Generally when we recommend an older movie in My, What a Busy Week! or something, it's because the film's particularly beloved, or particularly rare, or screening on increasingly non-existent 35mm film, or any number of other things that make it an out-of-the-ordinary screening. The Untouchables—currently playing at the Laurelhurst via a slick DCP—isn't necessarily any of those things, but it's still worth heading out to the theater to see. (Yeah, it's also on Netflix Instant, but you'd be doing yourself a disservice not to see it on the big screen while you can.)
Directed by Brian De Palma and written by David Mamet, The Untouchables also features music by Ennio Morricone and at least two great performances, from Robert De Niro (as Al Capone) and Sean Connery (as "Grumpy Old Sean Connery"). (Kevin Costner has had a lot of good performances, but his turn in this, as Eliot Ness, is... not one of them.) It also turns into a western for about 20 minutes in the middle for no discernible reason? This is a thing more movies should do.
It's remarkably melodramatic—neither Morricone's score, nor De Palma's zany camera moves, nor De Niro swinging a baseball bat are things that anyone would call "subtle"—and it feels less like it was made in 1987 and more like it was made a few decades earlier. But, in large part because of that, it just feels fun; even crammed into one of the Laurelhurt's shoebox-small auditoriums, it's still reminiscent of what watching movies used to feel like. It plays nightly at 9:30, with the last show this Thursday, and I'd say it's one of the better uses of your movie-going time this week.