Month: May 2007

  • Bouncing Around: Vinsanity Exposed, Ryan Hangs Tough, and the exciting Brewers

    If there is one team among the NBA’s likely four semifinalists that is flying beneath the radar, it is the Cleveland Cavaliers. That the Cavs are unbeaten is six playoff games thus far is undercut by the reality that they have yet to face even a mediocre low-post presence among Washington and New Jersey.

    Is Cleveland playing stellar defense or is the competition just that bad? Obviously both. Ever since Cavs coach Mike Brown inserted Aleksander Pavlovich into the starting lineup alongside Larry Hughes, the team is 28-7. Pavlovich, Hughes and LeBron James are all lanky and athletic, an ideal trio for perimeter rotations. Underneath, Cleveland has a bona fide 7-footer in Z Ilgauskas and a banger with a bit of a nasty streak in Drew Gooden. In other words, they sport the best blend of ingredients for disrupting opposing offenses. For the playoffs they are allowing just .421 FG% and less than 90 points per game.

    But Washington without Arenas and Butler may have been the worst playoff team in a decade and for a playoff-tested, supposedly veteran team, New Jersey certainly is playing stupidly. Riddle me this: Why does the team with the most poised point guard in the East, Jason Kidd, decide twice in a row that the best way to beat the Cavs on the road in crunchtime is simply to dump the ball off to Vince Carter, one of the worst on-court “leaders” this side of Antoine Walker?

    On the Nets website, the lead graphic is a picture of LeBron and Vinsanity in face to face profile like the classic boxing posters. Promoting this kind of idiotic comepetitive equivalence is why the Nets deserve to get swept this series. Everyone knew they’d be roasted on the boards, and they have been. But in the first two games, they’ve also been tied with less than 10 minutes to go in the game, only to decide that the way to counter Cleveland letting LeBron take over their offense is to let Carter hog the ball. Bad, bad idea. Pavlovic has done a nice job on Carter, who despite shooting 35 percent has more than twice as many shots, 49, in two games, than anyone on his team–and four more than LeBron! Meanwhile, a guy by the name of Richard Jefferson is canning 61 percent of his field goals and might be the beneficiary of some nifty Kidd dishes if someone, maybe clueless Nets coach Lawrence Frank, could pry the ball out of the hands of Carter, who just happens to be playing for a new contract.

    As for the other NBA playoff series, my pick of the Bulls in 5 or 6, was, eh, just a little off thus far. Mucho credit to the Pistons, who have put together two displays of absolutely superlative team basketball. I forget exactly how good shooting guard Rip Hamilton is, specifically what a tough matchup he is, being 6-7, very quick, crafty at cutting around picks and with a deadly accurate, rapid-fire release. The key to the series in my estimation has been Scott Skiles barely bothering to watch Ben Gordon get embarrassed trying to guard Hamilton, throwing his best perimeter guy, Kirk Hinrich, on him instead. But this has backfired because Hamilton is too quick and crafty and, let’s face it, mentally tough for even Hinrich to have had much effect on him thus far; meanwhile Chauncey Billups is treating Gordon as his little play-toy on their matchup. The blame falls on Gordon, who simply hasn’t invested the time and energy commitment necessary to become a quality defender, a fact the Bulls have been able to camouflage until running into a team with three quality scorer-passers at the 1, 2 and 3. If I’m Skiles, I put Hinrich on Billups and try to nip Detroit’s offense in the bud. If Gordon is getting abused early and not exerting payback at the other end with a barrage of buckets, I’d yank him and let Sefolosha get the burn.

    I’d also start small with Nocioni at the 4 instead of PJ Brown, and when Flip Saunders subs in Jason Maxiell, match him up with PJ with the instructions to get very physical. That Maxiell has been able to physically intimidate the Bulls during his stints on the court has been the most disappointing aspect of this entire series. And yes, I know Nocioni has also been a pathetic bundle of nerves is games one and two, and am not entirely sure any of this will deter Detroit rolling in 4 or 5. It just would be less aggravating for Bulls gans if their team decided to show up for a change rather than continue patting themselves on the back for their Miami sweep.

    I fully expected the Suns to win last night, and turned the set off a little after halftime. I’m not sure Kurt Thomas for Boris Diaw is the magic potion Phoenix needs to overcome their nemesis. If both teams play up to their capability, the Spurs win, simply because they match up so well with the Suns. Phoenix just has to hold up their end of the bargain–Nash and Barbosa are dervishes, Bell the irritant, Stoudamire the grease in the paint and Marion as superglue–and hope that Finley and Horry miss their baseline treys, Duncan gets in early foul trouble and keeps clanging his free throws, and, most of all, that Gregg Popovich keeps thinking Jacque Vaughn has any value whatsoever.

