The Green Zone is what action movies are supposed to look like. A suspenseful, high-voltage, in-your-face action drama with a plausible scenario, this may be the best action flick I've ever seen. And if film editor Christopher Rouse doesn't get an Academy Award for his work, there is no justice in this world.
With a premise inspired by the real-life events found in Rajiv Chandrasekaran's 2006 book Imperial Life in the Emerald City, Green Zone is the story of a U.S. Army officer who went rogue after discovering faulty intelligence and was instrumental in blowing the lid off the truth behind WMDs during the same year the Pentagon and the White House were declaring “mission accomplished.” The movie takes its cues from the ignorance and objectives that came from inside the Green Zone, a safety area including the old Republican Palace where American decision-makers were cut off from Iraqi reality.
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Once More, With Meaning: Edward gets emotional in the melodramatic romance Remember Me
How to describe Remember Me? It's this decade's Cruel Intentions. There's the snappy, self-conscious dialogue and the ambitious plotting and the self-important ending. And, oh, what a self-important ending there is. However, it's not as crass as other reviewers will have you believe and certainly not as tasteless as they are righteously suggesting. It's actually darn creatively executed, and if only it had finished just two or three brief scenes earlier it would be just fine, and interesting.
Robert Pattinson plays Tyler, a New-York-bohemian-apartment-dwelling, chain-smoking, wittily verbose, terribly well-read, 21-year-old Strand bookstore employee who scribbles endlessly in dirty notebooks and rides a bike. Emilie de Ravin plays Ally, the daughter of the cop who arrests Tyler during a drunken brawl, and who Tyler decides to date on a dare. She has a patchy personality, mostly hanging on two points: That she likes to eat her dessert before her main course in restaurants, and that she witnessed the murder of her mother on a subway platform. Tyler has a mean, distant dad played by Pierce Brosnan, a very likeably precocious little sister and a brother who committed suicide. The pair are brought closer when Ally's father flips out and hits her, and yet closer by the mutual mess that ensues.
Guys… I'm Not So Bad!
I Love Televisionโข reader Amy Ann writes: “Dear Wm.โข Steven Humphrey: Sandra Bullock rocks!! she does not have a mustache. And she should win best actress award. She has acomplished more in her life then u have. All u do is write stupid columns in a free paper. Get over yourself.”
In a similar vein, I Love Televisionโข reader Lauren writes: “I really wish people would think before they spoke. So what you don't like Sandra. You make it seems like she took the roll in The Blind Side just to spite black people. You must be very lonely to have that much [hate] for a person.”
Our Picks for 3/17 – 3/25: Bend for Haiti Concert, Renegade Rollergirls, Irish Rovers, John Cruz and more
More Bars In More Places Tour
thursday 18
This hip-hop and DJ tour features some big names in the indie game, including Knobody (or Hieroglyphics fame), Germane, The Tones, Dice, DJ Caput live, as well as local rap stalwarts Cloaked Characters. It's going down in The Annex, perhaps one of the most underutilized yet classy local venues that should nicely accommodate this quality hip-hop showcase. $5. 21+. 8pm. The Annex, 51 NW Greenwood Ave.
Something To Sleep On: Jo Lundberg Art Show
friday 19
Local artist Jo Lundberg displays all her zany new work, including large-scale oil paintings at this art show, which also features one of Bend's most intriguing new bands, Yenn. These psychedelic rockers blend a bubbly sixties-ish brand of pop and finish it with a headphones-friendly production sheen – but live they bring a party to its feet. Doors open at 6pm. Poethouse Art, 55 NW Minnesota Ave.
This Means War!
Now hold on just a second there, Mr. Tom Brokaw (noted former anchorman and author of the best-selling book The Greatest Generation)! If you ask me, I think it's bullpoopy of you to single-handedly decide that the people who fought in World War II are going to be forever known as “the greatest generation.” I mean, C'MON. My generation is pretty awesome, too! After all, we're the generation that invented Internet porn. And the Transformers. And decent marijuana. In case you didn't know, the so-called “greatest generation's” dope SUCKED. (Don't believe me? Ask my grandpa and his cataracts!)
