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GoTOPLESS DAY

Topless women and men in bikini tops will march on Columbus Circle today for gender equality

Central Park to Columbus Circle
Sunday, August 21, 12 noon – 4:00
www.gotopless.org

Have you just been itching to take it off? Tired of silly regulations that allow men to walk around without shirts on but prevent women from letting it all hang out, on the streets as well as at pools and beaches? Well, today is National GoTopless Day, where women are permitted to show their breasts at specific locations all over the country, spreading the message “Topless equal rights for all or none.” Here in New York City, women can hang free from 12 noon to 4:00 pm at Columbus Circle. If you’re a little shy — there will be plenty of people with cameras, so be prepared to be seen all over the internet — you can wear red tape or something else to cover your nipples. Men, meanwhile, are encouraged to show their, er, support by wearing bikini tops, which will be given out on-site, in solidarity. In addition to attending the event, you can sign a petition at the above website that will be presented to the government on Women’s Equality Day next year, August 26, 2012, that in part explains, “Gotopless.org claims the constitutional right of women to go topless in public in the name of gender equality.” As they also say, “Free your breasts! Free your mind!”

BLUES BBQ 2011

New Orleans funksters Bonerama headline August 21 Blues BBQ on Pier 54

Hudson River Park, Pier 54
West 14th St. & the Hudson River
Sunday, August 21, free, 2:00 – 9:00
www.hudsonriverpark.org

Rain or shine, the twelfth annual Blues BBQ will be held this afternoon on Pier 54 in Hudson River Park, featuring a slew of good eats and good music. Blues performances kick off at 2:30 with Marquise Knox, followed by Diana Braithwaite & Chris Whiteley (3:45), Walter Trout (5:00), Shakura S’Aida (6:15), and New Orleans brass funk rockers Bonerama (7:30), who have been known to cover such great tunes as the Beatles’ “Helter Skelter” and “Yer Blues,” Louis Armstrong’s “What a Wonderful World,” Fats Domino’s “I’m Walkin’” and “Let the Four Winds Blow,” the Allman Brothers’ “Whipping Post,” and the Grateful Dead jam “The Other One > Dark Star.” Providing the smoked meat treats are such local favorites as Brother Jimmy’s BBQ, Daisy Dukes BBQ, Dinosaur Bar-B-Que, and Ember Room.

HARLEM DAY: NEW YORK, NEW YORK

Sunday, August 21, 10:00 am – 7:00 pm
West 135th St. between Fifth Ave. & Malcolm X Blvd.
www.harlemweek.com

Harlem Week, which actually runs through July and August, presents Harlem Day on Sunday, featuring a full slate of diverse activities, most of them free, with the theme “New York, New York.” On the schedule are the Small Business Expo, the Upper Manhattan Auto Show, the International Exhibitors & Vendors Village, the NY City Health Village, and the NY City Children’s Festival. Among the live performances on the Fifth Ave. and St. Nicholas stages will be a thirtieth anniversary celebration of KISS-FM, with musical tributes hosted by Felix Hernandez, while the YMCA stage will include an Open Line KISS-FM radio broadcast, a Back to School fashion show, dance, spoken word, R&B, jazz, reggae, and more. Harlem Week continues this month with a Jazzmobile screening of Oscar Micheaux’s 1920 silent film Within Our Gates with a musical score by Wycliffe Gordon on Friday night at the Miller Theater, the Charlie Parker Jazz Festival on August 27 in Marcus Garvey Park with Toots Thielemans, James Carter, Tia Fuller, and Cecile McLorin Salvant, the ImageNation Outdoor Film Festival screening of the Michael Jackson film This Is It in St. Nicholas Park also on August 27, and several special Amateur Nights at the Apollo.

THE TREE OF LIFE

Jessica Chastain, Hunter McCracken, and Brad Pitt star in Terrence Malick’s epic masterpiece, THE TREE OF LIFE

THE TREE OF LIFE (Terrence Malick, 2005)
Landmark Sunshine Cinema
143 East Houston St. between First & Second Aves.
212-330-8182
www.landmarktheatres.com
www.twowaysthroughlife.com

