[Jim Berhle's kartoon kats have your weekend all planned out! Their weekend guide is after the jump, along with a special bonus HULK 2: THE NORTONING preview! Spoiler alert: you'll laff yourself silly!]

Today's story about Harvey Weinstein's financial bind-which would explain why the film producer is even more obnoxious than usual-reminded a Gawker commenter of a story. An acquaintance of Cajunboy took an internship at Miramax when the Disney mini-studio was still run by the Weinstein brothers. The intern managed to avoid the legendarily monstrous boss-until one fateful day.

The Weinstein brothers' strip-mining of Project Runway-the powerhouse fashion contest they own-is in keeping with the guiding principle they've stuck with since their heyday at Miramax. Harvey's critical successes were funded by profits from his brother's B-movies; and now the irascible film producer is milking reality television for the same purpose. Fine-except the Weinsteins' demands for payment from Marie Claire for the privilege of association with Project Runway (which we reported yesterday) are extreme even for them. And their motives may have less to do with greed and more with desperation. Hollywood insiders speculate the brothers' $1bn launch financing isn't as much of a buffer as it seems: the investment bank and other investors may pull some of the funds at the end of the year.

So that "Office Berserker" video we linked to last week—security camera footage purportedly showing a man going crazy at work and destroying his entire office, along with many of his coworkers—has been confirmed as another freaking viral marketing video (as suspected). This time the prankster was a Russian director trying to build buzz for a film called Wanted. Damn you, Timur Bekmambetov! It's getting to where you just can't trust online footage of unprovoked violence any more. If you care to, watch the clip again with a more jaundiced eye, after the jump.

Bigger, Stronger, Faster , the just-released documentary that reconsiders the terrible public image of steroids, is winning praise for its frank depiction of the pluses and minuses of 'roids. But all the honesty didn't turn out well for Christian Boeving, a fitness model who lost his endorsement contract with Muscletech when it became clear that he admitted longtime steroid use in an interview in the film. "I didn't think I would get into that much trouble, because I thought it was pretty apparent that the top people in the industry use steroids to look like we do," Boeving said. But he admitted it, so he's out. Yes, the entire muscle industry is made up of hypocrites. You'd have thought that some of Boeving's pictures, like these, might have given his totally innocent sponsors a clue:

Stoners, drunks, hypochondriacs, neurotics, dumb-asses, freaks, nerds-guys and gals that just cannot for the life of them get their shit together! They're the freaking best! They rule movies just like monkeys rule all animal videos! Who is your favorite silver screen fuck-up character? I'm going with someone deliciously obvious for starters.

I know, I know, better things could have happened than Spider-Man 3 after the first two installments kicked so much ass. But director Sam Raimi is suddenly saying that he would indeed like to direct the inevitable Spider-Man 4 and keep all the original cast members. "'James Vanderbilt (Zodiac) is writing the script and I'm excited to read it. I think it's going to be done in a few months,' Raimi said. A year ago, Marvel and company were hunting down a new writer, based less on where they knew the characters were headed and more on where the new writer wanted to take the story. Raimi seems excited about Vanderbilt's concept, adding, 'I'm hoping it's as great as our discussions were about it.'"

Every now and then a movie offers up a few lines of dialogue that sneaks its way past our snarky, cynical waking minds and inserts itself right into our mushy little hearts. It happens rarely, but when it does, our eyes get all stupid and crinkly and our faces contort and the skin on our necks gets all hot. When has that happened to you? My choice after the jump.

Every time I think I'm finally sick to death of Leonardo DiCaprio he goes and does something awesome. This time he's signed on to play Nolan Bushnell, who invented the hypnotic mindfuck of Pong before founding Atari in a biopic about the legendary geek.

It wasn't a coincidence that I mentioned Robert Evans in a post about everyone's favorite drug-addled, sex-obsessed and federally indicted entrepreneur Henry Nicholas of Broadcom. With Josh Hartnett starring in what looks like a schlocky ode to dot-com excess in August, the details of Nicholas' indictment reading more like the outline of Blow, and locations ripped from The OC and Laguna Beach, it's perfect fodder for a Hollywood screenplay. In fact, Evans protegé Brett Ratner could produce, with Michael Mann directing and Paul Haggis as the ghostwriter for the script Nicholas would be daft not to pen while locked up at Betty Ford. But any good package needs an "opener" as they say in the biz — a big name star for the marquee to draw crowds. So I ask you, dear readers, who would you cast as Nicholas?

