My Weekend Crush

I know everyone is all a drool about Eliza Dushku and her varying states of nakedness in “Dollhouse.” Which is only natural because, you know, duh. But I’m rather excited about the return of Olivia Williams. Not that she really went anywhere, especially not for you lucky souls across the big puddle in the U.K. But for us statesiders, the last good long look we got of her was in “Rushmore” and “The Sixth Sense.” And that was way back before the turn of the century. You know, back before YouTube and Facebook and, hell, even AfterEllen. So it’s wonderful to be able to gaze longingly at her endlessly pretty face again. What has always attracted me to Olivia is that she combines a delicate, reserved beauty with a deep, knowing sexuality that for the most part only the English are capable of pulling off successfully. I also love that at age 40 she has not futzed with her face. Those lines around her eyes speak of a world of experiences that the plasticine perfection of youth doesn’t even know exists. Right, where was I again? Welcome back, Olivia. Happy weekend, all.