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Review: ‘Lone Ranger’ is Kemosloppy
Good news, Washington Redskins! For one glorious weekend in the summer of 2013, your unapologetically racist franchise mascot is not the most grotesque pop culture representation of Native Americans! One can only imagine owner Dan Snyder pounding copious shots of “...
Glorious geekdom
Let me just start out by admitting that Tron: Legacy is one of the most entertaining geeky sci-fi films I’ve seen this year and is sure to fill theaters for months to come...
Home viewing: ‘Lucía’
Set across three time periods in Cuba — 1895, 1932, 196.. — Lucía is the story of three different women, all named Lucía, all...
Grapes and seeds
The inaugural A Taste of Art: Boulder’s Art and Food Festival at The Dairy Center for the Arts includes several interesting documentaries. Here are BW’s picks for the tastiest viewing. A wine tasting from Hazel’s Wine Bar will follow the screening of A Year in ...
Death or psychosis
You have to let go of the living,” says the funeral director played by Liam Neeson to Anna, the dead schoolteacher in the red slip, played by Christina Ricci, in the new thriller After.Life. He sounds like the stage manager in a particularly grim production of Our ...
Snapshots from the rum haze
Johnny Depp was a pal of the late Hunter S. Thompson, and the frustrating but thickly atmospheric film version of Thompson’s early novel The Rum Diary finds Depp and writer/director Bruce Robinson paying tribute to the author, freelance gonzo journalist, career ...
Too disappointing
As if by deliberate and vaguely sadistic design, Hoodwinked Too! Hood Vs. Evil leeches the fun clean out of the first Hoodwinked (2005). Six years between films is a long time, and here, when Kirk the Woodsman shows up and someone says something like “Hey! It’s Kirk ...
When the system fails
The first 15 minutes of Kirby Dick’s new documentary, The Invisible War, contain a staggering opening salvo...
Lean, mean empathy machine
Smarter, better people than me have written about Moonlight, writer/director Barry Jenkins’ megaton bomb of artistic triumph. Honestly, I almost didn’t write this at...

















