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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
I want a dragon. Continue reading
Shiloh Fernandez, Ashley Greene and Heath Freeman in Skateland. Continue reading
I would be wary of too highly praising the low-key and charming Cold Weather were it not for one thing: I went into the movie with what might’ve been, in another film, an unfairly high level of anticipation. A critic whose opinion I generally hold in high regard, L.A. Weekly’s Karina Longworth, called it the first unqualified hit of SXSW. Continue reading
I’m not the world’s biggest Motörhead fan, but even I can’t even see the name “Lemmy” without seeing that creased brow and hearing “The ace of spades! The ace of spades!” in my head. Motörhead is universal; Motörhead is monumental. Motörhead’s Lemmy is as deserving of a documentary as any musician who’s been doing his thing for more than 30 loud years. Continue reading