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Pattinson and Stewart at TWILIGHT premiere last night

The stars of Twilight, Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart, were on the red carpet last night for the North American premiere of this highly anticipated movie. A whole new generation is discovering the wonderful world of vampires. But several generations of vampire movies preceded this one, starting with Nosferatu in 1922. 

As a vampire afficionada since way back, I've compiled my own Top 10 list. Check FIZZ tomorrow for my picks, complete with movie trailers and clips, as a primer or warm-up to Twilight. 

Let's kick things off today, though, by CLICKING HERE for the Twilight trailer. 

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Sigourney Weaver hoists trophy -- and Roman Polanski

Confusion reigned as giant of stage, screen and sheer physicality Sigourney Weaver was summoned onstage to accept her lifetime achievement award during the Marrakech Film Festival yesterday.

The Amazonian American actress accidentally hoisted aloft tiny presenter and filmmaker Roman Polanski, who screamed "Not me! Not me! The gold thing!" 

Polanski suffered contusions and a slight concussion in the seven-foot drop from Weaver's raised arms. "But I was afraid to leave the stage during her acceptance speech," he admitted.

Upon his return from the emergency ward, Polanski, a good sport, spent an hour standing rigidly atop the celebratory cake that was wheeled out in Weaver's honour.

It's Monday: how alert are you?

Which of these is NOT a model preparing for the Victoria's Secret special on CBS on Dec. 3? If you said D, you are correct: that's Harvey Fierstein preparing to reprise his role as Edna Turnblad in Hairspray before it closes on Broadway. You knew because Victoria's Secret doesn't make bras that big, didn't you!

Feline response to Peru's hairless dog

A couple of photos out of the international feline beauty contest in Sofia, Bulgaria, this weekend: a Sphynx and a wee Devon Rex.

O'Neal boys' day out: quality "bonding" time

Paunchy papa Ryan O'Neal (left, in the likely case you didn't recognize him), 67, and his son by Farrah Fawcett, Redmond O'Neal, 23, spent some quality time together in court in Malibu on Thursday.

Redmond appears to be near tears, which must be genuine, because God knows his parents would have been unable to give him convincing acting tips. 

The father-son duo, who will return to court in January, did not enter pleas on the charges they face for felony drug possession. Maybe, to borrow a quote from the elder O'Neal's one-and-only hit movie:

"Love means never having to say you're guilty."

Award of the week: biggest wanker

Did I type "wanker"? Freudian finger slip. I meant WINKER! What: you don't believe me?

Art Gallery of Ontario: Gehry delivers

Toronto-born, L.A.-based architect Frank Gehry's designs for the Art Gallery of Ontario were unveiled at this week's grand re-opening. I think he's breathed life into the AGO, taking some of its sterile edge away, and can't wait to trip into Toronto to see it myself. Admission is FREE this weekend.

Trailer Park Boys: Good-bye, Sunnyvale

According to the Trailer Park Boys Showcase blog posted here today, Ricky, Bubbles and Julian are finally managing early retirement as The Trailer Park Boys. There will be a final one-hour special on Showcase on Dec. 7 at 10 p.m. And there will be a TPB movie in theatres in the fall of '09.

But the regular series has come to the end of its seven-year liquor run. Lahey, Randy, Corey, Trevor, J-Roc -- it's time for everyone to move on.

I wanted to end this post with some of my favourite TPB quotes -- I'm a huge fan of Ricky's malapropisms -- but by the time I edited them for vulgar or profane comment, they looked like this:

RICKY: What the *^&** is *&)$ing wrong with you, Julian?

JULIAN: *&*& you, Ricky, you &)**ing #$$ *%&*! *&*^ me.

BUBBLES: Boys, calm the ^&%* down and let's go get some weed and get &^&*ed-up right now. **^%.

You know, it does get a bit repetitive, or did for me, at least. 

But I'll always think of Bubbles when I see kittens or rockets; Julian, when I see a rum and coke; Ricky, when a doorless s&^%mobile drives by; Lahey when I hear the word s&^%; and Randy each and every time I see a pot-bellied man pimping for a cheeseburger.

G'bye, TPB. ENJOY FREEDOM 35!!! 

Peruvian hairless dog: get this guy a sweater

Here's the Peruvian hairless dog named Machu Picchu, offered to the Obama family as the solution to little Malia's allergies. This breed apparently dates back 3,000 years. Upon first glance, you might guess Machu here is the mummified pre-Inca original, but no, he's only four months old. For me, he falls into that highly subjective so-ugly-he's-cute category, like pugs, bulldogs and Mickey Rourke. Machu is a canine companion with whom the Obama kids could share their love and Lubriderm, because you do have to keep these hairless critters moisturized. The girls could also share with Machu their doll coats and toy sunglasses, because the breed dislikes cold and sunlight. Basically, this is a dog who would be quite happy in the underground bunker, should worse come to worst. And here's a bonus for when the girls are a few years older and want a pet to whom they can still totally relate: Peruvian hairless dogs are prone to blackheads and acne. If you think that's esthetically challenging, you should have seen my grandmother's ancient, bald poodle's liver spots. These are THINGS TO BEAR IN MIND when you puppy-hunt, people.