Early look at Wild Animal Park, troubled elephants come to the zoo, China’s panda hunter and pandas end up in San Diego, the morality of SeaWorld’s dolphins
Various Authors 3:49 p.m., Dec. 3
The big releases this week are Prisoners and Thanks for Sharing. Neither was dazzling. Prisoners did a hell of a job giving us cloudy skies with 100% chance of wincing, and Thanks for Sharing did a hell of a job giving us sex addicts with a heart. But the real gems this week are at the art house.
You have to be in a certain mood for Museum Hours, granted. It's...not lively. But neither is it as purely contemplative as, say, 90 minutes spent gazing at paintings in a museum. I think I could go just to listen to Bobby Sommer's voiceover work: that honeyed voice, that measured cadence, those fine observations and wistful memories. "I had my share of loud," says the band manager turned museum guard. "Now I have my share of quiet." I love the way he rediscovers the beauties of his own city by introducing it to someone else. I love the way aesthetic experience begins to tinge the heroine's everyday life. But yeah - not lively. Meditative. Slow, even.
Now, You Will Be My Son - that's lively. Or at least livelier. There aren't any explosions or anything. But there is plenty of family drama amid the cool, polished elegance of a Bordeaux wine estate. A poisoned stew of fathers and sons, seasoned with just a touch of mother for piquancy. I liked it.
Over on Scott's side of things, Mr. Marks once again champions a dark little thriller that most folks don't love, giving four stars to A Single Shot. I think everyone should give it a chance, if only because Scott's super smart about movies and Sam Rockwell is a delightful actor. But that's just me.
Speaking of championing the unloved: he liked Salinger! A lot of other people didn't. I can't get my son to read Catcher in the Rye. I guess books are for phonies, now. It's probably for the best.
OH WAIT I FORGOT: You need to go see The Wizard of Oz in 3D on the big IMAX screen. That is all.