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Simple on the Screen: The Visitor looks at deportation with a subtle eye

some flowers are just funnier than others. The Visitor is tough to categorize. On one hand it's a straightforward story of a lonely guy who finds meaning in life, and on the other it's so deadpan and simple that it makes you remember why they make movies: Because real life depicted as real life can be boring.
 
The movie stars Richard Jenkins (Six Feet Under) as Walter Vale, a withdrawn, forlorn professor gliding through life in isolated emotional pain. Jenkins (an underrated actor) proves to be absolutely proficient in this role, broadening his range to new heights or in this case, lows. Gone are his usual comedic wise-cracks and/or witty flamboyance.
When Walter is sent from Connecticut to New York City to give a lecture and visits an apartment building he owns, he finds a couple of illegal immigrants, Tarek (Haaz Sleiman) and Zainab (Danai Gurira) living there. He reluctantly befriends them and his life begins to change. Tarek plays an African conga-drum and entices the prof into giving it a whirl. Next thing we know, Walter's beating the darn thing while wearing his underpants. Soon they are playing in a drum-circle in Washington Square Park. Trouble ensues in a subway when cops apprehend and arrest Tarek for supposedly jumping a turnstile. The rest of the movie is the slow-burn-saga of Walter trying to come to grips with saving someone else's life, therefore saintly redeeming his own. The film's tricky title will provoke discussion as to who's the visitor: Walter charting new territory or Tarek whose immigration status is challenged.

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Keeping Up with the Joneses: While Globetrotting with an Older Indy

Hey, aren’t you han solo?The unabashedly campy Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull takes us on yet another retro, whirlwind adventure, this time led by an older, slightly mellowed, but still dashing "Indy." The latest installment of the four Indiana Jones films taps into '50s nostalgia-beginning in a malt shop in Cambridge, Mass. - and winds up in the Amazonian Jungle of Peru. Once again, we get to tag along with our favorite rogue archeologist, while in this episode he fends off several near-fatal attacks by Russian KGB operatives turned treasure hunters, and an onslaught of computer generated ants.
The plots of the Indiana Jones movies are always somewhat ridiculous; but who cares when in a span of under three hours the audience gets to trek to Nepal and Cairo, Shanghai and India, Venice, or the Amazon Jungle, all in the name of discovering treasure (which always bears some supernatural power), while preventing evil-doers from getting there first? The Crystal Skull, possibly the most schmaltzy of the bunch, is no exception.

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Eating High on the Hog: BBQ Season has finally arrived

at $3 a pound, you can’t go wrong with pork. Summer means barbeque. To some people, barbeque includes anything cooked on a grill. To me, barbeque means pulled pork. Blame it on my Southern upbringing. I was raised in a state with more pigs than people. My first job was in a barbeque restaurant that smoked pork shoulders by the dozen. A pig-pickin’ was an acceptable meal at a high-end wedding.
My preference is for Lexington-style barbeque, which is slathered in a vinegar-based “dip” and piled high on a Wonder-style bun, or in a tray, with a roughly equal amount of cole slaw, and some hush puppies on the side. If authentic, it will be washed down with a tall glass of sweet iced tea.
Procuring my particular brand of barbeque has proven challenging in Bend (no offense to Baldy’s, whose food I love). So my husband bought a smoker a few years ago, and we started making our own.

Posted inFood & Drink

Eating High on the Hog: BBQ Season has finally arrived

at $3 a pound, you can’t go wrong with pork. Summer means barbeque. To some people, barbeque includes anything cooked on a grill. To me, barbeque means pulled pork. Blame it on my Southern upbringing. I was raised in a state with more pigs than people. My first job was in a barbeque restaurant that smoked pork shoulders by the dozen. A pig-pickin' was an acceptable meal at a high-end wedding.
My preference is for Lexington-style barbeque, which is slathered in a vinegar-based "dip" and piled high on a Wonder-style bun, or in a tray, with a roughly equal amount of cole slaw, and some hush puppies on the side. If authentic, it will be washed down with a tall glass of sweet iced tea.
Procuring my particular brand of barbeque has proven challenging in Bend (no offense to Baldy's, whose food I love). So my husband bought a smoker a few years ago, and we started making our own.

