Friday, November 4, 2005

your weekend movie planner 11-4

Posted By on Fri, Nov 4, 2005 at 11:54 AM

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Some cool things playing in town this weekend:

Blow Out. A super 1981 thriller by Brian De Palma, cited by Quentin Tarantino as one of the best movies ever made: if you tell me you don't need to see it on the big screen because you've seen it on TV, I will come to your house in a John Lithgow mask and disconnect your cable. John Travolta is the Philadelphia horror-movie soundman who accidentally records a Chappaquiddick-like political accident—only to find, through meticulous reconstruction, it was no accident. The scene where Travolta assembles a movie from still frames up never fails to astonish me: it's like those performances where Penn & Teller deconstruct some magic trick in plain sight, yet the unveiling is somehow more magical than the trick. It's screening at 7 p.m. tonight; make sure you arrive five minutes late, so you can miss the idiot who's introducing it. (Frist Center)

Scarface. There's a word for a 24-hour stretch with two Brian De Palma classics in Nashville theaters: Christmas! Sure, you've seen De Palma's coke-stoked 1983 gangster epic on TV—but didn't it strike you as odd that the word "freak" was used about 174 times? No, you'll want to see this on the big screen—and take a bunch for friends for the inevitable post-film Tony Montana imitation contest. In Pacinospeak, "Yahwoomeh polluteh!" translates as "Your womb is polluted." (Not that it makes much sense that way either.) Best of all, this is showing Saturday on a double bill with Howard Hawks' awesome 1932 original—the film to shut up anyone who complains that old movies are stodgy, corny and sentimental. Say hello to my little friends. (Sarratt)

Keane. For Your Consideration: Damian Lewis as Best Actor. (Belcourt)

G. A hip-hop remake of The Great Gatsby? If you think that's a stupid idea, you've never seen an episode of Cribs or followed the expansion of Jay-Z's empire. The movie's messy and too ambitious, with plot threads that zing off in all directions, but Richard T. Jones has a fine, grave presence as the Gatsby figure. And it's about time a movie dug into the rich subject of rap as an agent of upward mobility, and the collision of new black millionaires and old white money on a suddenly level economic playing field. Suggested paper topic: "Gatsby: The Original Gangsta." (Hollywood 27)

SKIP: Saw II. Just what the world needs: pop entertainment that endorses morally justified torture and invites us to share in the fun.

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