Defamer's Week in Review: Christian soldiered onward, Bikini Girl strode outward, Jude posed dragward, and Miley mugged slantward. Remember the good times after the jump, and have a great weekend!

· How do you like your Christian Bale Meltdown of the Century: Straight, or with a few delicious mixers?
· Oh, and one more fun fact to add to your pocket guide to Bale-provoking cinematographer Shane Hurlbut: He's a light-tweaking douche.
· Between the movie spots, the porn, and Bruce Springsteen's crotch, America got its fill of Super Bowl XLIII.
· Ben Lyons's umbrella wasn't quite big enough to keep Benjamin Button dry during an unseasonably harsh hate storm.
· Entering the stretch run, Mickey Rourke's Oscar campaign continued its usual one-step-forward, two-steps-back pace.
· Which was still better than Miley Cyrus, who perfected her own zero-steps-forward, two-steps-back awards-season technique.
· Neither Isla Fisher nor Bikini Girl could catch a break.
· We'd dispatch million-dollar mall cop Paul Blart to resolve this Push squabble between Lionsgate and the Weinsteins, but now we're not so sure we can trust him either.
· Just when we thought all hope was lost, Jude Law came along and dazzled us in drag. We owe him one.
· Vivica A. Fox sure was some fairweather Psychic Friend.

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