A new documentary opening this week called Operation Filmmaker explores the question: Why won't these ungrateful Iraqis be nice? The film centers on Muthana Mohmed, a young Iraqi man rescued from his war-torn country by stolid actor Liev Schreiber, who wants to help the kid break into the movie business. But despite the do-gooding of billions of watts worth of Hollywood stardom, Mohmed turns out to have some personal problems. Apparently he's a bit of jerk sometimes, which makes him like most young people, but also makes him an "essential study in intercultural communication and the ways it can go very wrong." The lesson: Hollywood liberals are to blame for Iraq's problems. Or something! Watch the trailer, after the jump:

Didn't get enough gay hip hop blind items in the new Terrance Dean tell-all book Hiding In Hip Hop? It's your lucky day, because there's a follow-up documentary on the way! The entertainment industry vet and former down-low brother Dean tells us the entire film—catchily named "X'pos'D" —will be going up on YouTube soon, and that the LOGO network has "expressed interest" in it. It will explore "why the black community is afraid to address the taboo of homosexuality." Maybe because they'll be X'pos'D! The trailer, featuring a veritable library of gay slurs, is below.

The question that has kept an anxious nation on tenterhooks for the last two days—"Did stoner movie star Seth Rogen light up a real spliff on stage at the MTV Movie Awards last weekend?"—has finally been resolved. According to the AP, the stunt was a big fake; but they also say that Rogen and Pineapple Express costar James Franco weren't supposed to do it at all! Is anyone here telling the truth? Such a web of deception!

Expelled, the wacky new intelligent design movie produced by "Bueller"-droning actor and financial clod Ben Stein, has won the right to use the John Lennon song "Imagine," triumphing over Yoko Ono in court yesterday. "Nothing to kill or die for/ And no religion too." Well, Lennon appreciated irony. [WSJ]

So intrepid douchebag Morty White figured that the release of the Sex and the City movie would be the perfect excuse to call up a few of his SATC-loving ex-girlfriends and make fun of them. Isn't he hysterical? "My first call was to Janet. She won the prize for bringing up Sex and the City the quickest-54 seconds into the date, to be exact. We went out on our date in 1999 and haven't spoken since (not including the three messages she left on my answering machine). It took a while for her to warm up to me over the phone, but she finally agreed to play ball:" It begins...

Now that he's a bigtime fancy-pants director, Clint Eastwood wants nothing to do with his role as a rogue cop with a taste for brutality in the Dirty Harry franchise. Kidding! He's totally cool with it. "'At the time in the press, there was a lot of attention to the rights of the accused, and that's not bad or wrong, but nobody thought too much about the rights of the public or the rights of the victim, that's not what the attention was on,' Eastwood said. 'All of a sudden here was a picture about the rights of all the victims, and I think it really resonated with people who were frustrated.'" And Eastwood's not some gun-nut, either.

"I can't imagine how my mom would feel if she found out both of my brothers are on steroids right now," says Christopher Bell, the narrator and director of a new documentary called Bigger, Faster, Stronger. Well he can imagine it now, because he made a movie about his brothers being on steroids! Along with other important American cultural figures like Arnold Schwarzenegger, Hulk Hogan, and Sly Stallone. The film is billed as a real, down-to-earth look at all sides of the steroids issue, not just a one-sided condemnation. These drugs are for stupid people and cheaters, but they're also everywhere. Why can't you look like that ripped guy in the gym? Because he's on steroids. Simple! (Anybody know any media people on steroids? Email us). The early reviews are good, and this is yet another thing that guys can do this weekend instead of seeing Sex And The City. Watch the trailer, after the jump.

Hollywood's taking a stab at bringing sexy back to the world of the Valley in August, which posits Tom Sterling (Josh Hartnett) and brother Joshua (Adam Scott) as founders trying to keep their fictional Silicon Alley startup Razorfish Landshark afloat amidst 2001's dot-bomb. Androgynous rock legend David Bowie even has a cameo as an investor trying to wrest control of the company from the founders. Never have term sheets and board meetings been so exciting! More surprising? Andre Royo, best known for his gritty portrayal of the junkie with a heart of gold Bubbles on HBO's The Wire has a supporting role. And that, more than than the action-packed, fast-paced trailer, actually makes me want to see it.

Friends, we are just four short days away from the Sex and the City movie. The most important film ever shot in New York (and the most important film about women, ever) is getting huge buzz and, as it turns out, advance ticket sales. Fandango, the largest of the online-ticketing sites (think: annoying paper bag pre-movie ads) says that 94% of polled ticket buyers are ladies, and that 67% of pre-orderers are planning to go in a large group. My Chinatown bus straw poll yielded the same results: this gawker overheard a woman loudly talking on her cell phone saying that "I want it to be a whole night, we'll go to the movie, then get apple martinis. You, me, Jeannie, Donna, Tina. All the girls. Apple martinis, yeah. A whole Sex and the City theme." (She then yapped for an hour more about God knows what). Like The Devil Wears Prada before it, the SATC movie could prove that movies with a near-exclusive female audience can still be box office hits. For the few non-gay men in the audience it's a good thing that Miranda inexplicably shoots two handguns at once and then Samantha blows up about halfway through. [AP]

Kermit the Frog, Woody Allen, Diane Keaton, Fozzy Bear, Mariel Hemingway, Michael Murphy, Gonzo and Janice team up in this hilarious new comedy about love and sex in Manhattan. If you ask me, that Janice kid is going places fast! Trailer after the jump.