Despite our tricky topography, the editors over at Bicycling Magazine have bestowed upon our fair metropolis the distinction of sixth-best city in the nation for cycling, bested on the West Coast only by the likes of Seattle, Eugene and Portland. To whom, or what, do we owe the pleasure? Perhaps it started with Puck, the devilish bike messenger on the Real World; maybe it's the city's green heart, sensitive as it is to earth-minded commuting options. Or the health-smart population, eager to get in 20 minutes of exercise to make the eight hours in front of the computer a little more tolerable.
Who hasn't daydreamed of escaping to Paris? You'd spend your days strolling the cobbled streets, stopping here and there for a croissant or a romantic tête à tête, then return in the evening to your grand, crumbling old flat over the Rue de Something-or-other for a bottle of wine. Well if you've yet to accrue enough frequent flyer miles to start living the Rive Gauche life, we might have the next best thing. This week's Craigslist deal has all the trappings of that Parisian flat of your dreams-minus the crumbling part, as luck would have it.
Cheech Marin, who spent much of the 1970s and ’80s swathed in a cloud of fragrant smoke as America’s lady-loving stoner-in-chief, never claimed to be an angel. But that doesn’t mean he can’t play a man of the cloth, as he does in his latest movie, The Perfect Game. In fact, he’s used to it.
“You know, I’m on a run of playing priests,” says the Mexican-American comedian, 63, born Richard Anthony Marin in Los Angeles. “This is my second or third. People must see something in me, something holy. But I was raised Catholic, so I know that riff. Frankly, it’s more comforting to me than ironic.”
Sam Worthington can’t compare his latest effects-heavy blockbuster, a bruising, 3-D remake of stop-motion innovator Ray Harryhausen’s Clash of the Titans (1981), to the one that made him the star of the biggest movie of all time – James Cameron’s Avatar. But playing Perseus, the fearless Greek warrior charged with saving humanity from the wrath of vengeful gods, presented its own set of challenges.
“Nothing compares to Avatar, and you can see that at the box office,” says the English-born actor, 33, who spent his formative years in Western Australia. “It is its own beast, its own juggernaut. For all I know, filming hasn’t stopped. James is probably still working on it.
It's last call for The Most Dangerous Man in America, a richly deserving Oscar nominee for Best Documentary at this year's Oscars, and opening weekend for The Greatest, Steve Carell and Tina Fey's underwhelming Date Night, and When You're Strange, Tom DiCillo's enlightening new chronicle of The Doors and their depressing, addiction-fueled demise. Here is what's playing at an indie theater near you.
There are very few things we can justify waiting in line for.
An iPad? No thanks, we'll hold out for now.
The once-a-year chance to score deeply discounted Nice Collective duds? We'll break out the lawn chairs.
That's right, it's almost time for the coveted local label's annual sample sale. Get ready to tear through countless racks of their updated utilitarian threads and accessories along with one-offs and prototypes you won't find anywhere else, with 50-80% off past collections and 20-30% off the S/S '10 line for both sexes.
But it's not just a sample sale. No, it never is. They're bringing in Blasthaus DJs and local performance artists to make sure you never want to leave.
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