Miscellaneous Musing |Reviews by Judy @ 5:58 PM
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I think the first movie I saw at the Westgate Cinema in Beaverton was Star Wars. That would be the original Star Wars, before there were any others. The hype for that movie was amazing. I saw it on opening day with my former college roommate who was in town for a visit. I remember a helicopter landing in the middle of the parking lot — an area was roped off, the rest of the lot was full — and out came actors playing the Star Wars characters. Darth Vader walked up to me in line, breathed heavily, and said, “Acme Respirator Service.” Leia and Chewy walked up and down the aisles looking for seats. Han and Obi Wan may have been there also. My memory is, alas, imperfect.

But when was the last time you went to a movie opening night like that?

Today I decided not much was happening and a movie was in order. I’ve been wanting to see Serenity. I’m a newly minted Firefly fan. I’m sorry I missed the show when it was first on, and sorry that it was cancelled. I wanted to see the movie. I looked up times and places, and the closest was the Westgate.

I’ve always liked the Westgate, even before the big remodeling. It has character, and so many of the newer theater complexes don’t. I was sorry to see it fall on hard times, and sorrier that it never picked back up. I knew that a new theater had opened just a few blocks away, and figured that had sounded the death knell for the Westgate. But I didn’t realize it would be so soon. I guess I’m sadly out of the theater opening and closing loop, because I didn’t have a clue that it was today.

At the Westgate I didn’t have any problem finding a parking place. There weren’t more than 10 cars in the whole lot. As I walked up to the ticket office, a guy ran out from inside and stuck a camera in my face.

“Do you mind if I talk to you for a minute?” He asked.

“Why?” I said. I’m not really all that newsworthy, myself, you know.

“The theater is closing.” He answered. “This is the last night. I’m from channel 12 Did you come here often?”

Wishing that I’d maybe combed my hair a little better, I blathered something about always liking the Westgate, and wasn’t Star Wars fun, and how sad that no theaters have character any more. And then I escaped to the ticket booth.

The gal selling tickets was in tears. The kids selling snacks were likewise sober. I heard one ask the manager to please let him stay until the theater closed.

Serenity? It was OK. Not the best of its genre, but certainly true to the Firefly ‘verse.

It seems somehow fitting that both the first and last movies I saw in the Westgate were sci-fi. I wish more people had been there.

Not with a bang, but with a whimper.

Goodbye Westgate. I will miss you.

Knitting |Reviews by Judy @ 7:13 AM
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I’ve been spending some quality time the last couple of days on a blog I just recently ran into. You Knit What?? exposes weird, ugly and questionable knit designs from national publications, yarn company patterns and online knitzines. The pithy commentary from knittykitty and punk rock knitter has kept me in… OK, I’m going to say it… stitches. I’m sure that those around me think I’ve gone insane because of the hysterical laughter emanating from my little corner.

Mom’s take on You Knit What??: starstarstarstarstar

Knitting |Reviews by Judy @ 11:09 AM

Wednesday Stephanie Pearl-McPhee, the self-proclaimed Yarn Harlot and author of the hysterically funny At Knit’s End: Meditations For Women Who Knit Too Much visited Powell’s in Portland for a book signing.

The gracious Ms. Pearl-McPhee has some nice things to say about our fair city. I’m glad she enjoyed her visit. I wish I’d been able to make it to Powell’s, but, alas, other semi-emergencies intervened.

At Knit’s End contains around 300 short “meditations” on knitting that consist of advice, anecdotes and humorous musings on knitting. It belongs on the bookshelf of everyone who knits, knows someone who knits, wears knitted items, or… has ever seen a couple of sticks and some string. 😉 One needn’t know anything about knitting in order to enjoy it. One morning I came out to the kitchen and found #1 Son, coffee cup in one hand, At Knit’s End in the other hand, big grin on face. “This is really funny!” He said.

Mom’s take on At Knit’s End: starstarstarstarstarstar

Reviews by Judy @ 3:32 PM
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Saturday night #1 Son, E (#1 Son’s girlfriend) and I caught the last showing of Revenge Of The Sith at Tigard Cinema.

I’d like to go on record as stating that I’ve been a fan since my friend C and I stood in line at the Westgate Theater for the opening show on the opening day of Star Wars (for all you kiddies, that’s the title A New Hope was originally released with and watched a helicopter disgorge actors dressed as Princess Leia, Chewbacca and Darth Vader who wandered the theater searching for a seat.

I’ve watched A New Hope, The Empire Strikes Back and Return Of The Jedi countless times. I’ve seen The Phantom Menace twice. I’ve seen Attack Of The Clones once. I don’t have much desire to see either again.

Revenge Of The Sith is being touted as “the best Star Wars movie since The Empire Strikes Back.” Is it? Well, it’s the best of the last three movies (i.e. episodes I, II and III). But is that really saying anything?

None of the last three movies offer a swaggering swashbuckler a la Han Solo — or really even characters we care much about. The Phantom Menace, for example, foisted Jar Jar Binks on an unsuspecting world when it instead could have developed the other characters.

