Life looks to be going great guns for Anne Hathaway - so good she can't help but flash that great big smile that's so distinctly hers, everywhere she goes. I guess I can understand her happiness. She's got her new husband, the biggest movie of the year, a thriving career, fame and fortune, on and on. It would be weird if she weren't grinning from ear to ear. All of us wallowing down in the doldrums can at least take comfort in the fact that the old Anne we all know and love is gradually coming back into focus. All that starvation and brutal hair-cutting sure did a number on her, but now that LES MISERABLES is in the can and there no need to squeeze into a catsuit, things can return to some semblance of normality. At least, until she gets preggers. Then a whole new round of "Anne looks jacked" lamentations will commence. But at least we'll get some mommy bewbs out of that deal. Looking forward to that.