Who'll Stop The Rain?: Cinematic presentation drowns Heavy Rain
I knew Heavy Rain was going to be an artsy game as soon as it instructed me to take a piece of paper and fold it into an origami bird. Shortly thereafter I got to see a man's naked ass. By the time the game's female shower scene happened – with the camera swirling around the girl's breasts in intoxicated filmschool closeup – Heavy Rain had sunk so far into pretentious territory that I could tell without looking it had been made by the French.
Down the Garbage Hole: Tim Burton brings us a most un-wonderful Alice In Wonderland
Tim Burton's Alice In Wonderland is a film so half-assed, so slap-dash, so unbearably boring that I can't even care enough to fully concentrate on writing this review. I am distracting myself with the Oscars – and finding even the interpretative dance sequence to the soundtrack of The Hurt Locker miles more entertaining than the tepid trash Burton is peddling as an adaptation of Lewis Carroll's fascinating classic.
The self-consciously wacky director takes a tale brimming with images, historical and cultural references, poems, songs and extraordinary invention, reduces it to a handful of glib catchphrases, then repeats these ad nauseam – while constantly informing us of what has happened, what will happen and what is happening in the style of one of those reality TV shows desperately low on interesting content. Think of all the bits you love from the book, or the Disney cartoon even; well you won't find them here – Burton instead sees fit to strike out the original story and replace it with a CliffsNotes sequel.
The Righter and the Wronger: Flying bullets dispense final justice in Brooklyn's Finest
Going into Brooklyn's Finest I didn't expect something special, but I came out somewhat amazed at how bland it really was. It's a lame attempt at combining Training Day and Crash that comes off like a mediocre television crime drama.
Finest begins with an ominous black car silhouetted in front of a New York cityscape, as Vincent D'Onofrio delivers a foreboding monologue about what's “righter and wronger” in the fight between cops and lawbreakers. We lose his character quickly, but then a trio of stories begins. We get Dugan (Richard Gere), a drunken suicidal “doesn't-give-a-shit” loser cop with seven days left before retirement and Sal (Ethan Hawke), a Catholic-guilt-ridden, crooked, sociopathic narcotics cop ready to kill and swindle money for the good of his pregnant wife and growing family. Then there's Tango (Don Cheadle), a conflicted undercover cop deep into the drug scene, dealing with the dilemma of busting his long-lost pal Caz (Wesley Snipes) who once saved his life. Tango and Caz… get it? Other stereotypical characters are Will Patton as the grizzled nice guy detective and Ellen Barkin, resembling a cornered bulldog, doing her tough-mama-agent routine.
Off the Wall, On the Street: The delightfully low-brow art of Dana MacKenzie
Sitting on a couch at the Bendistillery Martini Bar, Dana MacKenzie sips from a Rogue Dead Guy Ale as he points up at his artwork on an adjacent wall. He's giving a deeply detailed account of his two pieces and revealing some of the inspiration behind the work he placed on the wall just a few minutes prior.
He points out that even 15 years ago, his work might not have even been considered art and that's because the two pieces on the wall are in the form of skateboard decks. The 39-year-old MacKenzie is a graphic artist and made a name for himself early in the history of computer-aided design. Now, MacKenzie lends his skills to the creation of video games, an industry he's been in since the mid-'90s.
Our Picks for 3/10 – 3/18: Tuck and Roll, Pato Banton, Local Flavor, Maceo Parker, Brandi Carlile and more
Tuck and Roll CD Release Party
friday 12
Over the last year we've watched as Tuck and Roll got tighter and tighter with their local shows and now they've got a full-length album, Time To Run, to showcase their delicious punk rock licks and NOFX-style harmonies. While poppy punk is the crux of the disc, there's also one Americana-ish gem that caught our ear, that being “Nothing on You.” But seriously, go to this show and get this incredibly honed-in record. Danger Death Ray open. $2. 9pm. Players Bar & Grill, 25 SW Century Dr.

