24 Hours on Craigslist
Director Michael Ferris Gibson has compiled an exhaustive array of interviews, opening innocuously enough with folks selling household goods, then taking a turn for the hardcore as he explores how sex, drugs, and rock 'n' roll intersect on the online bulletin board. The biggest misstep made by Gibson (other than the inclusion of some truly godawful music) is in devoting so much screen time to people selling strollers and boats; his documentary is at its most interesting when it explores how Craigslist functions as part of the sexual counterculture. (Alison Hallett) Clinton Street Theater

A film, predictably enough, about Truman Capote, Capote follows the writer during the creation of In Cold Blood, the book that both made him a household name and distressed him so much that he never completed another work. Capote is a film that will reward you with its design and execution, if you're willing to suspend the temptation of hair-trigger judgments that may be provoked by its sometimes difficult complexity. I highly recommend you do so. (Evan James) Fox Tower 10

Hey, remember Alicia Silverstone? Yeah, us neither. Pix Patisserie

The Devil's Rain
Ernest Borgnine and Tom Skerritt star in 1975's tale of Satanists with creepy powers. Also featuring John Travolta, who hopefully gets beaten down by aforementioned creepy powers. Laurelhurst

Domino (Keira Knightley) is your garden-variety wild child in Beverly Hills—until she teams up with underrated bounty hunters Ed (the nasty-ass Mickey Rourke) and Choco (the hot-as-fuck Edgar Ramirez) to hunt bounty using gats and nunchucks. And it gets better: 90210's Brian Austin Green and Ian Ziering show up to play themselves as hosts of a bounty hunter reality show! While I can't really file it under "good," Domino is certainly enjoyable. And did I mention Brian Austin Green gets his nose broken? I mean, what else do you need? (Will Gardner) Oak Grove 8 Theater

Quite honestly, Doom—which stars wrestling cartoon the Rock and Lord of the Rings refugee Karl Urban—isn't all that bad, for what it is. But what it is ain't much. (It's a backhanded, feeble compliment to crown the film as the best videogame adaptation thus far.) Doom is about shooting monsters, loud noises, and explosions, all things that are here in great quantities—as are retarded plot developments and a near-fetishistic appreciation for firearms. (One subtle item—the B.F.G., short for "big fucking gun"—has a more nuanced role than most of the film's characters.) (Erik Henriksen) Regal Cinemas, etc.

Dakota Fanning is the spawn of Satan. That's the only plausible explanation: The horrible little beady eyes, the expressions of pure evil, the way she captivates middle-aged women. How else could she possibly star in atrocious movie after atrocious movie and still have Hollywood producers knocking down her door? In fact, I'd wager that Satan himself might also be the mastermind behind this whole movie, which also has something to do with horses and Kurt Russell. Nothing else could account for the sheer horror that is Dreamer. If you don't believe me, and still really want to see Dreamer, let me save you the trouble: Don't. Your soul is worth more than that. (Mike Filtz) Oak Grove 8 Theater, Century Eastport 16, Century 16 Cedar Hills Crossing, Tigard Cinemas, Pioneer Place Stadium 6, Evergreen Parkway, Sherwood 10, Hilltop, Division Street, City Center 12, Lloyd Mall, Wilsonville

Edvard Munch
The reason that we don't have a more detailed film short about Edvard Munch is that we couldn't pay any writer enough money to sit through a three-hour documentary about the Norwegian Expressionist. Even if he did paint "The Scream." Which we still don't care about. Guild, Whitsell Auditorium

In short, cue the soundtrack-enabling emo events: Drew's (Orlando Bloom) awkward/heartwarming reunion with his extended family, Drew and Claire's (Kirsten Dunst) budding romance, Drew's very Jerry Maguire-ish awakening, and long sequences that exist for no other reason than to celebrate filmmaker Cameron Crowe's encyclopedic knowledge of, and boundless love for, pop music and rock 'n' roll Americana. Together, all of Elizabethtown's style and vibe has just enough weight to justify the film's plot, but none beyond that; you have to respect a guy who can include both suicide and death as major plot points yet make both come across as moments of mere inconsequential whimsy. (Erik Henriksen) Regal Cinemas, etc.

