This week’s Lady Gaga/Beyoncé video is pretty hard to top in terms of entertainment, but a few movies are gonna try their damnedest this weekend:
Green Zone: Jason Bourne goes to Iraq! (Note to people who keep going to Paul Greengrass movies and then keep complaining about the shaky cam: Stop going to Paul Greengrass movies. Or, I don’t know, take a Dramamine or something.)
She’s Out of My League: A film about Portland men and their girlfriends.
The Art of the Steal: UNLEASH THE FURIOUS ART NERDS!
Our Family Wedding: God this thing sounds awful.
Rocaterrania: Wow. That sounds even worse.
Remember Me: Note: I am about to spoil the ending of Remember Me by running Lindy West’s entire spoiler-iffic capsule review of the film. I think I’m doing you a favor by doing this—but if you’re actually considering seeing Remember Me, and you actually care how it ends… um, don’t read this block quote.
Tyler (Robert Pattinson), a New York college student still reeling from his brother’s suicide, meets Allie (Emilie de Ravin), still reeling from her mother’s murder. Meanwhile, he struggles with a brutally distant dad and an oddball little sis; she struggles with an angry cop dad and a propensity for saying annoying shit. Tyler and Allie have sex. They cling to each other. They love each other soooooo much! Remember Me puts its characters (and audience) through an absurd lot of trauma: There are beatings, arrests, lies, betrayals, break-ups, make-ups, tears, hot sexings, apologies, and apologies accepted. And then, at the end of the movie, once things are finally looking up—when Allie is smiling and making French toast, when Tyler is waiting for his dad (whose heart has finally defrosted) in his high-rise office, when Tyler’s little sister, her tormentors cowed at last, sits contentedly in class—Tyler gazes out the office window at the sunny horizon. Then the little sister’s teacher moves aside to reveal the date written on the blackboard: It is September 11, 2001. The camera pulls back. Tyler stands framed in the window of the fucking World Trade Center. History’s most famous plane crashes right into Tyler’s stupid face. HAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAAAAA! Fuck off. LINDY WEST
Heh. Good one, Remember Me!
Meanwhile, the broadly defined Frontier Justice series kicks off at the Northwest Film Center, Conan the Destroyer is at the Bagdad, and Sleeper is at the Laurelhurst. Sleeper is fantastic:
More, as ever, in our Film Shorts and Movie Times.
“(For a quick illustration of this point, Portlanders, look around—as a rule, the men in this town aren’t as pretty by half as their girlfriends.) “
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