Groovy Vic has alerted us to a sudden gravitational shift in the vicinity of one Ewan McGregor, who appears to have misplaced his prominent forehead mole on the way to the Venice Film Festival. Upon examination of other photos taken at the festival, we are quite distraught. In fact, we cannot even bear to post any of them, for the absence of the mole, coupled with the Billy-Ray-Cyrus-Meets-Alfalfa hairdo, along with the sunburned skin and slightly botoxed aura . . . sniff.

We’re not sure whether this mole was misplaced due to cosmetic or medical reasons, but Ewan seems to be making some fairly blunt statements lately, both of the verbal and physical variety. He has recently expressed regret for his enduring appearance in those crappy Star Wars prequels. His preference (as is ours) rests with Trainspotting and other such roles. Perhaps the mole was sacrificed to rid himself of the curse of the lightsaber.

Upon learning of Ewan’s molectomy, a most ecstatic Flea paused in his revelry to offer the following: “Funny. Now he looks kind of bland without the mole. It is as if his magic has gone.” Yep, this is all so very Samson and Delilah.

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