Category: Wisc Film Fest
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long cold winter
It’s been a long, cold winter full of ice and snow Now the spring has come and it’s time to go Back to the movies, turn the lights down low Turn your cell phones off and we’ll start the show Go to Union South, grab a slice and a beer You can walk to your Read.
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WFF Day 8
Yesterday was the closing day of the Wisconsin Film Festival, and the only day we saw not one, not two, but three really good movies. I’ve never rated so many films five or of five. Must be getting soft. “Celebrating Sacred Twins In Africa” 6-minute documentary that showed some highlights of an annual celebration of Read.
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WFF Day 7
Beautiful weather again this morning: sunny and clear, 42 degrees on the thermometer, same as yesterday morning. And once again I’ll spend the day in a darkened room staring at a flickering screen. How crazy is that? On the other hand, I’m not going to the office. Yesterday’s films: “Amarillo Ramp” was twenty-four minutes of Read.
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WFF Day 6
We saw just three films yesterday, and they were not our favorite films. That’s just the way it goes sometimes. I think probably “Hitler’s Hollywood” was made for people who are so hardcore about film they study it the way biologists study rats or fruit flies. As an exhaustive catalogue of films, directors, and actors Read.
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WFF Day 5
We’ve upped our game! 4 movies yesterday, starting with “Saving Brinton,” about Mike Zahs, an Iowa farmer who finds a treasure trove of silent films, magic lantern shows and other bricabrac from the era of silent movies in the basement of an Iowa farmhouse. Zahs tries to get someone to preserve them, but when no Read.
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WFF Day 4
Take Richard Pryor near the peak of his career, put him in a caper movie with Harvey Keitel and Yaphet Kotto, and what have you got? Well, in the case of “Blue Collar” you have probably the most tragic waste of time and talent of 1978. This movie is a manic-depressive roller-coaster that rolls from Read.
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WFF Day 3
We watched only four films yesterday. It’s like we’ve already given up trying to squish as many film as we can into each day. What kind of losers are we, eh? The amazing Ruth Bader Ginsberg was the subject of our first documentary film of the day, “RBG.” My Darling B had probably the most Read.
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WFF Day Two
“12 Days” was a somber, repetitive, and apparently pointless film that gets its title from the period of time a person can be held against their will in a psychiatric ward before they must be allowed a hearing before a judge to determine if they were rightfully interred. The film opened on a scene of Read.
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WFF opening night
Yesterday was the opening day of the Wisconsin Film Fest. I didn’t take the day off from work, but My Darling B did. Didn’t get her out of the office, though; she still had to go in for a ten o’clock meeting. That’s just how awesomely important she is: The DMV can’t go on without Read.
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all wet
Woman goes into a big, dark house with creaky wooden floors and heavy doors that go boom when she closes them. Just your basic soul-eating house. Woman slowly wanders through every room of the house, doesn’t turn on any of the lights. Ghost appears. Of course it does. I mean, what did you think was Read.
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