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Friday, January 29th, 2010

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In an uncharacteristic bout of humility, WW’s screen editor, Aaron Mesh, has decided to forgo self-promotion and asked me to announce his latest undertaking. I am happy to oblige: Ladies and Gentlemen and Other Sundry Persons, please join me in welcoming Beer And Movie Fest, the city’s newest film festival. A joint venture between Mesh, SuperTrash film festival organizer Jacques Boyreau and Beer Northwest Magazine, BAM brings 26 awesome films, old and new, to The Academy Theater, Bagdad Theater, Cinema 21, and Mission Theater, along with beers from New Belgium, Ninkasi, Firestone Walker, Hopworks, Laurelwood, Lompoc, Southern Oregon Brewing and Woodchuck Cider, February 10-26.

Highlights include the Portland debuts of redneck noir White Lightnin’ and lost Japanese freakout House, screenings of original 35 mm prints of Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia, In a Lonely Place, Manhunter and Big Trouble in Little China; revivals of two pre-Production code talkies, White Woman and Red Dust; and Sonicsgate, Jason Reid’s documentary about the demise of the Seattle Supersonics. Also there’s something called The Human Centipede, which has made us very uncomfortable.

Hot News: Lucky Strike Moving to Hawthorne?

Monday, January 25th, 2010
Photo by Flickr user Stumptownpanda

Photo by Flickr user Stumptownpanda

Lucky Strike, the beloved Szechuan restaurant on outer Powell Boulevard whose pepper-bath chicken has caused me more pain than any other dish in the city (I once spent a morning curled up in bed, simultaneously cursing Lucky Strike and longing to return), has applied for a liquor license at 3862 SE Hawthorne Blvd. That’s the basement of the torch-fronted building across the street from the Hawthorne Fred Meyer that houses the Hawthorne Theatre as well as, until recently, the short-lived Arista restaurant (and India Oven before that). Lucky Strike could not be reached for comment—the restaurant is closed until Feb. 4, according to its Facebook page, to deal with a family emergency. Even without confirmation, this news has us thrilled—the prospect of a larger, more centrally located Lucky Strike makes my guts burn in eager anticipation.

Fertile Ground Day 3: Dirty Bomb

Monday, January 25th, 2010

Dirty Bomb
My last show from the first weekend of the Fertile Ground Festival was Dirty Bomb: A thoroughly perplexing world premiere, written and directed by recent New York transplant Rob Newton, in which a pair of despicable middle-aged siblings drink, scream and complain about their mother, who is rapidly falling into dementia, and the depraved young hustler who seems determined to destroy all their lives. Surreal sob-stories about a blind giant on the subway and parents driven to suicide by the atom bomb intrude occasionally. It’s not a bad script, but certainly a baffling one—by the ambiguous end, I still had no idea what any of Newton’s characters wanted from one another. Maybe that’s the point. The production is surprisingly strong for a show mounted without the backing of a company, with good performances from Paul Glazier as the hustler and Trish Egan as the mother, whose old-fashioned dignity clashes with the squalid lives of her children. Artist Jamie Newton contributed a jarring soundtrack of static and famous sound bites and equally disconcerting scenery: hanging panels made from flattened cardboard boxes painted with bolt black circles and arrows, a gratified park bench, a filthy bed, a television tuned to a dead station. Dirty Bomb, whether you like the script or not, is without question an impressive entry into the scene.

Fertile Ground Day 2: Willow Jade

Sunday, January 24th, 2010

Willow Jade at Portland Playhouse

I only made it to one show on the second day of the Fertile Ground Festival (see our reviews from day one here): Hunt Holman’s play Willow Jade, a social satire about a bunch of losers in a small Washington town that turns into something significantly stranger, which is getting a very short but very full production at Portland Playhouse.