    Speaking of backup point guards, Dee Brown’s quality stint after Deron Williams picked up five fouls was the hands-down difference in Utah’s clutch victory over Golden State the other night. I was very impressed with the various combination double and triple teams that Don Nelson came up with to defend Carlos Boozer in the paint–it helps explain Dirk Nowitzki’s woes–but they still couldn’t keep Boozer off the offensive glass. Mehmet is money on big shots, the Kirilenko-Harpring combo is a dream duo at the 3, and Deron Williams is ready to take his place among the top 3 point guards in the league. Judging from the way Golden State played, they will need all of that to overcome the Warriors, especially given the home court advantage in Oakland.

    With all this going on, who has time for baseball? Still, there are two things related to America’s erstwhile pasttime that deserve notice. One was Twins’ GM Terry Ryan’s statement in the paper today that landing or promoting another power hitter is not nearly as much of a priority for his homer-starved ballclub as ensuring outs with quality pitching and defense. The way you establish and maintain an identity for your franchise is by sticking to your philosophy under the most adversarial circumstances. Do the Twins have the absolute worst offense of any MLB club from the three positions played on the left of the diamond (3B, SS, LF)? Yup. Have they trotted out a batting order in May that lists 7 of the 9 players without a homer? Yup. Is Terry Ryan going to make major moves to address this situation? Nope. Not unless it will upgrade the defense and not hurt the pitching along the way.

    Another Terry Ryan dictum is not to overpay, even for quality hurlers and fielders. Instead, he trusts his scouts to find gems in the rough, and his coaches to smooth them into value-added performers. The second-guessers and critics were all clearing their throats at the beginning of the season, eager to rip Ryan’s decision to go with three question marks in the starting rotation–Ramon Ortiz, Carlos Silva, and Sydney Ponson. Well, let’s see how that has turned out thus far. Ortiz is 3-2 with a 3.23 ERA in 39 innings pitched. Silva is 2-2 with a 2.75 ERA in 36 innings. Ponson is 2-4 with a dreadful 6.42 ERA in 33 and 2/3 innings. So far, Ryan is two out of three on his gambles, while Matt Garza and Kevin Slowey stay down in the minors not accumulating precious MLB service that would hasten their arbitration and free agency.

    Now let’s look at what three of the Twins American League rivals have paid for pitching. The Red Sox shelled out $51 million for the right to pay Dice Matsuzaka $6.3 million this year. His record thus far: 3-2 with a 5.40 ERA in 38 innings. The Blue Jays are paying AJ Burnett $13.2 million this year and thus far he is 2-3 with a 5.09 ERA. And the Yankees are paying Roger Clemens $45 million in the hopes that he’ll be ready to throw a pitch that counts by June. Total cost of Ryan’s investment this year in Ortiz, Silva, and Ponson? $8.4 million.

    All that said, the team with the best record in all of baseball is currently toiling less than 400 miles away, in Milwaukee. Ever since the Brewers finally rid themselves of the toxic, excreble Selig clan, they have been shrewdly investing in their future and it is finally beginning to pay off. In Prince Fielder (1B), Rickie Weeks (2b) and JJ Hardy (SS), the club has burgeoning stars at 3/4 of their infield positions and none of them are older than 24. When healthy, Ben Sheets is a legitimate ace, but right now he’d have to be rated the 4th best starter in the rotation, behind last year’s World Series star Jeff Suppan (5-2, 2.63), underrated, speed-switching lefty Chris Capuano (5-0, 2.31) and surprising fifth starter Claudio Vargas (3-0, 2.89). Throw in innings-eating ground ball pitcher David Bush (3-3, 5.73) and that’s a formidable rotation. Suppan, while long in the tooth, seems to be improving with age at 32. Vargas is 29, Sheets and Capuano 28, and Bush 27. Finally, the bullpen has fallen together beautifully, with Matt Wise and former closer Derrek Turnbow quality setup men, Carlos Villenuva a very good middle man, and closer Francisco Cordero unscored upon until his last appearance. The only flaw is that all are righties–veteran Brian Shouse is the lone southpaw in the pen.

    Craig Counsell and Tony Graffanino are a bad joke at third, the consequence of Corey Koskie’s constant nausea and scary loss of equilibrium after a concussion. And the outfield isn’t great, with the defensively challenged but power-hitting Bill Hall in center, and the very tall and promising Corey Hart and veteran Kevin Mench platooning with longtime Brewer and lefty-swinging Geoff Jenkins at the corner spots. (Although Tony Gwynn Jr. is destined to be more than just a good pinch-hitter by the end of the season.) Last but not least, the clutch-hitting Johnny Estrada was a masterful acquisition from Arizona as the everyday catcher. It’s a young, exciting team currently boasting a 23-10 record in the eminently winnable NL Central. If you’re interested in outdoor baseball, it’s worth a day’s drive to watch them.

