full Story

The role of George Boleyn in The Other Boleyn Girl movie is played by my lover Jim Sturgess. You’ve seen Across the Universe, right? Jim showed up at the London premiere last night and was identified by photo agencies as a “guest”. In other words, they didn’t know him by name. Full Story

If you’ve seen Across the Universe, you need no introduction. If not, you must. And then you’ll need no explanation. Jim Sturgess will ROCK YOUR LOINS. And you will want him to sing to you, and to kiss you in the middle of a smoky, crowded pool hall with both hands on either side of your face, smelling of beer and man musk and cigarettes before taking you by the hand running out the door as Lucy in the Sky builds to a throbbing crescendo in the background and a floating fountain materialises out of nowhere as you both splash around with abandon underneath a ceiling of exploding fireworks… Le sigh. Full Story