The play blends absurdity with despair in the best way. Doug (Patrick Oury) returns to live in his mother’s house after failing to find a career as a “professional role-playing game facilitator” in Seattle. His mom, Sondra (KB Mercer) has rented out the mother-in-law apartment he used to call home to a couple, Willow Jade and Clinton (Jazzi Mason and Ben Plont), who may or may not be a Seattle soccer coach and one of his underage players on the run from the law. Doug starts a game of dungeons and dragons with his high school friends Lance (JJ Johnston), a slacker who’s just as hopeless as Doug, and Steve (Matthew Dieckman), a slimy real estate agent in expensive bike clothes. Everything goes more or less fine until the cops and orcs show up.

Willow Jade is by far the best piece of work I’ve seen so far at the festival. Holman’s writing follows a one-two pattern, following up each gag with an even more absurd one. (”Pitbulls are totally docile as long as you keep them away from other dogs or small children” Sondra’s no-good boyfriend explains, in answer to her wondering why the dogs don’t keep out raccoons. “Especially Fang, ’cause I don’t fight him too much.) The cast are mostly excellent, but Plont and Johnston are especially so. And the script fits well with Portland Playhouse’s strengths, welcoming the crazy energy the company exhibited in last season’s bobrauschenbergamerica.

Unfortunately, the show is only scheduled to run through next Saturday, though the company may extend the run if it sees sufficient ticket sales. So see it next weekend while you can!

Portland Playhouse, 602 NE Prescott St., 205-0715. 8 pm Thursdays-Saturdays, 2 pm Sundays. Closes Jan. 31. $10-$19.

Did you see a show this weekend that we missed? Please share your experiences in the comments!

Fertile Ground Day 1: Memory Water, Truth and Beauty and The Hillsboro Story

Saturday, January 23rd, 2010

The first day of the Fertile Ground Festival of new play has come and gone. Here’s what we saw on day one of ten:

Truth and Beauty

It’s been a long time since Many Hats Collaboration’s last full show—Lava Alapai’s Mutt in 2005—and I had very high expectations for the company’s latest project. Truth and Beauty is an adaptation (by Elizabeth Klinger, who also directs the show) of novelist Ann Patchett’s memoir about her friendship with Lucy Grealy, a poet and memoirist whose face was permanently deformed by a childhood cancer and who eventually died from a drug overdose. The show is performed by Jessica Wallenfels (left) as Grealy and Betsy Cross (right) as Ann Patchett, with Joe Spencer playing all other characters. Cross and Wallenfels are both talented dancers, and incorporate a lot of movement into the piece, which alternates between playful fun and Grealy’s distressing fall into a mire of drug addiction. It’s a good piece, repetitive at some moments but for the most part thoroughly enjoyable right up until the tear-jerker ending. The choreography is excellent and fitting, and the prosthetics Wallenfels wears to simulate the effects of Grealy’s deformity are striking. I hope we’ll see this one remounted in the future.

Shaking the Tree Studio, 1407 SE Stark St., 235-0635. 8:30 pm Jan. 22-23 and 28-30. $15.

Memory Water: A Story of Love Loss & Liquid

The other shop premiering at Shaking the Tree Studio during the festival is a one-hour piece by playwright Andrea Stolowitz about the legend of La Llorona, a beautiful woman who drowns her children after being spurned by her lover. La Llorona is a persistent character in Latin American folklore, and there are many versions of her story, but Stolowitz presents only one: an Indian woman falls in love with Hernán Cortez, helps him conquer Mexico, bears his children and kills herself when he is lured back to Spain by a Castilian trollop. There’s a good story to be found here, but Stolowitz isn’t digging hard enough. The script drags on and on, as an annoyingly personified River (Chisao Hata) drones through interminable vague monologues. Nelda Reyes makes a strong effort at Malinali, La Llorona, and the production benefits from good direction by Samantha Van Der Merwe and nice design work, but in the end there’s not much to be done about the script.

Shaking the Tree Studio, 1407 SE Stark St., 205-0715. 7 pm Fridays-Saturdays and Thursday, Jan. 28. Closes Jan. 30. $5.

