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… You’re going to get to see a couple of big names, which allows me to reveal a couple of lesser-known names that should be known,” says Collett. “There’s incredible talent among writers in this country and they truly are the bottom rung in the art world.” (At this, Collett’s told he preaches to the choir; he laughs in turn.) “It’s pretty enriching to see a poet read not in front of a stuffy audience, but in front of people who aren’t even there for them, but really get turned on by it. That’s what really interests me in exploring this thing further.”
Music geeks can expect the odd impromptu jam session to break out, however. Collett notes such instances “expose what we do when nobody’s looking, the moments musicians are privy to in the privacy of a rehearsal space where we discover a hook or a harmony” which can often lead to albums.
Moreover, it’s an opportunity to sniff the guts of the burgeoning enclave of artists around Ossington and Dundas, a neighbourhood Collett and his family have called home for some six years since its bygone days of “a seedy strip bar, doughnut shop, and some drug exchange.”

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But let the Americans have it. There is no glory here. Comedies should be unafraid and without sentiment. Still, an anti-family Christmas story that asks its audience to hold a smirk for 90 minutes is probably going to far.
The film, a mockumentary that’s heavy on the mock, is the story of Gord and Nancy Cooper and their extended, entirely unattractive family. Gord (Jones) is a Homer Simpson blowhard who can only have sex with department-store mannequins. Nance (Bee) is a housewife mired in the bad-hair 1980s. She’s also four months pregnant. How’d that happen? The most likely sperm donor is Gord’s brother, Tim (Peter Keleghan), a travel agent who always goes too far.
And that’s not the film’s only bit of inter-familial sexual intrigue. The Coopers’ boy, 11-year-old Teddy, a budding Larry Flynt, throws dollar bills at his teenage stripper cousin Heather.

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Det. Sgt. McIntyre said officers seized quantities of several types of drugs, including $51,500 worth of crack cocaine, $5,500 worth of ecstasy and $25,000 worth of marijuana. Small amounts of speed, hashish and ketamine were also seized.
“This project really did get a whole range of different level dealers,” said Det. Sgt. McIntyre. “We got the addict on the corner who was selling a drug to support his own habit, but … we worked our way up to get some pretty substantial dealers.”
He said the arrests included an employee at an appliance store who was dealing for extra money, as well as a shopkeeper at a Kensington record store, as well as the resident of a retirement home.
Project Sunshine began on Oct. 13, 2009 in response to community complaints.
“In many of these areas the sale and use of illicit drugs has a direct relationship with levels of prostitution, robberies, assaults, break and enters and other offences,” said Det. Sgt. Kelly.

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November 26, 2009 | 3:29 pm | Fraser Abe
Christian Louboutin calls his customers ‘sluttish,’ Demi Moore denies Photoshop work, Toronto toy company takes on Barbie
• Christian Louboutin, the man who made six-inch heels the norm, describes his shoes as tarty, saying women sometimes buy them to feel more “sluttish.” These customers include prostitutes, who the designer says wear his shoes because they’re “super-chic.” When that inevitable Pretty Woman remake is shot, Louboutin would be the perfect candidate to supply those “super-chic” thigh-high vinyl boots Julia Roberts wore. [The Times]
• Kate Moss is at it again. This time, the British model is being chastised for admitting that she tells herself that “nothing tastes as good as skinny feels,” a mantra frequently touted on pro–eating disorder Web sites. Sure, it was an incredibly stupid thing to say, but cut her some slack. She’s a well-documented cocaine user who used to date Pete Doherty. Clearly, her judgment wasn’t too sound to begin with. [BBC]

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To the side of the convention hall is The Dungeon, where women in thongs are tied onto elaborate contraptions and brought to orgasm through complicated and I daresay dangerous means. Just outside, Lady Victoria demonstrates a vacuum-sealed, sensation-heightening bed, though the demonstration goes awry when the test subject begins yelping and wriggling with panic for release. I’m not so sure that having an orgasm is worth this much effort.
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I used to wonder how the rather simple act of putting one’s penis into a partner’s vagina could sustain and justify an entire convention. Now I realize that the Sex Show is more about contrasting attitudes than a mere physical act. Serious seminars on a plethora of sex-related topics are held in makeshift auditoriums on the sidelines, while the main stage, where the biggest crowds gather, is more like sex vaudeville, where beefcake strippers alternate with amateur pole-dancers and professional acrobats.

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And you really can’t go wrong with a movie about religion and teenage sex. Martel’s The Holy Girl centers on a catholic schoolgirl who has a “run-in” with a doctor in town for a conference. Meanwhile, the same doctor is getting friendly with her mom. Meanwhile, his wife and children are planning to come up for a visit.
I thought Martel’s films were slow-moving and cryptic – until I watched Lisandro Alonso’s Los Muertos. This is the only film I was able to get my hands on from the Ride Lonesome retrospective (Liverpool is the most recent in that set).
In Los Muertos, the protagonist is a newly released convict who seems to be rehabilitated. At first, we follow him along on his quiet journey home, as he picks up food, gifts and, ok, stops to visit a prostitute. But as he ventures further into the jungle, closer to where he came from, his actions become increasingly unpredictable and we start to wonder about his background story.

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A convicted pimp and child abuser is being hunted by Toronto Police after breaching his conditions of release.

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Toronto Police are searching for Mark Anthony Burton, 41, after he violated the conditions of his release. Burton has a violent past, including child sex abuse charges and pimping. (Toronto Police photo)

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Yesterday, the Telegraph reported that the tribunal also heard Lowe admitted to asking Wimmer to a Paris strip club, where he ordered a lap dance.

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The Aisle Seat’s review will appear on Friday (like it matters, this sucker’s gonna be so huge, it pretty much re-defines the term “critic proof”), but until then, I figured it might be fun to check out some other vampire flicks on DVD. 
Just remember, Robert Pattinson faithful –– vampires, in most pieces of fiction, are meant to be SCARY.  Don’t expect too many fang-bearers in the six pack listed below to discuss their feelings.
We’ll call this list the     Six Great Vampire Flicks You Can Rent If New Moon Is Sold Out. 
Sure, Béla Lugosi’s Dracula is a given, but let’s see if we can crack open the archives a little deeper.
1. From Dusk till Dawn (1996). 
George Clooney, Harvey Keitel and Quentin Tarantino (who, as an actor, is a darn fine director) star in this blood-soaked action pic about some fugitive bank robbers who hide out in a seedy Mexican strip club, only to discover that everyone in the joint is a vampire. 

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