Toronto's Film Festival is notorious for being "the people's festival," where the general public can interact with actors and directors over their work, with celebrity taking only a secondary interest behind the art. Torontonians are likely to point and whisper when we see a famous face breezing through Holt's instead of running-up for autographs. My favourite example of this was waiting for the light to change at Bloor and Bay when I overheard, "Hey, that's Dustin Hoffman. Do you wanna get a hot dog?"
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Jaunted.com gave us this heads up about Toronto's mini version of the Gawker Stalker. It's a Google Maps mash-up following around Portman while she's filming Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium. Which has such a terrible title but has Dustin Hoffman, which kinda makes up for it.
Natalie Portman may be twenty-three, but this still from Friday's flickpick makes her look like kid sister to tall, rakish Jude. And to add another layer of implausibility to the mix, Portman plays an exotic dancer. Be afraid. Be very afraid. We wish Natalie would just get into her Prius and drive away from all this nude scene nonsense. Maybe someone could work up a nice period piece for her. It would suit her stilted acting perfectly. Oh, but what are we doing? TOist is here to provide you a cheerful, lighthearted synopsis of a movie we've not even seen, and already we're prematurely harshing on Ms. Portman. How gauche of us.

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