Damnit, Zach Braff. Sometimes you really make it difficult to dislike you and, as both a critic and a gossip blogger, it is incumbent upon me to dislike you. It's been handed down by the higher-ups -- it's, like, the fourth commandment. You were, in part, the inspiration for the ubiquitous use of the term hipster douchebag, as well as the reason it's sometimes not cool to love The Shins, even though we love to love The Shins. And yet, try as I might, Mr. Braff, on days like today -- despite The Last Kiss and The Ex, and despite the last season-and-a-half of "Scrubs" -- I can't bring myself to dislike you.