In the past few weeks there’s been some low-level buzz (i.e. probably lies) that Ang will be following in the footsteps of Michelle Pfeiffer and Halle Berry by slipping into Catwoman’s skin-tight rubbers for the next Batman movie. Personally, I think it’s a grand idea – ever since the old Billy Bob Thornton “vials of blood” days, I’ve been scared shitless of her. That’s not to say that I wouldn’t like to grease her up and introduce her to my better half, but I don’t think I’d actually relax during coitus itself for fear that she’d jam an egg-beater up my nought or eat my head off after she’s had her 9 or 10 orgasms (that’s me playing it safe, ladies). Guess that makes her a pretty good candidate for Catwoman then!

In any event, tabloid gossip has escalated into what seems to be partially-substantiated rumour: Angie has been chatting with her mate Tera Patrick about how best to tackle the role. If I had a vagina to drip from, I’d be holding back a tsunami right now. Apparently Tera has some good ideas of her own, but let’s get one thing straight, shall we? An Oscar-winner does not need tips in method from a pornstar, however revolutionary or original she may be. Unless…fuck, I’m not going to feed you the obvious sequitur here. But I’m really looking forward to an R-rated, S & M and rubber-fetish adult extravaganza in the next installment. Particularly the bit where Catwoman lets a bunch of randy bodybuilders slip all kinds of gobby implements into her, um, pussy. Blockbuster porn: the undiscovered country! And the salami’s salvation. Bring it on!

Postscript: incidentally, I heard on the radio this morning that Billy Bob Thornton will be taking on the role of Freddy Krueger in the next Nightmare on Elm Street flick. Haha. And Freddy Krueger will return the favour in the upcoming Billy Bob Thornton biopic. Scary!