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Wild Toronto is a bi-weekly comic strip about the animals and plants that make a living in our city. Rosemary Mosco makes the comics, and would love to hear your suggestions (in the comments!) on wildlife to be profiled.

Wild Toronto is a bi-weekly comic strip about the animals and plants that make a living in our city. Rosemary Mosco makes the comics, and would love to hear your suggestions (in the comments!) on wildlife to be profiled.

Gossip no longer, culture vultures. We've finally got confirmation on CanStage's upcoming season. Like it or not, it looks like the rumours are true. As we reported before, the Bluma Appel Theatre's rather commercial lineup is entirely free of any Canadian-written shows, which has some folks in quite a tizzy. And as we suspected, CanStage is getting its CanCon through co-pros at the Berkeley Street Theatre. They're calling it The Berkeley Street Project, and it seems intended to supplement the Bluma's playing-it-safe season with "edgier, more provocative works." The first show, Wild Dogs (a co-production with Nightwood Theatre), is a stage adaptation of Helen Humphreys' eponymous novel. Up next, Studio 180 co-produces the Canadian premiere of Blackbird, a West End and off-Broadway hit by British (and consequently not Canadian) playwright David Harrower. The final co-production (with Necessary Angel) is the Toronto premiere of HARDSELL, a new work by Bigger Than Jesus team Daniel Brooks and Rick Miller. (Although, the only reason CanStage can claim "Toronto premiere" status is that the workshop presentation Brooks and Miller were going to present at Passe Muraille a month ago was cancelled due to illness.)

Wild Toronto is a bi-weekly comic strip about the animals and plants that make a living in our city. Rosemary Mosco makes the comics, and would love to hear your suggestions (in the comments!) on wildlife to be profiled.

Hello, and welcome to another installment of everyone’s favourite film column in which the writer makes up their opinions on the weeks films largely based on what trailers they’ve seen on TV.

Wild Toronto is a new bi-weekly comic strip about the animals and plants that make a living in our city. Rosemary Mosco of Birdandmoon.com makes the comics, and would love to hear your suggestions (in the comments!) on wildlife to be profiled.

Wild Toronto is a new bi-weekly comic strip about the animals and plants that make a living in our city. Rosemary Mosco of Birdandmoon.com makes the comics, and would love to hear your suggestions (in the comments!) on wildlife to be profiled.

There is a moment near the end of the first act of Maureen Hunter's play Wild Mouth when Oliver Becker, playing the tortured Ukrainian WWI vet Bohdan, grabs Sarah Orenstein as proto-feminist anti-war Englishwoman Anna (pictured, left), douses her in pig's blood, and then rubs the animal's heart all over her face and body. It's a shocking and highly provocative moment, and seems to foreshadow a very dark second act. But that's not quite what we get. The play, very capably directed by R.H. Thomson, has some fascinating scenes as well as something genuinely profound to say about humanity's compulsion to war. But the second act seems somehow weak in its conviction, flirting with a darkness that is the logical conclusion of the events preceding it, and then backing away from it. You begin to think we're heading into Miss Julie territory, but we instead wind up in a typical rural Canadian drama.

Attention Wintourites, Olsen fan club members, and other fabulously fur-clad denizens of our fair city:

Wild Toronto is a bi-weekly comic strip about the animals and plants that make a living in our city. Rosemary Mosco of Birdandmoon.com makes the comics, and would love to hear your suggestions (in the comments!) on wildlife to be profiled.

It's Boxing Day! Go spend money! If you don't, Canada's economy will suffer and it will all be your fault! You probably don't even own all the seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer on DVD yet, do you? You slacker.

Wild Toronto is a new bi-weekly comic strip about the animals and plants that make a living in our city. Rosemary Mosco of Birdandmoon.com makes the comics, and would love to hear your suggestions (in the comments!) on wildlife to be profiled.

Are you looking to avoid the obligatory office holiday outing, or perhaps the family singalong? Look no further, because Toronto’s 2007 edition of Santarchy is happening this Saturday. In what has become a yearly tradition for cities around the world, groups of Santas gather to spread a little of ye old Christmas cheer. They may begin the night entertaining shopping families at the local mall, but after the festive bar hop, it's like an...

The Revue cinema is due to reopen its doors on October 4th, and if you’ve been waiting for the chance to buy tickets for the opening night, they’re now on sale at She Said Boom (393 Roncesvalles Avenue) at $20 for the film and the after-party or $10 for just the party at the Lithuanian Hall (1573 Bloor Street West). The opening night film is secret, but it was selected by an online poll, so it’s one of the films on this page, probably!

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We went to the opening of the Kozyndan "Tales of the Bunnyfish" show at Magic Pony last Thursday. Kozyndan are the L.A.-based, husband and wife duo Dan and Kozue Kitchens. They are best known for illustrating The Postal Service's "Such Great Heights" single, but they work in both the commercial and fine art worlds. Not only is the installation at Magic Pony a fantastic example of two artists working as one, but also how cute can transcend kitsch. For example, at the opening Magic Pony served Bunnyfish-shaped sugar cookies. As delicious as they were, more than one will end up framed and hanging on a wall.

