What would it take to make you fall off the upstairs balcony at your house in the middle of the day? Could you imagine being so intoxicated by your own karaoke performance of "The Humpty Dance" that it sends you a-tumbling?
If you dropped a cute kitten into Michael Mann's "Heat," would Robert De Niro have gone all soft and goo-goo eyed? Might Wesley Snipes' drug empire in "New Jack City" been brought to its knees by a cuddly face with whiskers? Could Al Pacino's rage in "Scarface" have been melted away by a feline "little friend"?
This we know: On Dec. 21, 1970, Elvis Presley showed up bright and early at the White House gates, delivering a barely legible note he’d scrawled on American Airlines stationery to President Richard Nixon.
Last Saturday’s screening of the Orson Welles rarity “Chimes at Midnight” at Muse Arts Warehouse could be viewed as a sort of unofficial fourth film in the SCAD Cinema Circle’s forthcoming three-feature salute to that most celebrated of filmic legends.
“Play your early stuff,” is the advice given to the punk band The Ain’t Rights when their dirt-broke, gas-siphoning tour lands a last-minute gig at an Oregon backwoods roadhouse in Jeremy Saulnier’s brisk and brutal genre exercise “Green Room.”
April 15 marks the fifth year in a row that the Broughton Street branch of Southeastern clothing and outdoor gear retailer Half-Moon Outfitters has brought the celebrated Banff Mountain Film Festival World Tour to our distinctly mountain-challenged city.
In “Allegiant,” the latest installment of “The Divergent Series” (three out of four), dystopian Chicago might be in disarray, but it’s also become as dull as our heroine Tris’ shapeless, grey Abnegation frocks from the first pic.
The rise of the so-called “faith-based film” — typically low-budget films that are almost uniformly evangelical — has occurred largely in a bubble of its own like a sheltering harbor for Christian believers at that heathen meeting place: the multiplex.
Next Wednesday, March 23, the PFS presents another one of its trademark “mystery screenings,” this time starring one of Hollywood’s most recognizable leading men: James Caan. And let me tell ya, it’s not a dud.