the-inbetween monthly archives for: September 2007

Heading South

Canadian dollar vs US dollar: I’m off to the States for a few days to make use of this. Adios.

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Hulk Promises Violence

I went to see Eastern Promises a few evenings ago (it was good but A History of Violence was better) and the walk to the theatre took me right by the set for The Incredible Hulk. The stretch of Yonge Street between Gerrard and Dundas, a busy area, was closed for evenings and nights for a few days while the film’s final showdown was being filmed in faux-Harlem. You would think that in this day and age of CGI a…

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TIFF: All Hat

I went to see All Hat at the Isabel Bader Theatre on Tuesday. All Hat is a self-described “neo western” involving the horse racing scene in southern Ontario (Fort Erie, to be specific.) It stars Luke Kirby (the big shot Hollywood actor in season one of Slings and Arrows) and Keith Carradine (Wild Bill in Dead Wood) and some other people. The Isabel Bader Theatre is part of the University of Toronto and it’s a decent, if small, place for…

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On Walking Out

Walking out of a movie is like a big capital F capital U to the film maker, especially if the director is in attendance. It says “I spent time and money to be here and I’m not even going to dignify this by sticking through to the end. I’ve seen enough.” Up until yesterday I’ve never walked out on a film. Not in the last two film festivals. Not ever. It’s not that I haven’t seen some real stinkers before…

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Off Screen Action

The action on the weekend wasn’t restricted to the screens of the theatres. I came across this scene on my walk home today. Commentary provided by some local slack-jawed bystander. I have no idea what instigated this but the police swarmed in seconds. Pretty quick response time if you ask me. Later, walking through the scene I notice a considerable pool of blood on the sidewalk. And yes, the cop does kick the dude when he’s stuffed into the backseat…

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TIFF Day 3 and 4

Days three and four are a haze. The films are all blurring together into a giant katamari consisting of breakups and tears and suicides and subtitles and pointy nipples and Tony Leung’s testicles. After an early wakeup and multiple snooze alarms I cabbed my way to the Paramount Scotiabank Theatre at about a quarter to nine in the morning. A little after noon I wandered around on the quiet streets and went over to the Corned Beef House for lunch…

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TIFF Day 2

The thing that I both hate and love about the film festival is how it reinforces how little I have seen and how little I know about films. Sure, I know of Dario Argento and Hsiao-hsien Hou, but I’ve never seen their films. The film festival often provides that first impression. Exposure to some director’s latest film makes me want to seek out more from their back catalog or, in some cases, makes me want to avoid it altogether. Glory…

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TIFF Day One: Jar City

Day one was supposed to be the easiest and least irritating day — only one movie — but it proved highly annoying. I decided to get two or three extra tickets for myself and I could try to get a pair for a friend that requested some but had no luck getting any. No luck on the latter as both of that movie’s screenings were “off sale” but the movies I wanted were still available so I got in line.…

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The Schedule

I received my final tickets for the Toronto International Film Festival yesterday and I was fortunate enough to get all 35 of my first picks! Individual tickets went on sale today and I’m considering buying an extra two but for now it’s enough. I am annoyed that the previously sold out The Assassination of Jesse James is now on sale again and the only way I could get a ticket to that is if I were to give up a…

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Bioshock’s Sabotaged morality

I finished Bioshock early last week and managed to get the good ending because I’m a fine and moral person. That or maybe because I never felt it necessary to follow the so-called “evil” route because I felt that the game sabotaged its own moral decisions. Let me backtrack a bit first. In Bioshock‘s world there are these little girls that wander around the city in search of the genetic resource “ADAM”. You, as the player, need ADAM to improve…

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