We here in the Ist-A-Verse know that we're sensational, but it's very rare that we get a chance to be sensationalistic. This week, we've decided to have ourselves a little fun and try our hand at tacky tabloid headlines, using nothing more than our favorite posts from this week.

It's a time-honoured tradition of television news: send some reporters out into the city to ask for the Man on the Street's opinion on a hot-button topic - the necessity of bilingualism in Canada, for instance.

"Hey kids, let's dig out that cowboy gear we bought for Halloween last year and hum the theme to Bonanza on the way to the Western Days hoe-down in Don Mills! Don't forget the toy gun, pardner!"

This week our attention is almost completely owned by Cinematheque Ontario’s offerings, even with the thought of Christina Ricci chained to a radiator in Black Snake Moan grasping at us.

So you're stuck at home with the kids. Or you're feeling under the weather. Or you're tired of scrambling around at 11:58 looking for someone to make out with. There are many, many reasons why you might be staying in this New Year's Eve. But there is no reason why you can't be a party of one in front of the tube! There are offerings for any taste Sunday night for those who don't make it off the couch.

Former U.S. President Gerald Ford dead at 93. Not really much to say here: he was by all accounts an extremely decent man who served honorably. (Unless you are of the belief that all politicians are by their very nature forked-tongue devils, which is not the most uncommon belief out there.) I suppose Chevy Chase has one less go-to joke in his arsenal, though, which makes this an extremely sad day for Chevy Chase.

God, we're so sick of that we want to kill anyone and everyone that makes a "something on a something" joke. But then we realized that there was no way we could ever win this fight, and, hell, if you can't beat them, we might as well join them. And with that, you have the theme of this weeks' Gothamist network post.

Torontoist spent the day admiring the work of would-be type designers displaying their work on chalkboards and signs along Queen Street West.

Oh man! This week’s big news in films comes from a crazy place called Vancouver??? We know! Torontoist have never heard of it either, but apparently it’s in Canada! Wild! So anyway, it’s clearly going to be an exciting place to be come September, as the famous for being terrible German director Uwe Boll wants to have a fight with YOU. Yes, you! As long as in the year of 2005 you’ve written two articles insulting him (and you’re in-shape, male and weigh between 64 and 86 kilograms) you can, apparently, fight him in a boxing ring as an extra in his big screen remake of Postal, the rubbish and intentionally controversial shoot-em-up from Running with Scissors.

Torontoist is telling you to ignore the confusing name for this event and instead focus on the fact that it looks like it'll be a fun and fashionable evening. The Terminus 1525 sponsored I Am A Wild Party is being held at the Toronto Free Gallery tomorrow night which pretty much guarantees that it'll be fun.

Shanghaiist probably knows a little more about China than the Chicago Sun-Times. Giving them the benefit of the doubt on that one. The city does to have a music scene. Don't even front like they don't. They also have Dorito bananas and white guys shopping for wives. What they don't have is any more tolerance for jaywalkers.

Time to get out that cloning machine you've been keeping around. If the Halloween and IFOA festivities weren't enough to keep you swamped there's the Small Press Book Fair and if that's not enough for you there's Canzine at the Gladstone 1:00 pm, on Sunday. It's also the unofficial launch of the newly re-designed Broken Pencil. This year's theme, Burlesque. Indie Kids Gone Wild anyone? There'll be over 150 zines, readings, Darren O'Donnell and fifth birthday celebrations for No Media Kings

Let us start by saying Soulpepper's mounting of The Wild Duck is uh, mighty. Terrific writing, effective staging and thoughtful performances, including a star-making turn by Martha MacIsaac. All this and a venti cupful of spit — a sure sign the actors are empassioned about their roles. We'll leave more in-depth criticism to the experts except to say this play had to be great to make up for the otherwise miserable experience we had at Harbourfront. Plenty has been written about bad cellphone etiquette (the worst case we've encountered had to be at a screening of War of the Worlds in which the offender didn't just forget to turn off his phone or tell the caller he'd call them back — he actually carried on a conversation), so when the inevitable ring came, we weren't surprised. Nothing could prepare us, however, for the full plot summary, including the ending, we overheard while in line for coffee at intermission. As Hecubus from the old Kids in The Hall skits would say — Evil! And speaking of intermissions, why do theatres sell concessions only Takeru Kobayashi could ingest in the time they give you? Suggestions. How about this or this? Worst of all, we discovered when you are late by a few minutes, your punishment is to miss the entire first act. Now we don't want to go all Alvie Singer here, but if you miss two scenes of a 10-scene play, aren't you missing some pretty crucial development? When we inquired about getting tickets to a future performance instead, the box-office attendant looked at us as if we were speaking Norwegian. Fine, how about sneaking quietly up to some lesser but less-disturbing balcony seats? Nope. Instead, we were herded into a lightless, soundless waiting room, where we stood until the appropriate music cue. If only we'd brought our cellphone, we could have had a conversation to pass the time.