The Hillsboro Story

Fifty years after watching black mothers protest segregation outside of her classroom window, writer and director Susan Banyas returned to Hillsboro, Ohio to investigate her hometown’s unexplored history as the site of the first test case of Brown v. Board of Education. Armed with minimal props and fellow actresses Laverne Green, Paige Jones, and Jennifer Lanier, she reveals the memories unearthed from over fifty interviews with the town’s locals. There are few props and the narration is straight-to-the-point, but this is a powerful play. All four female performers’ acting is superb, with the enthusiasm and theatrical prowess of Lanier occasionally stealing the show. Gregg Bielemeier’s choreography brings visual charm to the narrative, keeping the show’s performers in constant motion, galloping comically across the stage one moment and swaying seductively the next (while talking civil rights court case– it’s one of many poignant, yet hilarious, juxtapositions throughout the piece). Also notable is the show’s well-orchestrated musical composition by David Ornette Cherry. NATALIE BAKER. Artists Repertory Theatre, 1515 SW Morrison St., 241-1278. 7:30 pm Saturday, 2 pm Sunday. $8-$10.

Dear Portland: Please Give Me Star Wars Burlesque

Tuesday, January 12th, 2010

In the last week I’ve received press releases for at least four burlesque nights, including the brand new Madison Moone’s Burlesque Revue. There seems to be a bottomless appetite for topless dance with artsy pretensions in this town, and you can now see a fan-and-pasties show just about any night of the week. But none are nearly so appealing as the out-of-town Star Wars Burlesque featured over at LA Weekly (where there are many more pics like the one above). So, what do you say, Portland strippers burlesque artists? I bet the Cloud City Garrison could hook you up with costumes.

UPDATE: Video!

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Actor Daniel Stern Makes Musical Debut Tonight

Friday, January 8th, 2010

Daniel Stern in "Home Alone"

Film actor Daniel Stern, best known to youths of my generation and our long-suffering parents as the taller of the Wet Bandits from Home Alone, will perform tomorrow night along with Fruition String Band, Leonard Mynx and Never Strangers. The concert benefits Portland Playhouse, as part of that company’s “No PA in NoPo” series. Stern, who moonlights as a stage director, cattle rancher and sculptor when he’s not on set, is in Portland directing David Mamet’s American Buffalo for Third Rail Rep.  Brian Weaver, Portland Playhouse’s artistic director and a member of the American Buffalo cast, says he believes the concert will be Stern’s first-ever public performance as a guitar player. “When he saw Fiction he noticed the music series in the program and asked if he could play,” Weaver told WW.  “He’s always been a guitar player and wanted to give performing a go.”

Portland Playhouse, 602 NE Prescott St., 488-5822. 7:30 pm Saturday, Jan. 9. $6. All ages.

The 2009 Holiday Ale Fest: Our Top Picks

Thursday, December 3rd, 2009

Beer notes

Yesterday afternoon I, along with hundreds of other ethically flexible Portlanders, left work early to hit up the opening of the 2009 Holiday Ale Festival, plunging headfirst into a heaving sea of drunken humanity swilling plastic mugs of high-ABV suds. Eighteen samples and four hours later my tastebuds and equilibrium were a waste, and I could taste nothing in the beer but brown sugar, coffee and stomach acid. But I tasted some very fine brews along the way: here are my favorites.

Bear Republic Brewing Co. – Barrel Aged Old Baba Yaga

Huge and delicious—thick and sweet, with lots of licorice. This Russian Imperial Stout is aged in Cabernet barrels. A knockout.

Cascade Brewing Co. – Drie Zwarte Pieten “Sang Noir”

This barrel-aged sour red ale, which sat on Bing cherries in the barrel, smells like an overripe peach and tastes of copper, dirt and raw beef. I like it a lot. Take it slow.

Deschutes Brewery – Lost Barrels of Mirror Mirror

The way Deschutes tells it, the brewers misplaced some barrels of the 2006 release of this barley wine in the warehouse, which were rediscovered this year. I’m not sure I buy it, but I love the extra-aged stuff. Damn, this is nice. Very sweet, smells like fermenting pinot noir, tastes like black raisins and date sugar.

