Tuesday night, me and a bunch of cooler, hipper people, packed into the Northwest Film Forum for the launch party of a fundraising campaign for Reckless Spirits, a very funny short film from 2022 that the filmmakers hope to turn into a feature film in the future. Directed by former NWFF executive director Vee Hua 華婷婷, the film is billed as “A gender-fluid Latine performance artist and a neurotic Asian American therapist are led by a series of uncanny circumstances into a world of chakras, spirits, and a fanatic cult leader.”
Author: Chris Burlingame
Wicked is determined to be the crowd-pleasingest musical in the Emerald City, and beyond
It’s taken a long time, maybe twenty years, to get an adaptation of the popular novel by Gregory Maguire and more popular musical Wicked into theaters, and after seeing the film over the past weekend, it appears to be well worth the wait.
Hugh Grant serves up heebies and jeebies, along with a blueberry pie, in Heretic
It’s like Psycho with Mormons. That should be the tagline.
Joker: Folie à Deux sends in the (sad, sociopathic, murderous) clowns
The old adage that the original is always better than the sequel certainly applies here. It wouldn’t be hyperbole to say that Joker: Folie à Deux is the most unpleasant experience I’ve had in a movie theater since SIFF decided to screen the (almost literally) nauseating The Greasy Strangler for press and passholders.
Are We Not Film? SIFF DocFest returns this week
Tomorrow begins one of my favorite mini-festivals in Seattle: SIFF’s annual DocFest. It’s a week-long festival celebrating some of the best new-ish documentaries out there (and in true Seattle fashion, this week goes from Thursday to Thursday, so it is actually eight days long).
Sweetheart Deal is a moving story of heartbreak and tragedy on Aurora Avenue
Sweetheart Deal is 98 minutes of tragedy and heartbreak but it also felt so vital and important to tell the stories of these women who suffer from so much abuse and marginalization. “Sex work is work” and “my body, my choice” are good, rhetorical, platitudes (that I believe) but they are also too vague to meaningfully represent anyone whose choice and autonomy are often taken out of the equation, often by situations far beyond their control.
Beetlejuice Beetlejuice: Michael Keaton is the hardest-working spirit in the afterlife
I loved the expansive world-building Burton and his team put together. There were some cool visual effects and some running gags that were quite funny. I laughed hard whenever the late Charles Deetz was on screen. I also really liked the storyline between Winona Ryder and Jenna Ortega. Still, Beetlejuice Beetlejuice throws a lot of proverbial spaghetti at the proverbial wall and quite a bit of it sticks because a lot of it was thrown.
Deadpool and Wolverine team up: butts will be kicked, jokes will be cracked
Deadpool & Wolverine is something else. It’s a big mess of a movie, much of it entertaining, much of it tiresome. It throws so much at the wall, some of it sticks. It probably will delight a lot of Marvel fans. And even by my standards, it contains a lot of dick jokes.
With Fly Me to the Moon, ScarJo and Channing Tatum take romcoms to the final frontier
As I’m watching Fly Me to the Moon, the new ScarJo/Channing Tatum romcom, I imagined a bunch of hack-ish critics simultaneously thinking of how they’re going to fit “failure to launch” in their reviews. My prophecy was actualized. Still, the movie, while far from perfect, I quite enjoyed, much to my surprise.
Copa 71, or how to memory hole an entire World Cup for 50 years
There’s something remarkable about the opening scene of Copa 71. Brandi Chastain, hero of the winning American team of the 1991 Women’s World Cup, is given a tablet and shown footage of the 1971 Copa tournament, a massive women’s soccer competition in Mexico City two decades earlier than the first official FIFA Women’s World Cup. She had no idea it even existed. I suspect many other diehard women’s sports fans didn’t either (I certainly didn’t).