Quick tips for the multiplex this week:

Antichrist good, though punishing to the genital area. Good enough, in fact, that I rated it one of the top five films to screen at the Toronto International Film Festival this year.  It is worth seeing if no no other reason than that it prompted someone to create this mash up of Willem Dafoe being Willem Dafoe and George Clooney being a stop motion animated fox.

Mary and Max also good, in a nearly unmarketable, not made for children, stop motion animated sort of way. It's going to disappear without leaving much of a mark behind and it's totally worth seeing before that happens.

Boondock Saints II apparently a surprisingly okay follow up to one of the more over-hyped cult films made in recent years. I've seriously never understood what the fuss was all about, though I will confess to finding the antics of uber-douche director Troy Duffy more than a little amusing.

These are the only three films I would consider paying money for at the big theaters this week and -- true to Hollywood form of late -- all three are out in only limited release. Of the other stuff, I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell continues the real-life uber-douche theme that has arisen in the column this week while also having the makings of one of the more public and spectacular failures of recent cinematic history, and 2012 -- like most everything Roland Emmerich has ever done -- is being absolutely raked over the coals and will, no doubt, make a big bag of money.

Now if you, like me, have already seen the good stuff and don't want to get anywhere near the bad stuff do not fret. All is not lost. For yesterday marked the launch of the thirteenth annual Toronto Reel Asian Film Festival. I realize this is only helpful for those of you who are actually in Toronto and I apologize for taking up the time of those who are not but here's a quick primer on titles worthy of targeting:

White On Rice. Dave Boyle's quirky indie comedy is exactly the sort of film that you seldom see in film festivals but which organizers should include a lot more of if they want to sell tickets.  It's funny.  It's a crowd pleaser.  Want a date night that'll let you look sophisticated - look! I know independent film! - without boring you into the floor? This is the one.

A Schoolgirl's Diary. Now this is exactly the sort of thing that you'll only ever see in a film festival and thank god for the festivals smart enough to bring films like this.  Why?  The synopsis may seem like a fairly standard family drama but this one was produced in North Korea.  Hands up everyone out there who's ever seen a North Korean film?  I thought not. It's really compelling stuff, too, partly for the "So that's what North Korea looks like" factor, partly for the inserted layer of propaganda, and partly because it's actually pretty well made assuming you consider vintage films from the fifties to be well made because this easily could have been produced then.

Breathless. A note of advice on this one: the actual Korean title of the closing night film translates roughly to 'shit-fly' so adjust your expectations accordingly.  A totally independent tour-de-force from writer-director-star Yang Ik-June, who will be in town for the screening and who I had the extreme pleasure of sitting on a festival jury with in Korea earlier this year.  Unlike his character in the film, Yang is a pretty fantastic human being and I cannot encourage people enough to support his film.

Red Heroine.  A 1929 Chinese silent kung fu film with an original score performed by a live musical ensemble.  Quite literally a once in a lifetime opportunity, this one.

When The Full Moon Rises. This black and white gem from Malaysia starts as a loving ode to classic film noir before veering into pure b-pulp territory, throwing in a Nazi death cult, multi-pronged conspiracies and a monstrous (literally) family.  Of course it screens on Friday the 13th.

Fish Story. Another out-and-out crowd pleaser, this Japanese offering rivals Breathless when it comes to awards won. It's been racking up the hardware all around the globe all while stopping the end of the world with punk rock.