Hair of the Dog – Jim 2009

Blended beers are all the rage these days, but this one, made collaboratively by Hair of the Dog and the Holiday Ale Festival’s Preston Weesner in honor of the late, legendary beer importer Jim Kennedy, is actually in its third iteration. The blend contains all of Hair of the Dog’s brews, plus a keg of English Brown Ale, German Bock and American Strong Ale, plus some bottles of other stuff. It’s really good: The hops from the Blue Dot IPA are backed by a barnyard odor, and the beer tastes like a Christmas tree. It’s piney, in a good way.

Ninkasi Brewing Co. – Unconventionale

I’ve yet to have a bad beer from Ninkasi, and this one’s no exception. A dark and solid imperial stout, with strong floral overtones from lavender and heather added to the brew. Thick, like excellent black bread.

I only tasted one really bad beer at the fest—Drunkel, a really foul Strong Ale from Seven Brides Brewing. It tasted of brown sugar and rotting grass. It’s in the same line as Jim, so your choice is made for you already.

The Holiday Ale Festival takes place at Pioneer Courthouse Square, 701 SW 6th Ave. 11 am-10 pm Thursday-Saturday, 11 am-6 pm Sunday, Dec. 2-6. Brunch 11 am-1 pm Sunday, Dec. 6. Tickets available at holidayale.com. Free admission, mug and 10 tickets $20. $45 for brunch.

Thanks, Comrade Obama: Now we have beer lines

Tuesday, November 3rd, 2009

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At 2 pm this afternoon, Deschutes Brewery released the 2009 edition of The Abyss, a pitch-black seasonal imperial stout that’s developed a cult following since it debuted in 2007. Over 100 drinkers lined up outside Deschutes’ Portland pub to get their hands on the much-coveted brew, which retails for $12 per 22-ounce bottle and resells for about $36 on Ebay. All but 18 were men. Steve, at the front of the line, had been waiting for an hour and 15 minutes to get his six bottles (the per-person maximum). He wasn’t alone in buying the legal limit—the first dozen customers all purchased the six-pack. Want a bottle for yourself? You’d better get there quickly. The Pub expects to sell out before 5 pm, and the brew won’t be available from other retailers until the end of the week.
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Friday Food Roundup

Friday, October 30th, 2009

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Saraveza

Nine businesses on North Killingsworth Street are throwing a Halloween crawl to benefit Ethos Music Center. Participants can buy tokens at Atomic Pizza, Saraveza or Hop & Vine (10 for $30) that can each be redeemed for the following:

Yorgos - Tater Tots, Well Drink or Draft Beer
Sagittarius – Chips & Salsa, Draft Beer or Well Drink
Atomic Pizza – Pepperoni/Cheese Slice, Salad or Beer
Hop & Vine – Mini Dessert, Small Bacon Wrapped Dates, Draft Beer or House wine
Eddie’s Pizza – Savory Pinwheel, Slice of Pizza or Draft Beer
Saraveza – Half pasty, Bowl of Soup, House wine or Draft Beer
Ducketts - Small Side Dish, Well Drink or Draft Beer
Red Fox – Cupcake or Spooky Vodka Drink served in a Pumpkin!
Chapel Pub – Cheese Burger, Gardenburger or Draft Beer

That’s a ton of food and booze for $3 a pop.

Looking for a fancier way to spend the weekend? There are still four seats left for Sunday night’s dinner with Cathy Whims at the Robert Reynolds Chef Studio. Whims rarely cooks for groups of fewer than 80 since she opened Nostrana, and this Venetian-themed four-course dinner, which includes pairings of Cameron Wines, is a chance to revisit the intimate meals she served at Genoa. Robert Reynolds Chefs Studio, 2818 SE Pine St., 544-1350. 6:30 pm Sunday, Nov. 1. $85.

The biggest day of autumn for lovers of hefty beer is coming: On Tuesday, Nov. 3, Deschutes Brewery releases the 2009 run of The Abyss, the Bend beer-maker’s extraordinary imperial stout. Thick, black and seriously high-proof, this is a special-occasion beer to be reckoned with. Deschutes celebrates with parties at both the Bend and Portland Public Houses. Enthusiasts line up down the block every year, and the Pub’s supply usually runs out within three hours. 210 NW 11th Ave. 2 pm Tuesday, Nov. 3.


 


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