So when's the World Cup starting?

2018? Earth time? Jeezus I didn't think it was so long between trophies.Wasn't the last one in 2002?

Screw it, we got films to focus on. Today's continuing series include Lady in the Dark: Crime Films from Columbia Pictures, 1932-57 at MoMA, the Elmore Leonard trib at Anthology Film Archives, and the Luis Buñuel retrospective at BAM Cinématek. I want to go to there;

Ongoing series today include Original Gangsters at IFC Center, part one of the Luis Buñuel retrospective at BAM Cinématek, Lady in the Dark: Crime Films from Columbia Pictures, 1932-57 at MoMA, the Silent Clowns' Mary Pickford series at the Library for the Performing Arts, See It Big! Science Fiction (Part Two) at Museum of the Moving Image, and the Elmore Leonard trib at Anthology Film Archives. The shenanigans be thus;

Lots going on on NYC's rep film circuit this weekend, essential works of noir, neorealism and cheapie exploitation. New and continuing series today include Original Gangsters at IFC Center, Lady in the Dark: Crime Films from Columbia Pictures, 1932-57 at MoMA, part one of BAM Cinématek's Luis Buñuel retrospective, the Elmore Leonard trib at Anthology Film Archives, the sleek Cabaret Cinema at the Rubin Museum, and the edgy Freaky Fridays at the Film Society of Lincoln Center. Let's take the deep, penetrating dive into the plasma pool;

Some filmgoers might believe they're incapable of experiencing true movie magic anymore, let alone with a work of cinema 46 years old, one they may have seen before, perhaps countless times and even on the big screen. Some, beaten and battered by what mostly passes for modern spectacle, indiscriminate pixels bashing against each other in an increasingly rapid, Gen ADD editing pace, are resigned to the fact that truly moving cinematic epics seem long bygone, antiquated and ineffective, to any audience, contemporary or otherwise.

Before we get to the day's doings on the rep film circuit, let's wish a very Happy Birthday to a most special individual, without whom the appropriate tech and power might not have existed to emower the spread of film at the turn of the last century. To Nikola Tesla. From an eternally grateful human race.

Well, hell, ya didn't think I was talkin' about Edison, didj'ya?

Ongoing series today include Time Regained: Cinema's Present Perfect at IFC Center, An Auteurist History of Film at MoMA, The Elmore Leonard trib at Anthology Film Archives, and The Deuce at the Nitehawk Cinema. The kino kerfuffle as follows;

Ah July. Ah 90 degree temps. Chilled green tea, Washington Square Park, Kindle for iPad. Mwah. I live for these precious few months. There's something wrong with me you say? Well, how do you know I am not the real Joe Walsh and YOU'RE the alien imposter, huh?

Oh wait, I got caught up in a Twilight Zone episode on Netflix. Yep, that last statement made no sense. You're perfectly in your right to complain about the heat. Those of you seeking shelter from the swelter thankfully have many options on the rep film circuit. Ongoing series this day include An Auteurist History of Film at MoMA, Time Regained: Cinema's Present Perfect at IFC Center, and the concluding screening of Big Screen Epics at BAM Cinématek's recently renovated Harvey Theater. The wim wam as follows;

Just once on an absolutely sweltering July afternoon I wanna bound down the steps of my stoop and hear a voice calling "CHEEP-WICH! GETTA YOU CHEEP-WICH HERE!"

Just once.

Ahem.

Ongoing series today include Time Regained: Cinema's Present Perfect at IFC Center, and Big Screen Epics at BAM Cinématek's Harvey Theater. The foofaraw looks thus;

I think the advent of another July 6th rollin' aboot absolves me from a lengthy intro paragraph once again. So I'll just get to the pertinent info. You may thank me later.

Ongoing series today include Time Regained: Cinema's Present Perfect at IFC Center, See It Big!: Science Fiction (Part Two) at Museum of the Moving Image, Big Screen Epics at BAM Cinématek's Harvey Theater, and the Sir Run Run Shaw trib as part of the 2014 New York Asian Film Fest at the Film Society of Lincoln Center. Here be the ballyhoo;

Happy July 5th, the little known and severely underloved younger calendar sibling to the government-sanctioned, corporate-sponsored behemoth that is Independence Day. Or yesterday, if you're into the whole brevity thing. While not as augured as its flashier, more commercial older bro, and yes that's a partially fair designation as it wasn't fast enought to the pens of Jefferson, Paine, Adams et al, it is the calm serene solace that represents the end of chaos and disorder. And yes, while this quietude has gone from once following our Revolutionary War, to now waking the aftermath of Macy's fireworks display and Joey Chestnut's competitive hot dog vomit, our gratitude for a day of recuperation remains as hearty and healthy lo these 238 years hence. Our constitutions both federal and individual remain intact. The former maybe moreso.

So on this perfect Saturday of nothing-to-do-ness, let's explore our options on NYC's beloved rep film circuit. Today's continuing series include Time Regained: Cinema's Present Perfect at IFC Center, See It Big! Science Fiction (Part Two) at Museum of the Moving Image, Big Screen Epics at BAM Cinématek's Harvey Theater, and The Sir Run Run Shaw trib screening as part of the 2014 NYC Asian Film Fest at the Film Society of Lincoln Center. The tomfoolery looks thus;

America's birthday has rolled around once more, Stockahz, and while we take advantage of the day off to watch hot dog eating contests, contestants vomiting through their nose at hot dog eating contests, baseball, bikinis and simply the finest annual fireworks display this side of any country with stringent safety regulations, let's also take a second to remember General Washington's efforts and those of his starving troops, as well as the men and women in the Armed Forces at home and around the world today, who respectively secured our independence and maintain it, so we may watch grown men vomit partially digested hot dogs number 46 and 47 through their noses. Freedom, bitch!