Eugene Weekly

The way I feel about running can be summed up in one tiny word: No. No, no, no; no to being sweaty and uncomfortable and having aching knees and feeling like I can’t breathe. (I blame high school gym class for all of this, by the by.) Continue reading →

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I can’t decide which gave me a bigger squee in Scott Pilgrim vs. the World: the tinkling fairy fountain music from Zelda? Or Nega Scott’s super-resemblance to evil Link. Or maybe … no … yes … I CAN’T PICK! (You read and watch enough Scott Pilgrim, you’ll start being indecisive in all caps too, OK?) Continue reading →

You could — and should — go see Winter’s Bone at the Bijou. But this weekend there’s an extra-special reason to get over to the theater: Jean-Pierre Jeunet and Marc Caro’s incredible, whimsical, strange, dark and lovely The City of Lost Children is playing. Why? “Just a wild hair,” says the Bijou’s Louise Thomas. Works for me. Continue reading →

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This well-ordered and wisely chosen selection of shorts from Portland’s Northwest Film and Video Festival is a promising overview of Northwest short film. Most of the selections are smart, spry and inventive — and a surprising number are animated, all in different styles and with wildly varying subject matter. “The Mouse That Soared,” which opens the program, is a playful, vividly colored short that aspires to be one of the brief, wordless pieces that preface Pixar films. The animation is a little high-gloss, but the characters are charming. Continue reading →

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