We chatted up some advertising executives from NYC, who refuse to watch TV because the commercials remind them of work. So it’s only movies, and TV shows on pay cable–and they just got their hands on some bootleg copies of the British Queer As Folk (where have they been?), which they are currently devouring. We love, love, love Charlie Hunnam so much, we want to put him on a popsickle stick and lick him until he turns out tongues funny colors. He was great in Nicholas Nickelby and Cold Mountain, and a Queerty reader emailed us praising his performance in em>Hooligans, but we never saw that movie as we couldn’t handle watching Elijah Wood roughing it up in a fight club. Please.