Mr. & Mrs. Smith (Fox) The pairing of Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, both in real life and on celluloid, is so obvious as to be almost cartoonish. So even though both are better actors than they need to be, they perfectly belong in this goofy, explosiony world. Married assassins,…
I usually wind up on the sofa every night, watching those badly dubbed episodes of Sex and the City that are breeding like rabbits all over late-night cable stations. Probably you’ve seen them, squeezed between carpet-cleaning commercials and sanitized to the point of absurdity, all the “twats” and “fuckers” re-looped…
A common criticism of Hollywood from the right side of the political spectrum is that it hasn’t made any movies that deal with the War on Terror, the way it did with World War II, for example. The truth is that it’s probably less an example of political bias than…
It begins with a very literal cliffhanger. Five snowboarders — the best in their field, we’re told — are dropped off via helicopter atop an Alaskan mountain called 7601, imaginatively named for its height above sea level. Swooping aerial shots around the peak convince us that it’s steep, high and…
The holiday season may be the only time of year we’re prepared to kill other shoppers — right in the middle of the aisle — if they dare lay their hands on that last, limited-edition Star Wars thingamajig that every kid in the world seems to want. Or that damn…
The controversy-starved folks at People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals may freak when word hits the street about Tara Logsdon’s hands-on operation “Ursidae Anaplasty” (Latin for “bear plastic surgery”) during the “Stuffed Animal Show” at Waycool. But before PETA starts protesting, we should tell you that the furry patients…
12/2-12/16Jason Hill’s retro-futurism is so bright, he’s gotta wear shades. You will, too, when you view his blindingly vivid works, which seem to leap out of their frames and smack you right between the eyes. It wouldn’t be too much of a stretch to liken Hill to Ed Mell, another…
FRI 12/2The giant squid may have eluded scientists for decades, but Phoenix artist Pete Deise has been capturing them for years — in metal, that is. Deise creates steel sculptures (including one at the airport and another in front of My Florist Cafe) with characteristic tentacles. His latest exhibition, “Ascension,”…
12/2-12/3Filmmaker Warren Miller is to skiing what Bruce Brown is to surfing. Brown’s instant-classic flicks The Endless Summer (1966) and Endless Summer II: The Journey Continues (1994) follow two generations of surfers seeking the perfect wave. The prolific Miller averages a film a year, and all deal with winter-sports fanatics…
THU 12/1The Reggaeton Festival 2005 is like a yummy mixed drink: two parts reggae, one part hip-hop, one part Latin dance, with just a splash of techno and dancehall. The Puerto Rican brew of Caribbean music and rap (mostly in Spanglish) will shake up the Venue of Scottsdale, 7117 East…
Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress (Empire) Caterina in the Big City (Empire) CSI: Five-Season Pack (Paramount) Death to the Supermodels (Columbia/Tristar) Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo (Columbia/Tristar) Empire (Buena Vista) Family Guy: Volume 3 (Fox) Formula 17 (Strand) The Frighteners: Director’s Cut (Universal) The Hives: Tussles in Brussels (Universal Music)…
THU 1It’s high time the Hooters girls did a little ogling of their own, and they’ll get an eyeful of topless man meat at the Arizona Bad Boys Single Elimination Boxing Tournament, which crowns Arizona’s toughest lightweight, middleweight and heavyweight hunks. The tourney features amateurs with no previous pro boxing…
There isn’t a single image of Phoenix in the “Big City: Cityscapes and Urban Life” exhibition at Phoenix Art Museum. Which is odd, seeing as how there are only a handful of cities in the country bigger than this one. Don’t we rate at least one tiny watercolor in a…
Deep down, we all want money for nothing and chicks for free. Back in 1985, when Dire Straits first revealed this eternal truth, it seemed that any goofball with a DayGlo headband could pour himself into package-hugging spandex and become a rock star. But it turned out that noodling on…
Punishment Park (New Yorker Video) This 1971 movie from director Peter Watkins could have been made yesterday, which is no doubt why it finally sees video release long after accruing cult status. Born of the filmmaker’s outrage over the Kent State killings, the war in Vietnam, and other abominations of…
For those of us who dug Rob McKittrick’s recent comedy Waiting . . . , Just Friends offers up some good news: Ryan Reynolds and Anna Faris are together again as a dysfunctional couple. He’s a slick music executive named Chris Brander, still traumatized at having gotten the “Let’s just…
Ever since its Broadway debut in 1996, Rent has generated a loyal, almost cultlike following. Showered with praise, the Pulitzer Prize-winning musical touched a nerve among the young, artistic, gay, urban, and alternatively dressed people who identified as outsiders and wondered how they would make their way in the world…
A few weeks ago, Harold Ramis was sitting in a hotel conference room discussing the subtext of The Ice Harvest, his new film based on the novel by Scott Phillips and adapted by Robert Benton and Richard Russo. Ramis explained he took the project, which Benton (Nobody’s Fool, The Human…
Most movies intend to entertain or inform us, or maybe take our minds momentarily off personal problems — that bullet-riddled body in the trunk, say, or Aunt Edna’s arrest for shoplifting doughnuts. Presumably, no picture really means to make an airtight case against children. But after sitting through the witless,…
Writer and director Noah Baumbach has made three light films — one so slight (1997’s party-hopping Highball), it didn’t see release ’til five years after its completion, and even then it snuck onto video-store shelves credited to a pseudonymous writer and director. There was nothing on his filmography — not…
At first glance, Mando Rascon could easily be dismissed as just another tattoo artist. His arms are awash with numerous inked designs, half-covered by the nondescript black tee shirt he usually wears while slinging ink at No Regrets Tattoo Parlor in Tempe. But what most people wouldn’t suspect is that…
The ’80s is the decade you hate to love. Poufy-hair bands. Parachute pants. Pegged jeans. Moon boots. Jelly shoes. Linn drums. Madonna’s mysteriously vanishing mole. All that yecchy stuff you thought you’d left behind. Like, whew, glad that’s over. But in our secret hearts, we kinda dug it, didn’t we?…
