Thinking about going to see Lakeview Terrace this weekend? Let’s play a little game.

Close your eyes. In your head, combine the racial overtones of Crash, the psychotic neighbor conspiracy of Disturbia and add in a good dose of any bad marriage comedy you have ever seen. Do you have it? Then you have just seen Lakeview Terrace, without wasting $10 or two hours of your life.

Welcome to September. Every year, around this time, we are suddenly jolted back to reality after the revelry of summer, with a brand-new pile of books to read, problem sets to finish, papers to stress over, and professors who often forget that human beings require sleep.

I’ll admit it: I don’t know that much about Miley Cyrus.

Who said being green isn’t fun?

After a long silence, punctuated by fans expressing their fears that the often-volatile relationship between band members had finally ended the group for good, The Black Crowes have come back with a vengeance with Warpaint, their first studio album in seven years.

It was never Georgetown alumnus Ted Leonsis’ (COL ’77) intent to make films. But after learning about the events in Nanking, China, he was inspired to tell the story of the horrific massacre perpetrated by the Japanese army against Chinese civilians during World War II.

Everyone loves a good awards show: The dresses, the red carpet, the tear-drenched acceptance speeches. But admit it, three plus hours of watching pretty people open little envelopes can get a little tedious. But turn the show into a concert featuring the biggest hits of the year? And you’ve got the Grammys.

A lot of great romances are centered around death. Titanic wouldn’t have been the same if Leo hadn’t died. Neither would the classic tragedy of Romeo and Juliet. There’s just something about true love surviving even if one of the participants no longer has a pulse. Unfortunately, the new romantic comedy Over Her Dead Body doesn’t have that same effect.

Cartoons aren’t always funny.

Today, if someone says the name “Katie Holmes,” it seems most likely that thoughts of a well-coiffed — and non-speaking — woman shopping in Los Angeles, holding a baby or being led down a red carpet, or Tom Cruise acting like a lunatic on Oprah’s couch, come to mind.