1. Ocean's Thirteen—$37.080 million
One might have expected that a movie featuring The King of Hollywood, Angelina Jolie's Pretty Boy Partner, and Al Pacino spray-tanned to the exact hue of an expertly basted turkey could have scared up $50 million during a season in which the much-unclamored-for Shrek the Third put up a nine-figure opening. Unfortunately, the moviegoing public chose to punish George Clooney and Brad Pitt for the entertainment industry's blockbuster-recycling sins, perhaps not realizing that withholding their box office dollars could negatively impact the do-gooding pair's ability to conduct their many charitable activities. If a Vietnamese orphan goes unapopted into a high-powered Hollywood family because of a shortfall in Pitt's profit participation, blame yourselves, America. You should have waited for the new Fantastic Four movie to send your message of frustration to the greedy studios.

2. Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End—$21.316 million
Looking for a new and exciting way to support the Pirates franchise? Here you go.

3. Knocked Up—$20.017 million
The summer's runaway comedy hit enjoyed a healthy second-weekend take as moviegoers hungry for debate on the hot-button smashmortion issue returned to the theater, taking the opportunity of a second viewing to weigh more carefully the pro-"taking care of it" arguments presented by Ben's fat friend and the mom from Growing Pains.

4. Surf's Up—$18 million
Just when you thought Happy Feet exhausted the dramatic possibilities of March of the Penguins-inspired animated movies, Sony comes along and throws in some surfing, reinvigorating the entire genre.

5. Shrek the Third—$15.750 million
Right about now, someone in the DreamWorks Animation marketing department is making some calls to ascertain how quickly they can get a green 13" television with ogre horns onto the shelves at Toys R Us.

• WEEKEND BOX OFFICE June 8-10, 2007 [Box Office Mojo]

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Thanks to the collapsing dollar, mandatory first-class travel (if not $150,000 private jet trips) for both movie stars and their countless handlers and friends, and Cannes' onerous minimum-night hotel rules, the price tag for a Cannes unveiling can be staggering, often four times (or more) the tab for an equally lavish Hollywood premiere. A suite at the popular Majestic Hotel costs about $2,500 a night, while a big room at the swank Carlton can run up to $3,000. The tiniest room at the ultra-luxurious Hotel du Cap is more than $1,000 a night, with suites logarithmically higher.

["Marky" Mark] Wahlberg, the costar of this year's Cannes entry "We Own the Night," asked that he and his five-member entourage stay at the Du Cap. But the film's producers, 2929 Entertainment, said it was only willing to pay for Wahlberg and a few assistants, not his entire retinue. Wahlberg has now told 2929 he won't be attending the festival. The production company declined to comment, and Wahlberg's talent agency did not immediately respond to a request for comment.

Wahlberg (whom we hardly need to remind you is the inspiration for Entourage, so he has a rep to maintain) certainly won't feel any better about 2929's refusal to meet his freeloader-indulging demands when good pal George Clooney, at Cannes for the spectacular international debut of Ocean's 13, phones him each night of the festival to brag about how deep-pocketed Warner Bros. not only put up his second masseuse (lumbar region and manual releases only) in a Du Cap suite, they even offered to build a perfect replica of his L.A. home on the roof of the hotel so that his stay in France would be as comfortable as possible.

• In a Cannes prix fix [LAT]

I was at the "American Cinematheque Moving Picture Ball" honoring George Clooney at the Beverly Hilton on Friday night. He is quite dashing in person, by the way. Anywho, the show was a sort of roast of him, and many actors got up to tease him and say funny things about him, and he laughed genuinely and charmingly for almost all of it. When Ellen Barkin got up, though, she said, "I am one of the only women who will admit it - I fucked George Clooney!" Yes, she actually said "fucked." Tres classy. I looked over at George and he did not seem to think it was so funny. It was only after that I read gossip about her crushing on him and vice versa on the set of Oceans 13.

Of course, the nature of the event gave Barkin's publicist a convenient way to buy back her client's declaration of a Clooney conquest, as the flack told Rush & Molloy that she "was just goofing around. It was a roast. She was being funny." But due to the new George Clooney Actress-Fucking Uncertainty Principle established by the recent announcement of his campaign to plunge the entire gossip industry into turmoil by intentionally sending the celebrity-obsessed press on wild goose chases, we suppose that we can never really know whether or not he's willing to do his older co-stars during downtime on the set.

• Barkin finds her Clooney closeup 'Ocean's' of fun [Rush & Molloy]
• Previously: George Clooney Unveils Surprisingly Compassionate Plan To Foil Paparazzi And The Magazines That Abet Them [Defamer]