The Evil Dead & Evil Dead 2 & Army of Darkness
Sam Raimi's whole Evil Dead trilogy—all in a row, and all for free! Halloween-appropriate movies don't get much better than this, folks, so grab your boomstick, swing by S-Mart for a chainsaw, and get ready for blood, guts, and laughs. Alberta Street Pub

The Exorcism of Emily Rose
When I was a kid, I had terminal insomnia because of a fear of being possessed by the Devil. So while I should have been terrified of The Exorcism of Emily Rose, I wasn't—while the movie's ads would have you think it's a horror movie, Emily Rose is actually a manipulatively marketed courtroom drama, and one that ranks well below an episode of Law & Order. Oh, and if you don't believe that this movie is crap, simply examine the rating: A neutered PG-13. If anything deserves to be exorcised, it's supposedly scary movies bearing a kid-friendly rating. (Katie Shimer) Avalon, Mt. Hood Theater, Mission Theater

The Fog
Most ways in which to criticize a shitty horror remake like this have already been inked at one time or another. But if we moviegoers had known this was coming, we could've saved them all up and blasted 'em at this abomination with a Super Soaker 8000. Somewhat similarly to John Carpenter's mediocre 1980 orig', a fishing town is enshrouded by a think blanket of killer fog containing zombie-ghosts. Note: There is no hot sex, no gore, no funny one-liners, and no anything else that the '80s taught us was crucial to horror. What's happening to horror these days? (Jenna Roadman) Oak Grove 8 Theater, Century Eastport 16, Division Street, Lloyd Cinemas, Evergreen Parkway, Hilltop, 99W Drive-In, Westgate

A hiphop mogul (Richard T. Jones) longs for the one thing he doesn't have: Sky (Chenoa Maxwell), who's married to a cheating bastard (Blair Underwood). G wasn't screened for critics, which means it's probably about as good as Bow Wow's latest record. That is to say, bad. Lloyd Mall

Good Night, and Good Luck
By now, Edward R. Murrow has almost been forgotten as one of journalism's greatest. But when Murrow took a stand against Senator Joseph McCarthy in the 1950s, he cemented himself as one of journalism's best and boldest. George Clooney's excellent film follows Murrow as CBS airs his exposés on McCarthy's rampageous anti-communist crusade. As a director, Clooney continues to impress; here, with help from charged performances and gorgeous black-and-white cinematography, he utterly immerses the audience in the uncertain era of Murrow's exploits. But what's so powerful about Good Night isn't how authentically it depicts an antiquated era in responsible reportage—as outdated as Murrow's TV programs feel, the film is disconcertingly relevant when one considers the gap between what Murrow worked to make news into (smart, objective, and daring) and what it has become (the prosaic, sound-bite-centric CNN and the simplistic sermons of Fox News and Air America). (Erik Henriksen) Fox Tower 10, Century 16 Cedar Hills Crossing, Century Eastport 16

The Hills Have Eyes
Remember when Wes Craven made good movies? Refresh your memory with his 1977 flick about a family that's attacked by a group of savages. Clinton Street Theater

In God's Country
This depressing documentary, originally made for French public television, shows the small farm town of Glencoe, Minnesota before and after Ronald Reagan was elected president—in other words, how the Reagan Administration made their shit-hole town into even more of a wasteland of handlebar moustaches and bad teeth. That said, you can't help but laugh at country folk dressed in early '80s garb that any indie rocker would now pay a fortune for on eBay. (Christine S. Blystone) Guild

IT (Independent Tuesdays)
Nocturnal's homemade film and video event—now at Acme! Acme

There's a lot of drama goin' on in Junebug, and the film hinges on the ability of its actors to convey a remarkable range of emotion with a relatively taciturn script. But while the script isn't anything special, the cast's compelling acting results in a modest, thoughtful film that quietly exceeds the low standards it sets for itself. (Alison Hallett) Laurelhurst

KnowFilmFast Film Horror Competition
See My, What a Busy Week! pg. 17. The Know

La Ofrenda: The Day of the Dead
Lourdes Portillo and Susana Blaustein Muñoz's documentary, screened as part of La Palabra's Day of the Dead Celebration. By reservation only; see rovingecho.org or call 750-1415 for more info. La Palabra Cafe Press

Le Grand Voyage
Reda (Nicolas Cazalé) is forced to take his father on a pilgrimage to Mecca in an old beater car. They're on the road for days, and, just like a real road trip with your parents, this film will bore the crap out of you. (Christine S. Blystone) Hollywood Theatre

The Legend of Zorro
See review this issue. Regal Cinemas, etc.

Woody Allen's 1979 classic about love, words, and neuroses. Fifth Avenue Cinemas

May Fools
Louis Malle's film about a family gathering for a funeral in the spring of 1968. Guild

Artist Dave McKean's status as preferred wallpaperer to the goths is well deserved. Working as a cover artist for, among others, writer Neil Gaiman's legendary Sandman comic series, McKean's compositions incorporate bones, splinters, and junk-store detritus into a darkly creepy whole. Mirrormask, McKean's much-anticipated feature-length directorial debut, shows that whatever his gifts, moving pictures may not yet be his medium. Taken on a shot-by-shot basis, McKean's talents for design are more than evident, with bizarro cityscapes and oddball characters rendered even more impressive by the miniscule $4 million budget. On a whole, however, the results are less Lewis Carroll and more Labyrinth. Working again with Gaiman, McKean has crafted a curious oddity: a unique new world, crammed to the gills with invention, which comes off as almost completely static. A fantasy can be a lot of things, but dull shouldn't be one of them. (Andrew Wright) Fox Tower 10

