After much anticipation, Milk, the Sean Penn biopic about celebrated San Francisco politican Harvey Milk, arrives in theatres next Wednesday (and goes into wide release Dec. 5).

Well, not all theatres. You won't be able to find the film playing at any of Cinemark's 2,700 venue. Perhaps that's because the company's CEO, Alan Stock, happened to write a cheque for $9,999 to the Yes on 8 campaign, as we noted earlier.

Use sites like Fandango or Yahoo! Movies to locate theatres other than Cinemark in your area in case you're looking for some Daniel Craig or Twilight goodness.

(Unless you'll do something like not see Twilight because the book's author, Stephanie Meyer, is Mormon, and will supposedly donate 10 percent of all the cash she earns from it to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.)

Spend your gay dollars appropriately.

Hey! We thought some of you may be interested in hearing British Production designer Sir Ken Adams talk about his James Bond set designs.

Look at this one from You Only Live Twice. A bit phallic, no?

Former Press Secretary and defector from the Bush regime Scott McClellan reviewed Oliver Stone's W. on its accuracy and entertainment value. And he likes it (for the most part)!

Not that McClellan's the most objective viewer, seeing as how he literally wrote the book about George the 2nd being a naive, goofy pawn for his father, Karl Rove, and Dick Cheney.

But which of the White House cronies does McClellan continue to carry a grudge for, after all these years?

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From Me, The Editor: Neil Patrick Harris and David Burtka better step it up, because Heather Matarazzo and gal pal Caroline Murphy are moving in their "cutest couple" territory.

The girls gave photogs a show of their love last night at the New York City premiere of my pal Anne Hathaway's new movie, Rachel Getting Married. I was also there, but the paps didn't care too much about him. How rude!

As for the movie - I know I'm biased because Hathaway and I are college chums, but it's really fucking good. Hathaway and the entire cast - even the less central characters - are genius. Director Jonathan Demme has done it again. And by "it," I mean "made a movie that resonates and becomes more endearing with each recollection."

I've included a trailer after the jump. Oh, and some other pictures, like a precious one of Alan Cumming get a bit of a rubdown.

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When he left his gig at Gucci in 2004, Tom Ford declared that he wanted to go into the movie business. Most people just laughed and the dream seemed to die when Ford opened his eponymous design house.

Ford again fueled rumors last November, when he announced that he'd bought the rights to novelist Christopher Isherwood's 1964 novel, A Single Man, about a middle-aged gay professor.

Still, most people simply shrugged at the news, but now Ford seems closer to ever to achieving his big screen dreams, complete with A-list actors, says Marc Malkin:

Sources reveal exclusively to me that it looks like Colin Firth will star as a gay college professor who deals with the sudden death of his lover. The character is helped in his efforts by a lifelong female friend and one of his students.

Firth's rep tells me "he's in discussions" but it's not a done deal.

Julianne Moore will play the friend while Jamie Bell has signed for the student role, my sources say. The story takes place in 1962 in Los Angeles.

The movie, which has yet to find a studio, will begin shooting in November.

As Out celebrates disco cellist Arthur Russell, our old friend Matt Wolf's circulating his documentary, Wild Combination: A Portrait of Arthur Russell.

This here's the trailer…

Do our eyes, ears and sense of humor deceive us, or does Lindsay Lohan's new movie not look that bad? In fact, does it look kind of alright?

The "Now in post production" notation at the end of the trailer is an odd, inauspicious choice, but let's just forget about that for now—Cheryl Hines!

Clip after the jump.

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That story about Iris and Peter Robinson made us think of George and Martha, the dysfunctional, reprehensible couple from Edward Albee's Who's Afraid Of Virginia Woolf?

Thus, here's a scene of the fictional couple going at it. It's really just an excuse to remember Elizabeth Taylor's acting career…

This is the rough of Bruce LaBruce's gay zombie flick. Okay, that's a lie, but wouldn't that be funny?!