I’ve been the movie critic at the Seattle Times for almost ten years, and during that time I’ve noticed that the work is very cyclical: The year starts with a flurry of leftover last-year’s fare and dumping of turkeys, then proceeds to the Oscar season and ceremony, then an early spring lull, then the summer movie season begins in, oh, April (which is not when summer starts in Seattle, not by a long shot), then the Seattle International Film Festival which lasts forever, then the summer-summer movie season which starts drooping pretty badly by early August, then the Toronto film festival in Sept., then the fall movie season which is generally pretty interesting, then the end-of-year blockbusters, and then we start again. At the moment I’m in a pleasant post-Oscars pre-SIFF lull, which should last at least a few days. But I seem to be, for some reason, plagued by elephants. Just yesterday, I a) noted that I need to read the copy of “Water for Elephants” sitting on my desk, as the movie comes next month, b) was informed of the arrival in April of the documentary “The Elephant in the Living Room,” which is about deadly animals as pets, and c) was also informed of a local screening of the documentary “Pushing the Elephant,” which is about civil war in the Congo. A lot of elephants for one day, no? And I had to sit through “Beastly” Monday night, a movie which would have been greatly improved by the arrival of an elephant, and which takes place at a high school at which Mary-Kate Olsen and Vanessa Hudgens are, respectively, the ugly girl and the girl nobody notices. Glad I didn’t go to that school. Anyway, on goes the season, and the elephants . . .
March 2, 2011 at 10:10 AM