Robin Williams (in a tour-de-force, unforgettable performance) is One Hour Photo’s tragic antihero. But tragedy can be wallet-sized. Like a small photo stuck in the bottom of a billfold, it may be forgotten until the valuables of a life are emptied. And it can’t be picked and torn away from one’s consciousness.
Although it’s large, with three levels, Mi Pueblo is a pretty place, with frescoes of Mexican scenes and arched windows outlined in brick. I recommend the shrimp and octopus soup, quite spicy, with carrots and potatoes. As my tablemates discussed the Red Wings, I was glad my octopus was being put to a better use than what happens at the Joe.
A comic adventure with harsh edges, The Hidden Fortress (1958) is a good example of why Akira Kurosawa has long been considered one of the most consistently entertaining of the world-class directors. It may not be a very profound film, but it’s an escapist masterpiece — with Toshiro Mifune.
It’s not a good sign when the scariest thing in a scary movie is the characters’ dearth of common sense. Clichéd from the get-go, this is just another exploitative, incoherent fright flick made on the quick.