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In Highgate Village.

In Highgate Village.

I might have something in my eye…

Ooo. Sleek 60s style, intrigue in foreign lands, maybe some illicit romance? I’m in.

Some wag put pen to ventilation fan in the loo at The Breakfast Club restaurant in Soho.

A beautiful and haunting Afghan film about love, devotion, and a woman’s “duty”; a remarkable feminist story from the unlikeliest place on the planet.

C’mon, people. This stuff… it’s not that difficult to not be jerks about it.

Electric sexiness and very modern motifs overlie a wonderfully old-fashioned melodrama… a highly gratifying one, if you enjoy a good ol’ weep.

A pungent reek of testosterone stinks up this high-toned apologetic for vigilantism and revenge. Still: great performances! (new DVD/VOD US/Can)

About 25 minutes of footage from the film and a Q&A with director Doug Liman reveals some pleasant surprises (and a reason to worry). No spoilers!

“The red-headed stepson of ‘Weird Al’ Yankovic and Eminem” has just released his collection of comedy raps entitled I Am the Doctor…