As embodied above, let’s all pause to remember the good times with Lindsay Lohan. The, umm… more innocent times? Well, sort of, actually. In news that comes as a shock to only… well, no one, Lohan was arrested on suspicion of driving under the influence after her 2005 Mercedes SL-65 (how’s that for a product plug?) convertible struck a curb and crashed on Sunset Blvd. at 5:30 a.m. She was subsequently released from custody because she was admitted to the hospital, police said. The rub is that investigators also found what they suspect is cocaine at the scene; they declined to say where the drug was found other than to say Lohan was not carrying it. (Two other passengers were with her at the time of the crash.)

On a personal level, I’m mainly really irritated because this ruined by planned July 2 post for Lohan’s 21st birthday, which was to be an open letter to her explaining all about alcohol, and what she could expect from her first libation. Confirmation of what deep down many already knew (that Lohan was into some harder stuff) takes the edge off of such dry, beautifully crafted sarcasm.

In other Lohan news, I previously touched on the in-character video blog that’s serving as the first wave of Sony’s promotional push for its July release, I Know Who Killed Me, and as of right now the site is still active. I was talking with a friend recently about someone who worked on the project, and his sense was one of a movie in some tonal trouble. He reported that the film’s first cut was well over three hours, and while a first-pass “assembly cut” of significantly longer length isn’t atypical, it does seem curiously long for a genre film of this sort. I also gleaned a very interesting plot detail that I’ll look to re-confirm and post again on next week.