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Sound Check: Staying Dry at the Schwab

Friday - Michael Franti & Spearhead, Built To Spill
The drizzle had nearly subsided when Built To Spill took the stage, signaling the official beginning of the Memorial Day weekend bonanza at the Les Schwab Amphitheater. As BTS ripped their indie jam rock through the low-hanging clouds, a late arriving crowd, Sound Check included, wondered how it can remain dry for more than a month and then rain on the Friday before Memorial Day.
The sun never came out, but Franti and company did their best to make it feel warm by bursting out of the gates with the band's patented hip-hop/reggae/rock crossover feel that had a beanie-and-rain-jacket crowd pogo sticking up and down upon the towering Franti's instructions ("I wanna see you jump" - he must have said it 10 times). There was some talk of reform and making a difference in this world, as one would expect from Franti, but for the most part, it was pure funky dance party and Sound Check hasn't seen Bendites get down like that in a very long while, if ever.

Far and away, the highlight of the night was when Franti bounded
across the stage as the crowd joined him in a silly but fun version of
King Harvest's "Dancing in the Moonlight." And no, the moon never did
come out - all weekend. - Mike Bookey
Saturday - Death Cab For Cutie, The Decemberists, Mates of State
Coming into the amphitheater, the rain was either coming or going
and that constant rain limbo seemed to set the tone for Death Cab For
Cutie's set. Having never seen the Decemberists before, Sound Check was
blown away by front man Colin Meloy's stage presence, and soon believed
that the Portland band’s albums do not do them proper justice.
 

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Lords of the Weird: Bombadil prefers to do things their own way

probably didn’t hang out with the lacrosse team. If anyone went to the trouble of reading all the Lord of the Rings books, and just not watching the movies, then you may remember the mysterious and endearing character of Tom Bombadil, who was slighted in the film versions.
If you're into bands that play everything from simple guitar-driven lyrical lullabies to raucous marching band ballads, then the North Carolina-based four-piece band, who goes by the same name as this mythical creature, just might be for you.
The band plays at McMenamins Old St. Francis School on June 4 as part of the Great Northwest Music Tour and will also visit six other McMenamins locations in Oregon and Washington as part of the tour.
The two Bombadils do share the same name by chance, the folk-rock band and Duke University graduates-consisting of Daniel Michalak, Bryan Rahija, Stuart Robinson and James Phillips-chose to take the surname of Tom for the band because of the similarities between the two.

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Dead Ahead: Donna Jean and the Tricksters extend the branches of the Grateful Dead family tree

This band is not playing at your church this sunday. Honest. You can try to avoid the Grateful Dead. You can attempt to bury your tie-dyes and ticket stubs in the closet and scrape those dancing bears off the back of your Volkswagen. But you can never quite get away from the influence of the Dead, even 40 plus years since the band's inception and almost 15 since its end. There's a slew of factors contributing to the lasting power of the band's influence, but none as impacting as the fact that most of the band is not only still alive, but still playing music - and not just music, Grateful Dead music.
This is why a band like Donna Jean and the Tricksters, although new to the scene, will find success. The band also put out a remarkably fresh-sounding self-titled record - that helps.
As the more adept Dead-o-philes, probably already deduced by now. This band is made up primarily of the Dead's longtime vocalist Donna Jean Godchaux and the Zen Tricksters - a New York-based jam band that's been around since before anyone referred to such acts as "jam bands."

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Our Picks for the Week of 5/29-6/4

The Confederats, Hands on Throat, No Cash Value
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We want the punk, gotta have that punk! If you go to one punk show this week, make it this one. PDX's Confederats finally make it back over and rock out like Ringo: with some help from their friends (HoT and No Cash Value). A good dose of punk might do you some good, so get in a slam dance and call us in the morning. 8pm. Players Bar & Grill, 25 SW Century Dr.

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