Rubby Tuesday

I don't even know what that means.

Buddy at Brown tonight, perhaps for a discussion of one of Providence's native arts: corruption.

In Bruges at Cable Car.

The Band's Visit at the Avon. See Janusonis's tepid review here. He thinks it's too whimsical; Dr. Seuss's whimsy, however, is an asset in the hyperventilating Horton Hears a Who. Caramel comes next week; it looks like it'll taste good but make you feel bad a little later. Yeah, kinda like some sort of gooey, saccharine candy, I don't know which. Then, finally, the much-anticipated Best Foreign Language Film Oscar-Winning Film in a Foreign Language The Counterfeiters. I think.

AS220's flirtation with banjos ended last week. Tonight, after life-drawing, there's some free jazz. It sounds, in the best sense, like two instruments entangled in each other's half-nelson.

A Little Bit of This, a Little Bit of That

Another low-skied Saturday. How will you spend it?

First, OBAMA at RHODE ISLAND COLLEGE. 12:0'CLOCK.

Okay, then:

Trinity Rep's Richard III is closing tomorrow;

Trinity's Some Things Are Private continues this weekend;

The Black Rep's The Bluest Eye is on through next weekend, but is sold out tonight;

Makaela Pollock's Queen-infused Figaro at the Pell Chafee Theater has gotten great word-of-mouth--it's on every day through March 8th;

a great-looking pre-War folk-country show at AS220--so gitchyer greens and beans in the afternoon, and stick round w/ six sweaty 1's in yer hand for the show at 9:0'clock;

The Avon is showing In Bruges and has brought back Once;

and the Cable Car is still hosting the French Film Festival. It's the last weekend. Go!