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Kill Gus Boulis's Killer?
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City Hall Stinks
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Mayor of the Nude Beach
So he's naked and in his seventies. He's still the coolest guy you'll ever meet.
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I Have HIV
But I'm not telling you, babe. Happy Valentine's Day!
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Vamos a Cuba!
Join us as we try to hitch a ride to the island before the gold rush strikes.
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Coconut Grove's other half feels left out.
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Commissioner Marc's claim to a famous bloodline just might be fiction.
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Jumping the Snapper (5)
Brosia boards the Mediterranean bandwagon, with mixed results.
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Cyclists Court Death Daily (55)
It's dangerous, but Miami is getting friendlier to bikes.
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Unlucky Break
Marvin Gaye's divorce album tops this week's pop-culture picks.
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Our Top DVD Picks Scheduled for Release This Week
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Our Top DVD Picks Scheduled for Release This Week
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Geek Chic
No More Heroes is hip, bloody, and indispensable.
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Chafing Dishes
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Spitzer, Hookers and the Miami Connection
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Beat the Crowd
DVD releases for the week of July 12, 2007
By Robert Wilonsky and Jordan Harper
Published: June 14, 2007Glastonbury (THINKFilm)
Only a Julien Temple concert doc would get the R rating -- for nudity (male, mostly, and not terribly flattering at that), drug use (weed, mostly -- yawn), language, and sexual content. Also dig the overwrought BBC narration, in which Glastonbury is described as a former refuge for "saints, mystics, and holy men," where now it's just the hipsters' hot spot for an annual alt-rock hoedown featuring the likes of Radiohead, Oasis, the White Stripes, Blur, Morrissey, Foo Fighters -- you name the flavor, they've played the fest. What separates this from other concert compilations is the history on display: Temple has rounded up years of footage and squashed it together into an ambient, impressionist tale in which performances are often brief and used to prop up interviews with concertgoers. This is the perfect way to attend Glastonbury -- less mud, if nothing else. But do bring your own stash. -- Robert Wilonsky
The Hustler: Collector's Edition (Fox)
This might be the first collection where you'll watch the bonus disc before bothering with the film. It's not that the movie isn't great, but who doesn't want to learn the inside scoop about the art of pool hustling, making trick shots, and acting like Paul Newman? Once you've exhausted the docs, go ahead and watch the movie -- a true classic pitting cocky and desperate Fast Eddie (Newman) against Minnesota Fats (Jackie Gleason, in the performance of a great lifetime) in marathon pool sessions. Newman puts on one of his earliest world-class performances, but Gleason owns every scene he's in, a fat but graceful shark swimming in blood. Also out this week: a similarly loaded edition of Newman's workmanlike courtroom drama, The Verdict. -- Jordan Harper
Atlantic Records: The House That Ahmet Built (Rhino)
Yes, you're right to fear a documentary about Ahmet Ertegun -- co-founder of Atlantic Records -- in which the first person you hear from is Kid Rock. But stick with this film, because if it's not the definitive look back, it's nonetheless a damned enjoyable one, in which Ertegun's old friends -- among them Ray Charles, Aretha Franklin, Mick Jagger, Robert Plant, and narrator Bette Midler -- pay tribute to the late-great, whose label made R&B the nation's soundtrack in the 1950s and '60s. But it's Ertegun who shines here like a blinding sunset; he tells old stories and listens to old songs, but in this context, it all seems brand-new: two hours to listen to, drink to, and dance to as an era comes to a heartbreaking close. -- Robert Wilonsky
The Bridge (Koch Lorber)
Maybe you're the type who tends not to watch real people kill themselves on film. Fair enough. This documentary on the world's most popular suicide spot -- the Golden Gate Bridge -- mixes interviews of family and friends with footage of people plunging to their deaths. It's a gimmick, and it feels like one. But The Bridge is often affecting even beyond the emotional blackmail at play. That said, it would have been better served with a little objectivity; the film's narratorless, "poetic" style prevents its creators from answering the many questions raised, except for maybe that one about how people kill themselves because they are really fucking sad. A making-of bonus feature addresses whether the cameramen did anything to prevent the suicides they filmed, but these answers, like so many others, arrive a little too late. -- Jordan Harper