The acting in Revenge is probably the worst of all of the Star Wars franchise, with wooden delivery and the characters spending too much time whining at one another. The special effects were mostly OK if a bit cheesy and Yoda, as always, kicks ass. But there was one point were the oh-so-scary effects elicited nothing but giggles from the audience. And special effects alone, even good ones, cannot sustain the length of this movie. The film should have been cut by at least 30 minutes and could have been improved by a few plot twists. I suggest perhaps dropping Jar Jar Binx into a pool of lava.

George Lucas claims that during the pre-release marketing showings grown adults were weeping. I felt bad only because of the amount I had to pay for tickets/snacks to get in. The audience was a mix of all ages, from toddler on up. The theater was 1/2 empty — a bad omen for the showing, but a good thing as it allowed us to sit far away from from obnoxious and inebriated boys who had been behind us in line.

I, for one, do not believe the movie earned its PG-13 rating. No child at my viewing was too scared to remain in the theater. The violence is mostly bloodless and more reminiscent of video games. While waiting for the movie to plod its way to the inevitable end, I amused myself by determining what the levels will be in Revenge Of The Sith The Video Game and exactly who you’d have to kill to advance.

In the end, I felt decidedly lukewarm (pun intended) and doubt that I will pay to see this one again.

Mom’s take on Revenge Of The Sith: (OK… two because it is Star Wars after all. But wait to see it on cable.)

Miscellaneous Musing |Reviews by Judy @ 9:39 AM
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The Trail Band

Yesterday we spent Christmas With The Trail Band at the Aladdin Theater, a family tradition for the last 8 years that for me marks the beginning of Christmas.

The Trail Band was formed by Marv Ross (late of Quarterflash) in 1991 to commemorate the 150th anniversary of the Oregon Trail. Originally performing music from the Oregon Trail, the 8 members of the band have since added a wide repertoire of both traditional music from around the world and original pieces. They have been performing the Christmas show for 11 years.

The Trail Band includes Lex Browning (guitar, violin, and mandolin), Mick Doherty (hammer dulcimer, string bass, electric bass), Phil Neuman (tuba, pennywhistle, recorders, flageolet, cornet, fluegelhorn), Gayle Neuman (violin, tenor horn, trombone, banjo, recorders), Marv Ross (guitar), Rindy Ross (also late of Quarterflash; reeds/woodwinds), musical director Cal Scott (cornet, mandolin, guitar, keyboards), and Dan Stueber (drums, percussion).

Every year the Christmas show includes several special guests: Linda Hornbuckle, who rocks the theater!, and comedian Scott Parker as Harold — a second-grader whose recitation of the Christmas story gets funnier every year. This year for the first time, the guest list included Hosein Salehi, who plays the santour (Persian hammer dulcimer) and his son, Bobak Salehi , who accompanies on tombak and daf (hand drums). The Salehis played three pieces in traditional Persian style to loud applause from the audience and vast amazed appreciation from those sitting next to me (# 1 Son and his girlfriend E, my brother J, sister-in-law L, and niece Z).

If you’ve never seen the Trail Band Christmas show, it’s not too late! There are still two shows scheduled for today, 3:00 pm and 7:00 pm. Tickets may still be available at the door. Go early, only street parking is available at the Aladdin.

Trail Band CDs, including 3 Christmas albums, can be purchased at the show or directly from their web site.

Mom’s take on Christmas With The Trail Band:

Our evening finished with mac & cheese, pork loin and jambalaya at Le Bistro Montage, topped off with key lime pie and bread pudding. Montage has been a family favorite for #1 Son and I since we discovered it several years ago, but it was a new experience for Z, J and L. Z is 6 this year and was particularly impressed with the foil-wrapped take-home, sculpted to look like swans, a crab, a kitten and a sword.

Mom’s take on Montage:

And a wonderful time was had by all.

Reviews by Judy @ 10:16 PM
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Yeesha

Return, if you will, to the world of the prolific D’Ni author Atrus, his wife Catherine, and their children Yeesha, Sirrus and Achenar: The gaming family that puts the fun in disfunctional. (Click on the pics to embiggen.)

Myst IV: Revelation opens some years after the end of Myst III, but it’s not necessary to have played the previous Myst games in order to enjoy this one. Atrus has sent you a note requesting that you come for a visit in Tomahna, the “Age” (i.e. a world reached by traveling through a linking book written by one versed in “the Art”) where he and his family are currently living. You are picked up by Yeesha, Atrus’ and Catherine’s young daughter, who delivers you to Atrus’ lab. Once there, he reminds you that in the first Myst installment his sons Sirrus and Achenar had become evil and were tricked into the prison Ages Haven and Spire. Atrus destroyed the linking books for those Ages, thus trapping his sons.

Tomahna

Catherine believes that Sirrus and Achenar have seen the error of their ways. She wants Atrus to release them. Atrus isn’t so sure that they have fully repented. He wants you, now an old friend of the family, to help him check up on his sons and see just how reformed they are. He apparently trusts your unbiased opinion. Ah, yes… and the trust among his family’s members just warms the cockles of my heart.

Unfortunately, the viewing machine Atrus hopes to use to see into the prison worlds explodes, cutting power to the lab and the living quarters. He goes off to another Age to check up on a few things and get some tools, leaving you to restore power and keep an eye on Yeesha.



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