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The coolest movie opening this week is Be Kind Rewind, which is a treasure trove of Things White People Like, as it stars Jack Black and his black friend played by Mos Def, and is directed by Michel Gondry, and has lots of irony, seeing as how it is about a couple of people who erase all the videotapes in their video store and then make their own mocking versions of the movies they erased. In all seriousness, though, it looks pretty funny, so possibly people who are not white will like it as well!

is presenting! He’ll be all edgy spelt with a ‘3’ and probably insult George Bush or something! Will he mention Cheney shooting a lawyer again? OMG that dude is the funny!

Courtesy of our friend Fauxreel, here's a full-service dry cleaners specifically for emcees. Was it only a matter of time before the rap game took over the laundry services industry? Apparently sometime-Torontonian Mos Def gets his shirts starched here...at 4020 Dundas Street West.

Since there hasn't yet been an article that really articulates what we're about here, Torontoist has decided to submit our own. And this isn't some monthly fluff piece, this is really indicative of our culture and personal constitutions. Two months ago in Toronto Life, Globe writer and Queen's University alumni Russell Smith planned out 24 hours of activities in Toronto without regard to cost or plausibility. Last month, impish designer Joeffer Coac told Toronto Life how he'd spend a single perfect day in Toronto on an unlimited budget. And now, it's Torontoist's turn.

Well, The Toronto International Film Festival is over for another year, and even the Torontoists who were deeply involved are breathing a sigh of relief, either getting back to normal life or letting themselves to finally succumb to stress based illnesses. Some final updates, however, with a round of reviews to let you know what you should or shouldn’t have missed, and what you should look out for in the future.

Yesterday, while listening to NPR for the obvious reasons, we heard a terrific interview with Ralph Fiennes. Terrific because at the very end of the interview, Leonard Lopate throws a curve at the pointy actor by asking him why he pronounces his name Rayfe. A short pause follows, and then Fiennes cobbles together an answer along the lines of 'that is actually how it was pronounced historically.' Now if we could only ask Chloë Sevigny from whence that umlaut came! Alas, we can't, because she's not starring in The Constant Gardener, the only movie opening this weekend that doesn't look abysmal, which by default makes it look all the more appetizing. A thriller set in Africa, starrring Rachel Weisz and no Brendan Fraser. There are worse things you could do with a Friday evening and a bag of popcorn.

Why is it so few Getting Up Festival write-ups avoid using the word "bling"? It's neither funny nor cute, and distracts attention from a rare Toronto appearance of Nas (a man who predates the word by over ten years). This weekend's Getting Up Festival was unquestionably Toronto's biggest-ever hip hop and hip hop culture showcase, and perhaps need more recognition for that. All references to "bling" aside, clothing designer Mark Ecko put his money where his musical tastes are to bring the best of the mainstream rap to the city for a trial-run of the gigantic festival at the Dock's. Fortuitously, the originally overpriced $70 tickets were slashed in half to provide the Torontoist Club a chance to get out to Getting Up. Here's what we saw:

A relatively light upcoming week in shows still has some fine musical happenings to help you kill time while waiting for the apocalypse. And curiously, all on the waterfront.

Sounds ambitious. Marc Ecko's Getting Up Festival is unfortunately at the Docks, and one day tickets start at $49.50 (+ all kinds of charges) and go on sale today at most Athletes World locations.

Bouncing around the Hollywood stratosphere for years, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy the movie has finally landed in theatres. That first sentence, or a variation of, most likely made an appearance in some cheeseball newspaper this past weekend. And it's that type of mediocrity that makes Torontoist pee our pants in frustration. For our review, we dish the nitty gritty, willy nilly.

Over the past few weeks on Le Mercredi Mixtape, Torontoist has constructed several successful straw-man arguments, made a few ad-hominem attacks, and may have actually thought up some valid criticisms. But since there's too much free music and disparaging remarks to speak of this week, Torontoist abandons our essay format in favour of a more economical point form:

This February 14th is in the running for the most depressing day of the year. The gloomy weather, the TTC fair hike, U2's performance at the Grammys and the fact that it's a Monday all add up to one sad day. So to get you and yours in the mood, Torontoist has come up with this cute little playlist...(Sorry, no downloads)

was the turning point that brought on the hyper capitalist, sexism as a norm, drug-n-thug culture of rap today. Now, after the re-emergence of the creative emcee, Dre is looking to take back the balance of popularity from the Andre 3000's, Mos Def's, Roots's and Freeway's. The Game, who is the latest addition to Dre's group of muppets called the G-Unit, is every bit the regressive 1992 rap that maligned the genre for years. His nostalgia for George Bush Sr.-era thuggism may represent a change of pace that appeals to critics, but we can't seriously be considering returning to the "Bitches Ain't Shit" sloganism and ultra violence of past...can we? Here's this week's completely unrelated mixtape.