Never Been Thawed
Nothing turns me off from a movie faster than slapping "This year's Napoleon Dynamite!" on the poster. In any case, Never Been Thawed is more like an homage to Best in Show: The film follows the misadventures of a frozen entrée collectors club, and characters run the quirk-laden gamut. There's a fraudulent Christian rock band, a flamboyant firefighter "cured" of his sexuality, a girl who works at a celibacy clinic. But the beauty of a movie like Best in Show is that nobody breaks character, and the characters are actually believable. Here, the annoying doses of irony are so heavy that they're impossible to accept. (Evan James) Hollywood Theatre

Nine Lives
See review this issue. Fox Tower 10

Occupation: Dreamland
Just in case you don't already know that it's a hopelessly junked up scene over in Iraq, here's some more evidence to keep you scared at night. This documentary follows American soldiers stationed in an abandoned resort in Al Fallujah. Bored, young, and confused, they feel ripped off and don't know what they're fighting for—basically confirming every tidbit of bad news you've seen about the situation over there. Ordinarily, I'd insist that we're obligated to watch this kind of reality considering our role in the world, but this documentary is so simple, bleak, and solution-free that I'll let you off the hook—this time. (Marjorie Skinner) Guild

Panorama Epherma
Can the mythos and spirit of America be distilled from archival footage of hog-rendering plants and speed-typing demonstrations? This is the challenge that Rick Prelinger assumed in Panorama Ephemera, a fun (if occasionally tedious) montage of educational, industrial, and advertising films culled from the '40s and '50s. With hilariously sanitized clips of hypnotism experiments, crash test dummies, pioneer reenactments, labor riots, and railroad safety lectures, Panorama Ephemera frequently taps into attitudes and conventions that can only be described as uniquely American. The director also took the extra step of releasing Panorama Ephemera under a Creative Commons license, and posts his Final Cut Pro copy online, welcoming anybody who wants to sample or remix the film. That's not very American of him—and we love it! (Chas Bowie) Guild

See review this issue. Regal Cinemas, etc.

Saw II
See review this issue. Regal Cinemas, etc.

Separate Lies
Based on a novel by Nigel Balchin, Separate Lies follows a hazy period of time in the lives of extremely wealthy Londoners James and Anne Manning (Tom Wilkinson and Emily Watson). The world of contemporary upper-class Britain is ripe for ridiculous satire, but here filmmaker Julian Fellowes doesn't seem interested in skewering it, as he did with Gosford Park and Vanity Fair. Instead he focuses on a sucky murder plot and an allegedly steamy affair that is only discussed, never shown. The result is a film that makes you wonder why the hell these sort of films ever get made at all. (Justin Sanders) Hollywood Theatre

The Silent World
See review this issue. Guild

Sing-Along Wizard of Oz
The wildly popular Judy Garland classic sung by you and a couple hundred new friends. Also: A costume contest! Finally—an excuse to wear that Tin Man costume you've been making out of duct tape and cardboard all these years! Clinton Street Theater

Spider Baby
Jack Hill's 1968 horror film about an inbred family. Laurelhurst

Ewan McGregor plays Sam, a psychiatrist whose patient plans to kill himself at midnight on his 21st birthday. Sam, therefore, finds himself in a race against time and insanity to save his patient—but the case becomes increasingly bizarre, dealing blows to Sam's own mental stability. Much in the vein of films like Jacob's Ladder, The Sixth Sense, and Memento, Stay relies on creepy perceptual techniques and paranoid plot twists to lead the audience on a Mr. Toad's Wild Ride of psychological thrills. But like Bush clinging to the coattails of Nirvana and Soundgarden, it's come too late to the genre party. (Marjorie Skinner) Century Eastport 16, Century 16 Cedar Hills Crossing, Evergreen Parkway, Sherwood 10, Lloyd Mall, City Center 12

Three... Extremes
See review this issue. Cinema 21

Trials of Henry Kissinger
Like Christopher Hitchens' book The Trial of Henry Kissinger, the film makes the case for bringing Kissinger to trial for his war crimes—and he's already been subpoenaed in five separate countries. It's very BBC, but still fascinating. (Sean Nelson) PSU Smith Memorial Student Union

Warren Miller's Higher Ground
More ski porn from the Warren Miller Ski Porn Association. Featuring footage of heli-skiing, snowboarding, and just plain normal skiing, shot everywhere from Alaska to Switzerland. Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall

The Weather Man
See review this issue. Regal Cinemas, etc.

Where the Truth Lies
See review this issue. Fox Tower 10

The Work and the Glory: American Zion
While this film's generic preview goes to great lengths to make The Work and the Glory look like just another crappy costume drama, the truth is that this is just another crappy costume drama... about MORMONS! Century 16 Cedar Hills Crossing, Century Eastport 16