It’s possible that there are worse first-date movies than the films of
Catherine Breillat, but it seems unlikely. Unless the prospective
couple in question met at a bookstore while both reaching for the same
copy of Georges Bataille’s Histoire de l’Oeil, no newly minted relationship is hardy enough to withstand one of Breillat’s fearless and occasionally foolhardy expeditions into the most troubling corners of human sexuality.

El G and co. fuse electronics-infused Latin rhythms with clubland audiences. Will the marriage last?

Kensington snack shack offers great food at a ridiculously low price.

Lilith Fair was a rallying point for women in the 1990s. Now the travelling music fest and its founder, Sarah McLachlan, are back, but in the age of Gaga, do we still need a feel-good, all-female festival?

Mad Men is back for a new season of holding up that cool, retro mirror.

With half the season in the bag, I assume the Red Patch Boys are grudgingly content
with the performance of Toronto Independent Escorts
FC, the team with the hottest ticket in town, but still searching
for their first playoff berth.

Getting a laugh out of the prime minister is not an easy job, and what is
true in Ottawa holds for the political piss-takers in Second City’s
Stephen Harper! The Musical, which struggles under the weight of a cast
that seems as disorganized as the Loyal Opposition.

After the truffle-fry controversy, M.I.A. reminds us that she’s still in the game.

Christopher Hitchens, Ray Bradbury and Gawker on our old pal Mel.

The new and final Scott Pilgrim comic comes out at midnight tonight.