~~~~~~~ Upstairs ~~~~~~~
The 100-Year-Old Man
Who Climbed Out the Window and Disappeared
|6:00 & 8:15 each evening|
|1:00 & 3:30 matinees Sat & Sun|
Rated R; 115 minutes
Jay Seaver, eFilmCritic.com (excerpted)
Allan Karlsson (Robert Gustafsson) is still at it at 99, when he uses dynamite to deal with the fox who attacked his cat. That gets him put in a retirement home, although he bails out on his hundredth birthday, and into an accidental adventure that eventually involves a biker gang, a bored retiree, a perpetual student, an animal rights stalwart and her elephant. This is not exactly new for him, of course; his long life and love of explosives has taken him to the Spanish Civil War, the Manhattan Project, a Soviet gulag with Herbert Einstein - Albert's rather dim brother - and a career in espionage as a double agent.
100-Year-Old Man is a flat-out hilarious movie, from that fox getting more than what's coming to it to the way a character exits toward the finale. It's very much the sort of comedy where a good deal of the humor comes from people meeting unfortunate ends, albeit generally in a dry, silly way that is absurd without seeming bloodthirsty. It's also filled with general oddity as well as funny exaggerations of history, such as Karl trying to explain an escape plan to the phenomenally stupid Einstein. Plus, just about any funny situation can be made even better with the addition of either high explosives, an elephant, or a man so old that he is just past giving a damn.
Children ~ Under 12......$7.50
Matinees (all seats)......$7.50
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~~~~~~~ Downstairs ~~~~~~~
Dior and I
|6:30 & 8:30 each evening|
|1:30 & 4:00 matinees Sat & Sun|
Not Rated; 90 minutes
In English, French & Italian w/subtitles
Anne-Katrin Titze, Eye for Film (excerpted)
Reflective, intelligent, and beautifully poetic, Frédéric Tcheng's documentary about a house and its ghosts in past and present is all you could desire from a film about fashion.
The haute couture ateliers of the House of Dior in Paris are haunted by the spirit of the founder, Christian Dior, who, in 1947, revolutionized the world of fashion with the "New Look". After the war, so Dior explained in his memoir, quoted in voiceover, women had enough of looking like soldiers with broad shoulders and boxy jackets, they longed to look like flowers, with "tiny waists above skirts that blossomed like corollas." 55 years later, portraits of the founder and his work still dominate the Paris ateliers.
Enter Raf Simons, the Belgian designer, often mis-labeled "minimalist" who came from furniture design, to menswear, to Jil Sander. Simons' initial eight weeks as creative director at the helm of Dior under pressure to produce his first ever haute couture collection in less time than ever are documented here.