Author: Michael Murray

Yesterday, I was all excited to go to a press conference for the film Love and Other Impossible Pursuits. This had nothing to do with the movie, which may or may not be a work of genius, and everything to do with the fact that Natalie Portman was to be present answering questions. I should…

On Wednesday afternoon I went down to the Sutton Place Hotel to pick up some passes for a press conference. Just as I was walking in the place, Verne Troyer—the actor who played Mini-Me—was leaving. His assistant held the door open for him, and Troyer, in an expensive looking black and gold mobility scooter, drove…

On the way down to the Sutton Place Hotel, the cab driver and I talked about the various stars he had driven around town. His English wasn’t very good and it was often very difficult to understand what he was saying, but I think that he said Anthony Quinn and some actress from Moulin Rouge–the…

A woman jogs by the Four Seasons Hotel, and it’s clear that she’s spent every bit as much time on her outfit as if she was going out for a fancy dinner party. Oh, she’s wearing her tight, white tank top and Lycra shorts and has her hair pulled back in a youthful ponytail. Behind…

  On Saturday, Rachelle and I took the dog on a stroll down to Yorkville. It was a beautiful day and the Toronto International Film Festival was in full swing, so the city, and everybody in it, was feeling kind of excited and world class. Between his two children, a father walked down the sidewalk…

I think that everybody I knew who saw District 9, loved it, and from what I could tell, the critical assessments in the media were also glowing, and so, it was with an open, optimistic and entirely excited heart that I went to see the movie. I thought that the premise, the launching point for…

One of my therapists suggested that I should make a list of people who reminded me of myself. This sounded like a fun homework assignment, and so I did it straight away. This is the list that I came up with: Martin Luther King—For our belief in equality for all people, oratorical skills and fondness…

Meredith, It was Salsa night on the street corner. The girl was pretty and knew the fundamentals. She had three or four steps that she executed crisply, like Jennifer Lopez would in a movie, by which I mean she was intentionally drawing attention to her exaggerated movements. The boy looked embarrassed, like he’d been dragged…

The CNE Air Show, which had been raging away in Toronto for the last five days, ended on Monday. For those of us who live in the city, I think there’s been a sort of hipster cachet to complaining about the thing. The implicit point of view is that it’s a tourist spectacle staged for…