There's not much happening this week, cinematically speaking. I get that; it's the week after Pride and Canada Day, everyone's taking it easy and not doing anything too elaborate. Better to just coast on the zeitgeist.
There's a new Elvis show opening in town, and the Carlton Cinemas needed a hook for its annual charity marathon, so of course they went with the King. Starting on Saturday afternoon (July 5), the Elvis-A-Thon will screen four Presley features in a row: Love Me Tender at 2 pm, Jailhouse Rock at 4 pm, Blue Hawaii at 6:45 pm and Viva Las Vegas at 9 pm. Admission is free, though there's a donation of $5 is suggested; all proceeds go to the Toronto Star's Fresh Air Fund. Sing with the King, and send a kid to camp.
To mark the publication of the new book World Film Locations: Toronto, TIFF is screening Robin Spry's 1978 thriller Drying Up The Streets, which stars Don Francks as a former radical enlisted by the Toronto police to crack a crime ring (and possibly rescue his daughter).
Allegedly "a bright spot in Canadian cinema's dire tax-shelter period" - though I remember it as a generic exploitation thriller eclipsed in theme and texture by Paul Schrader's Hardcore just one year later - it's playing with Ron Mann's 1974 Super 8 student short The Strip shot on many of the same Yonge Street locations.
This is a free screening; tickets can be booked here. Several of the contributors to World Film Locations: Toronto - including Bob McGill, Michael DaSilva, Fiona Luck, photographer Kevin Harrison, Torontoist writer David Fleischer and TIFF's own Steve Gravestock - will be present to introduce the films and sign books afterwards. That'll be fun.
And if you're looking to see something especially out of the ordinary, consider Alex van Warmerdam's Borgman, screening all weekend at the Royal. It got past me at TIFF, but having caught up to it now I am really sorry that I didn't get the chance to see it with a crowd.
It's like a dark, Dutch spin on Nick Hornby's How to Be Good, establishing its premise and just getting weirder and weirder. And with the return of Rob Ford to City Hall earlier this week, I can't think of a better time for a cautionary tale about inviting a maniac into your home.