Iconoclastic writer-director Terrence Malick has made only five feature films in his forty-plus-year career, but his latest is his very best. Following Badlands (1973), Days of Heaven (1978), The Thin Red Line (1998), and The New World (2005), The Tree of Life is an epic masterpiece of massive proportions, a stirring visual journey into the beginning of the universe, the end of the world, and beyond. The unconventional nonlinear narrative essentially tells the story of a middle-class Texas family having a difficult time coming to grips with the death of one of their sons in the military. Malick cuts between long flashbacks of Mr. and Mrs. O’Brien (Brad Pitt and Jessica Chastain) in the 1950s and 1960s, as they meet, marry, and raise their three boys, to the present, when Jack (Sean Penn), their eldest, now a successful architect, is still searching for answers. The sets by production designer Jack Fisk transport viewers from midcentury suburbia to the modern-day big city and a heavenly beach, all gorgeously shot by cinematographer Emmanuel Lubezki. Every frame is so beautiful, it’s as if they filmed the movie only at sunrise and sunset, the Golden Hour, when the light is at its most pure. The Tree of Life is about God and not God, about faith and belief, about evolution and creationism, about religion and the scientific world. The film opens with a quote from the Book of Job: “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation . . . while the morning stars sang together and all the sons of God shouted for joy?” Early on Mrs. O’Brien says in voice-over, “The nuns taught us there are two ways through life: The way of nature, and the way of grace. You have to choose which one to follow.” Malick doesn’t get caught up in those questions, instead focusing on the miracles of life and death and everything in between.

Sean Penn plays an architect searching for answers in THE TREE OF LIFE

With the help of Douglas Trumbull, the special effects legend behind 2001: A Space Odyssey, Blade Runner, and Close Encounters of the Third Kind — and who hasn’t been involved in a Hollywood film in some thirty years — Malick travels through time and space, using almost no CGI. Instead, he employs images from the Hubble telescope along with Thomas Wilfred’s flickering “Opus 161” art installation, which evokes a kind of eternal flame that appears in between the film’s various sections. Malick brings out the Big Bang, dinosaurs, and the planets during this inner and outer head trip of a movie that will leave you breathless with anticipation at where he is going to take you next, and where he goes is never where expected, accompanied by Alexandre Desplat’s ethereal orchestral score. But perhaps more than anything else, The Tree of Life, which won the Palme d’Or at the 2011 Cannes Film Festival, is about the act of creation, from the creation of the universe and the world to the miracle of procreation (and the creation of cinema itself). Mr. O’Brien is an inventor who continually seeks out patents but always wanted to be a musician; he plays the organ in church, but his dream of creating his own symphony has long been dashed. And Jack is an architect, a man who creates and builds large structures but is unable to get his own life in order. In creating The Tree of Life, Malick has torn down convention, coming up with something fresh and new, something that combines powerful human emotions with visual wizardry, a multimedia poem about life and death, the alpha and the omega. The Tree of Life, which opened in May, is still playing in one Manhattan theater, the Landmark Sunshine, and it would be a shame not to experience this supreme work of art on the big screen.

JEFF THE BROTHERHOOD

Jake Orrall, shredding it up last year at Santos Party House, will be at (le) poisson rouge with brother Jake on Sunday night (photo by twi-ny/mdr)

(le) poisson rouge
158 Bleecker St.
Sunday, August 21, $18, 7:00
212-228-4854
www.myspace.com/jeffthebrotherhood
www.lepoissonrouge.com

Nashville duo Jeff the Brotherhood, consisting of Orrall brothers Jamin on three drums and three cymbals and Jake on three-string guitar, play a dizzying blend of psychedelic postpunk garage power pop that explodes on record and onstage. Making music since their high school days ten years ago, JTB is on the road in support of their latest disc, the instantaneously affecting We Are the Champions (Infinity Cat, June 2011), the follow-up to their 2009 breakthrough, Heavy Days. Featuring such killer tracks as “Cool Out,” “Bummer,” “Mellow Out,” “Stay Out Late,” and “Shredder” (and no hint anywhere of the overused Queen classic), the brothers Orrall, well, shred their way through thirty-four minutes of unabashed rock-and-roll fury, evoking the Ramones and the Replacements (and even Weezer) as they cut it loose and fast. On “Ripper” they repeat, “I don’t wanna,” but you’re definitely gonna wanna check them out when they play (le) poisson rouge on August 21, curiously sandwiched between legendary doom metal band Pentagram, which just released Last Rites, their first record in seven years, and North Carolina heavy metal acolytes Valient Thorr. When we saw JTB last year at Santos Party House, they tore the place apart, with Jake ripping it up on top of the bar and going deep into the crowd as Jamin kept pounding away on his kit. Sure, they’re playing on a Sunday night at LPR, but as they say on the new album, “I know everybody stays up late,” so don’t worry about work Monday morning and have a blast.

