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August is traditionally when studios dump their waste products quietly between the adrenaline-bang of the summer and the prestige-clang of the fall. This weekend has a mix of probably worth your money films premiering, each with a strong oral fixation: you'll get some jaw-detaching, some same-sex lip-locking, and some jaw-droppingly bad voice acting! (Who else loves hyphens?!)

Today’s Contest:

Recently, Torontoist went canoeing in Algonquin Park (we got 34 mosquito bites). However, arguably the most amusing thing to happen during our entire trip was passing a billboard on our way into the park advertising a "Dock in a Box." We instantly became distracted by a lengthy fantasy that the company knew exactly what it was doing and included a YouTube video on its website about how it created the Dock in a Box (you know—"One, we cut a hole in the box; two, we put our tech in the box!"), but were recently disappointed to find that there’s nothing funny at all on the company website.

Tut tut tut. We’re all very disappointed in you, John Krasinski, for your decision to star in License to Wed. Sure, you’ve been working so hard to build up your hipster cred—interviewing the Shins, playing on stage with Ben Gibbard, but I’m afraid we might have to revoke your hipster privileges.

Look out! Here comes David Lynch, man!

After what feels like a surprisingly long gap of film festivals in the city, they’re back, with The Prisoner Justice Film Festival now running and Ozflix starting tonight with screenings of Ten Canoes and 2:37; We pretty much hated 2:37, though (but we’ve heard good things about Ten Canoes). Full details can be found at their respective websites.

or, "Film Friday: Alliteration Edition"

A quick update to an old story before we get onto all the new releases that are going to make us as depressed as ever – Remember You, Me and Dupree? We hypothesised that movie-execs came up with the title “while explaining what was going to happen during some sick, cocaine fuelled orgy”. Turns out we were right, as long as during the sick, cocaine fuelled orgy was to the tune of Steely Dan’s Cousin Dupree! Steely Dan have written an incredibly amusing letter to Luke Wilson to tell him to sort his little/bigger brother out. It reads like exactly the kind of rambling nonsense old rocker burnouts would write when annoyed/amused about possibly being ripped off, and is almost completely unquotable, so you should just read it all.

The big film this week is Terence Malik’s The New World, and by big, of course, we mean big (and by that we mean epic). Though, the full theatrical release does shed 15 minutes from it’s previous limited release for Oscar consideration. The majority of the publicity centres on 15 year old Q’Orianka Kilcher, who plays Pocahontas in the feature, because Terence Malik is a legendary recluse, and neither of the male stars (Colin Farrell nor Christian Bale) are quite as interesting to the media as a young, female film star on the wrong side of the age of consent. Now’s Josh Harkness comments “this is as beautiful as anything you’ll see in theatres this year, and if you appreciate cinematography, the big screen is the way to go” but is less convinced of the film’s overall quality. Hometown boy Christopher Plummer stars as Captain Christopher Newport.

We didn't actually spend the weekend with Crispin Glover (we didn't buy him breakfast or anything), but it got pretty close.

! Thank you.

. But all in all, both Melinda tales (the film is spliced into two stories - one comic, one tragic) are modestly amusing, as is the combined comedic force of Will Ferrell and Steve Carrell playing nerdy straight men in a Woody Allen caper.