Guess who's officially lost it? Johnny Depp! Add him to the list of celebs who've gotten progressively banana salad over the years, which is currently dominated by Miss Tyra Banks. It seems that in order to get into character for his role as the Mad Hatter in the forthcoming Tim Burton adaptation of Alice in Wonderland, dude ate his hat. That's right, ate it.

If you didn't already know, I'm sure some of you probably suspected that I am one of a--probably growing--population of people whowould pay 20 bucks at a theater on a Saturday night to watch Johnny Depp, even if it was just film of the man sitting in a chair for 90 minutes and reading from the phone book. He could even read from the lawyer section of the yellow pages and I'd be there happily forking over a Jackson for the pleasure. So, great news for the likes of me: It looks like Depp has signed on to play the Mad Hatter in Timothy Burton's upcoming Alice in Wonderland.

Peanut butter and chocolate. Smoking jackets and elderly playboys. Tim Burton and Johnny Depp. What do these pairs have in common? Each half goes so well and so often with its companion that their combination seems not only natural, but expected. Add the pairing of "vampires and soap operas" to that list as Depp and Burton team up once again, this time to bring Dark Shadows to the big screen, according to a report at IESB.

Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Tim who escaped the banality of his ordinary suburban existence in Burbank, California by conjuring up dark and fantastic visions in his own mind, visions that he brought to life with pen and paper or stop-motion short films. As a grown-up, Tim briefly brought his significant artistic talent to the Walt Disney company, but the bright and happy Mouse House proved an ill-match, so he struck out on his own, parlaying the success of his well-received short Frankenweenie into a feature directing assignment, 1985's Pee-wee's Big Adventure. The surprise success of that oddball comedy led to more gigs: among them, Beetlejuice, Batman and Edward Scissorhands, all successful and all distinct examples of a specific artistic vision. More importantly, his films connected with a very particular audience of outsiders and misfits -- viewers who felt marginalized by both the film industry and society at large. Here, at last, was a mainstream filmmaker who empathized with their plight and celebrated their oddity. He made it okay to be different, whether you were an overgrown man-child, a ghost, a traumatized man who dresses up in a rubber batsuit or a warm-hearted, pale-faced guy with scissors for hands.

Any chance she hails from the Iron Islands?

Always wanted to plant one on Angelina Jolie? Have dreams of sucking face with Leonardo DiCaprio? If you the opportunity ever arises, you may want to pass and let your wildest dreams stay just that. In Touch Weekly got the skinny on making out with a number of celebs from their co-stars, and if these actors are to be believed, not a single one was a pleasant experience. (In Touch tells you to pick up a copy of their newest mag on newsstands to read the full listing, but fear not dear readers, Defamer has them all in gory detail.)

Johnny Depp goes gonzo, Richard Gere sees double and rockers become fathers in this week's round-up of indie offerings.