CHAPLIN: THE GREAT DICTATOR

Paulette Goddard and Charlie Chaplin take on the Third Reich in his first talkie, THE GREAT DICTATOR

THE GREAT DICTATOR (Charles Chaplin, 1940)
Symphony Space, Peter Jay Sharpe Theater
2537 Broadway at 95th St.
Sunday, August 21, 3:00
Series continues through August 28
212-864-5400
www.symphonyspace.org

Learning of many of the horrible things the Third Reich was doing, Charlie Chaplin could not hold his tongue anymore, finally making his first talking picture in 1940. In The Great Dictator, writer-director-producer Chaplin unrelentingly mocks Adolf Hitler and the rise of the Nazis in Germany, albeit with a very serious edge, as WWII threatens. Chaplin plays the dual roles of a simple Jewish barber living in the ghetto (who has elements of the Little Tramp) and Adenoid Hinkle, the rather Hitler-esque Fascist leader of the country of Tomania. Just as he named the nation after a foodborne illness (ptomaine poisoning), Chaplin does not go for subtlety in the film; his right-hand man is Herr Garbitsch (Henry Daniel spoofing Nazi Minister of Propaganda Joseph Goebbels), and his military mastermind is Field Marshal Herring (Billy Gilbert making fun of Heinrich Himmler). Chaplin plays Hinkle like a cartoon character, with pratfalls galore, and when he speaks in German, especially when he gives a major speech, he spits out fake German words with a smattering of funny English ones. When he learns that Benzino Napaloni (Jack Oakie as a melding of Benito Mussolini and Napoleon Bonaparte) has gathered his troops on the Osterlitz border (think Anschluss), Hinkle invites the Bacteria dictator to his Tomanian palace, where they engage in numerous hysterical bouts of one-upmanship, including a riotous battle involving barber chairs. Meanwhile, Chaplin performs another of the film’s most memorable scenes, the shave of an old man set to Brahms’s “Hungarian Dance No. 5.” But when Commander Schultz (Reginald Gardiner) leaves the Nazi regime and decides to help the Jewish people in the ghetto, Hinkle sends his stormtroopers out to find the traitor, leading to a major case of mistaken identity and a heartfelt, if overly melodramatic, finale. In addition, Chaplin’s lover at the time, Paulette Goddard, plays Hannah (named for Chaplin’s mother), a young Jewish woman living in the ghetto, and Bowery Boys fans will recognize Bernard Gorcey, who played sweet-shop owner Louie Dombrowski in the goofy film series, as Mr. Mann.The Great Dictator is filled with marvelous moments, from Hinkle dancing with a balloon globe to several of the Jews in the ghetto trying to hide in the same chest, but the film does suffer from pedagoguery in making its political points, and some of the slapstick is too lowbrow. Nominated for five Oscars, it falls somewhere between the Marx Brothers’ Duck Soup (1933) and the Three Stooges’ You Nazty Spy! (1940) while also referencing the 1921 silent film King, Queen, Joker, in which Chaplin’s older half-brother, Sidney (who also directed), played the dual role of a modest barber and the king of the fictional Coronia. A seminal achievement that was supposedly seen by Hitler twice, The Great Dictator is screening on August 21 as part of Symphony Space’s “Chaplin” series, which is presenting many of his works on the big screen in HD for the first time ever; the series continues with such films as City Lights also on August 21, The Circus on August 27, and Limelight offering a fitting conclusion on August 28.

HOT AND HUMID: SUMMER FILMS FROM THE ARCHIVES — UNDER THE SAND

Charlotte Rampling searches for answers in UNDER THE SAND

SOUS LE SABLE (UNDER THE SAND) (François Ozon, 2000)
MoMA Film
Museum of Modern Art
11 West 53rd St. between Fifth & Sixth Aves.
Saturday, August 20, 7:30; Sunday, August 21, 2:00
Series runs through September 7
Tickets: $10, in person only, may be applied to museum admission within thirty days, same-day screenings free with museum admission, available at Film and Media Desk
212-708-9400
www.moma.org
www.francois-ozon.com

Unlikely duo Marie (Charlotte Rampling) and Jean Drillon (Bruno Cremer) are hopelessly in love with each other. But when Jean suddenly disappears into the ocean, Marie refuses to believe he might be dead and instead continues to speak with him and think he’s actually with her. Rampling is outstanding in a very difficult role made even more challenging by François Ozon’s (Swimming Pool, Criminal Lovers) relentlessly uneasy directing. Under the Sand is screening August 20 & 21 as part of MoMA’s “Hot and Humid: Summer Films from the Archives” series, which continues through September 7 with such seasonal dramas as Spike Lee’s Do the Right Thing, Michelangelo Antonioni’s L’Avventura, and Martin Scorsese’s Taxi Driver.