Intimate biopic finds cinematic son hunting musical father
Ring of Fire on Reelz
Reelz Channel, still testing the boundaries of its slogan “TV About Movies,” decides maybe it should try invading Syfy Channel territory with its new mini-series, the disasterrific Ring of Fire. Like every Syfy movie that doesn’t involve an oversized monster mashup (Sharktopus or Boa vs. Python), Ring of Fire features an environmental disaster, a bunch of vaguely familiar TV stars and lots of CGI. Reelz takes it to the next level, though, offering us full-fledged C-list stars (sorry Debbie Gibson and Dean Cain), some more expensive CGI and a couch-busting four-hour runtime.
Theater of the Fates
It began at an art party when two friends were overtaken by the music, the movements and the camaraderie surrounding them. Like a hippie commune-induced acid trip, they started projecting their minds’ reaction to what was going on around them on a piece of paper and by playing music.
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“Red Widow” on ABC
Poor Marta Walraven, she’s a harried wife and mother. Her youngest son just got expelled for bringing a handgun to school. Her parents are acrimoniously divorced. Her dad is an infamous Russian mobster. And her criminally entangled husband just got murdered. Her one advantage is the fact that she’s played by sinew-powered actress Radha Mitchell (Silent Hill, Pitch Black, High Art).
“Everything was destroyed, see?” says Chris Keller, the protagonist of Arthur Miller’s All My Sons, as he recalls to his fiancee, Ann, his experiences in World War II. “But it seems to me, that one new thing was made. A kind of ... responsibility. Man for man.”
Paddy Rawal’s OM Fine Indian Dining
It’s not like we’re lacking in options. A quick google search brings up eight different places, six of which I’ve eaten at more than once, two of which I go to regularly. That’s not counting the many that have, over the years, popped up and then faded away. And now, a ninth has entered the Albuquerque scene.