Oh, man! It's a quiet week in film for some reason! It's almost like there's a huge film festival halfway across the world that all of the critics and film companies are distracted by, so they forgot to release anything notable this week. After all, Iron Man can take care of itself, right? (If you haven't seen it, it's definitely the kind of summer blockbuster we're happy to recommend, so go for it.) Well,......

Each week, Torontoist examines the upcoming TV listings and makes note of programs that are entertaining, informative and of quality. Or, alternately, none of those. The result: Televisualist.......

Seattlest saw a house party get senselessly attacked with a shotgun and end in seven dead. A local senator is debated and their version of the big dig is investigated. To truly get to the bottom of it they interview the writer Jonathan Raban. Bostonist has its first birthday party and investigates how to attach more gambling dollars to the Red Sox. Benjamin Franklin is celebrated and Johnny Damon is not. Image by Ethan Bagley......

We're mostly grown-ups here, so though the Heffalump entices, we're going to go with a provactive new docative from the guys who made Party Monster, and attempted to lift up dear Macauley in the process. Inside Deep Throat promises to do for 1970s porncapades what Morgan Spurlock did for McDonalds - reveal the obvious, and make big waves. Still, when the big waves involve highbrow analyses of Ms. Linda Lovelace's particular powers (by the likes......

Fast food restaurants rarely close. They're parasitic in a way, dependent, as they are, on the steady stream of nugget consumers, or, in days or yore, Arch Deluxe consumers. And a steady flow of grease-eaters, unlike crude oil, has never seemed a diminishing commodity. So it's kind of a shock to see that the smelly McDonald's that used to occupy Torontoist's nearest patch of Bloor is no more. We're surprised, because McDonald's has always seemed......