Wild and Woolly Weekend—Taos Wild Film, a brand new international wildlife film festival, is coming to the northern New Mexico town of Taos for four unique presentations of award-winning wildlife films from around the world. Each film will also feature live wildlife presentations. Screenings will be Friday, Oct. 1, at 7 p.m. and Saturday, Oct. 2, at 2 and 7 p.m. at the Taos Community Auditorium. There will also be a special children's wildlife film show at 11 a.m. on Saturday morning. The event is part of Taos' 21st Annual Wool Festival and will be a benefit for Rivers & Birds' public school water conservation education programs. Advance tickets can be purchased from the Taos Center for the Arts by phoning (505) 758-2052 from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m., Monday through Friday. Tickets are $15 per person or $5 for the special children's show.
It's April 20, 1971, and thousands of men in the prime of their lives, having returned from Vietnam, kneel silently before the gates of Arlington National Cemetery. Their heads tilt downward, their fists clenched in the air. All are dressed in tattered combat fatigues. A sign reads: "Bring Our Brothers Home Now!" Among the group is a mother of a dead soldier, who wants to lay a wreath at his gravesite somewhere beyond the gates. But government security guards, fearing an unpeaceful assembly, refuse her access.
Chilling little thriller doles out shocks with surprising skill
By Devin D. O'Leary
The Forgotten is one of those hard-to-describe, hard-to-categorize films. If I had to give it a single banner, I'd call it a thriller, but it borrows elements from so many different realms. Most folks--certainly based on the trailers--will look on it as an M. Night Shyamalan-style mindbender. Though it shares certain stylistic similarities with Shyamalan's twisty supernatural tales (The Sixth Sense, Signs, The Village), it succeeds in ways that Shyamalan's films have increasingly failed to.
For even the most dedicated viewer, television is a love/hate relationship. For every entertaining series, there are a dozen unpardonably bad shows on the air. Fortunately, many (though certainly not all) of those shows die a swift death. In the past few years, networks have shown little patience with underperforming shows. New series (even admirable ones like FOX's “Wonderfalls”) have been cut loose from the schedule after a couple low-rated airings. Sometimes, that's a shame. (TV aficionados know that “Cheers” underperformed in its first season.) Sometimes it's just a mercy killing. (“The Secret Diary of Desmond Pfeiffer” ring any bells?)
