The Big Sky Documentary Film Festival at the Wilma Theatre is in full swing, and tonight features a couple of the most anticipated films.
Sweetgrass, directed by Ilisa Barbash and Lucien Castaing-Taylor, shows sheepherders in Montana's Absaroka-Beartooth mountains, featuring sweeping landscape cinematography and an unsentimental story. It screens at 7:30 p.m.
Former Montana Gov. Marc F. Racicot will join Plum Creek Timber Co.'s board of directors effective March 1.
The Montreal Mirror, an alt weekly up north (and to the east), details some of the lesser known stories coming out of the Vancouver Olympics, like how certain native tribes, anti-capitalists, queer groups and something called the Olympic Resistance Network of Vancouver are all protesting the Games.
Esquire senior writer (and recent UM visiting professor) Chris Jones wrote two things in the latest issue of the magazine: one's getting a lot of deserved attention, the other we'd like to forget about as soon as possible.
First, the deserved attention: Jones profiles film critic Roger Ebert, he of the thumbs and "At the Movies" fame. Ebert now has no jaw (cancer) and can only communicate through sticky notes and his computer. He still writes regularly and reviews films for the Chicago Sun-Times, but, aside from his byline, he's mostly out of the public eye. The profile is incredibly moving, detailing Ebert's current life in painstaking detail, as well as his putting his significant influence as a writer and critic into perspective. It's also being picked up by other news outlets.
Elsewhere in the issue, though, Jones writes about something entirely different: underwear, or his lack thereof. For a feature story about doing without the essential things in life (Google, sex, drinking, etc.), Jones writes (graphically) about not wearing boxers, briefs — anything — for a month at the behest of his editor. That means Jones presumably spent four weeks of his Missoula stay going commando. And being cold.
Esquire hasn't posted the essentials story online yet, but when it does, we'll be sure to update. In the meantime, we highly recommend the Ebert story.
Find Rob Brezsny's Free Will Astrology online, every Tuesday, two days before it hits the Indy's printed pages.
ARIES (March 21-April 19): I personally don’t believe we’re living in the worst of times, although I know many people who do. While there are indeed reasons to despair, our current state of affairs is actually in many ways quite glorious. And our struggles are puny compared to those of the generation that lived through the two World Wars and the Great Depression. Having said that, I think it’s fine to believe that civilization is in a terrible mess if it motivates you to shed all your trivial distractions and inessential wishes so as to dedicate yourself to living an exciting, generous life that’s rich with love and meaning. Now is a prime time for you, Aries, to dedicate yourself to such a path.
In this week's installment: A Tennessee pastor threatens death over church attendance and bad grades lead to a hammered hamster in Georgia.
Curses, Foiled Again
After stealing handcuffs, a Taser and other items from an unmarked police car in Ocoee, Fla., Shane Thomas Williams-Allen, 19, was apprehended when he “locked the handcuffs on himself and had to call the Clermont Police Department to respond to release him,” according to an arrest affidavit. Lake County authorities who took Williams-Allen into custody said he told them that while removing the Taser from the police car, “it discharged, hitting the floor and causing his foot to get shocked.”
At about 11 a.m. today, 20 protesters and two horses walked along the path from Caras Park, down past the Holiday Inn, all the way to Senator Max Baucus' Missoula office.
The signs read:
"$100,000 Every Day"
BLM Stop the Tax Waste
The BLM: Managing our Wild Horses to Extinction
Stop the Roundups
The two Arabian Quarter horses (the horses in the march aren't wild or mustang considering, explained one protester, that mustangs might be unruly in public) were strapped with signs reading: "Broken Promises, Broken Horses" and "Save America's Wild Horses."
Watching the clock and getting a little antsy this Friday afternoon? Maybe this, our latest installment of the Happiest Hour column, will satiate you until it's time to punch out.
You'll find no shortage of Valentine's Day guidance these days and, as nauseating as some of it may be (we're thinking of you, Walgreens, and your "personal gift advisors"), we've found some palatable advice from three of our fellow alternative newspapers.
1. Fast Forward Weekly looks to create sparks through aphrodisiacs like beer and chocolate.
2. Dan Savage's "Savage Love" column offers a Valentine's Day special that leads off with, of course, a question about porn.
3. Willamette Week gets all Cosmo on us and lists 50 ways to please your lover. (Sample: Sex educator Felice Shays satisfies her lover "with her teeth." Hmmm.)
Lastly, you're probably already aware of Ari LeVaux's column this week, which suggests saying I love you with a beet cake. Odd, but it beets a box of chocolates. (Thank you, thank you. I'll be here all week.)
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