  • Top Chefs

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    Sooooooo. Mr. Top Chef #1 has finally made his claim on the NY eating scene. Yes, I was a Tiffani fan to the end, but I did heart Harold like the rest of you. I think it’s fantastic that he opened a small space with a friend instead of trying to bank on his TV-fabulocity and rack up investors for something glammy. I think he’s a real cook, and that’s a high compliment. Looking forward to the reviews….

    But here we go again, the next season starts in a little less than a month. And once again, I KNOW one of the contestants! (clearly I am such a special, special little sycophant)

    Chef Brian is the Exec Chef of the San Diego outpost of our own Oceanaire Seafood Room. He absolutely rocks. He disappeared in March, all hush-hush like, and soon enough the news leaked out.

    The cast seems stacked with serious pros this year, but I’m here to tell you, he’s got a shot. He’s totally charismatic, a reeeally good cook (I can still picture one of his angry lobster dishes that killed me: the bug looked like it was going to reach up and hug you), and he’s easy on the eyes. I just hope the edit guys don’t kill his fun and crazy personality. I guess we’ll stay tuned….

  • Do It for the Theater

    DINING
    Get a Taste of Your Generosity

    chipotle.jpgIt’s no secret. The best way to get us to open our wallets for philanthropical purposes is to offer us food. We’re such caring individuals when it comes to our stomachs. So, be a do-gooder tonight and start the evening off with a Chipotle burrito in support of the theater. From 4 p.m. to 7 p.m., all sales proceeds at the 7 Corners Chipotle will benefit the Mixed Blood Theater. You don’t have to do or say anything special. Just show up and buy something — anything — gift cards, merchandise, burritos, soda, chips. You can even buy a prepaid card and benefit the theater with your next bunch of meals.

    4 – 7 p.m., Chipotle, 229 Cedar Ave. S., Minneapolis; 612-659-7830.

    The next best way to support the theater is to get out there and see a production. You’ve got plenty of good choices tonight, so pick your poison.

    THEATER & PERFORMANCE
    Perhaps a Moment of Joy

    ghosts_2.jpgThere’s just no denying the dark recesses of human nature. Are you inclined to ignore them or explore them? If your answer is the latter, than you’ll appreciate a Henrik Ibsen play opening at the Guthrie tonight. A moral preacher and individualist at heart, Ibsen focuses on characters and psychological conflict, usually under threat of a moral cancer. Ghosts is a product of Ibsen’s second phase of playwrighting, in which he wrote mostly social protest dramas. Against a backdrop of social ills, such as infidelity, incest, and venereal disease, Ibsen spins his own version of a love story that somehow illustrates the counterproductive nature of duty, the uselessness of sacrifice, and lack of joy in work. “It is only the spirit of rebellion that craves for happiness in this life. What right have we human beings to happiness?”

    7:30, Guthrie Theater, 818 South 2nd St., Minneapolis; 612.377.2224; $18-$20.

    A Happy Ending

    If Ibsen’s harsh explorations are just too heavy for a Wednesday (And what day is better?), then you might want to turn to The Marriage of Figaro for your happy ending. Wow! Talk about spinning the world on its head. Isn’t it usually the operas that leave us wanting to slash our wrists? More often than not, they all die in the end. Well, not this time! The Minnesota Opera is presenting Mozart’s classic comedy, one of the original versions of the timeless story of two couples criss-crossing to catch their lovers in action. Watch their video clip below, and don’t miss the show.

    7:30 p.m., Ordway Center for the Performing Arts, 345 Washington St., Saint Paul; 651-224-4222; $60.50-$118.50.

    Apparently, Rabbits Do More Than Just…

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    Take the music in an entirely different direction and go with straight up dance. Yes, straight up — not in the traditional, classical sense, but in the no frills, no self-aggrandizing, no applause-seeking grandstanding kind of sense. Yeah, you know what I mean. Since when does a dance performance stop for applause? This was never the case years ago. When did we start this horrible practice? Tired of the bull and the pretentions? Bring it on back to the basics with The Rabbit Show. This one-hour cabaret-style showcase offers a wide variety of short dances by John Munger’s Third Rabbit Dance Ensemble and by guest artists representing the rich diversity of Twin Cities dance. With humor, excitement and clarity, this is thoughtful dance for real people.

    7 p.m., Bryant Lake Bowl, 810 West lake St., Minneapolis; 612-825-8949; $6-$10 (pay what you can).

    FILM
    Minnesota Horror

    sever copy.jpgTheater is not limited to stage acting, there’s film as well — altogether a different art in so many ways. And this is a special week in Minnesota film history. Yes, we whine and complain a lot about not having a strong enough local film base, but we’ve got two Minnesota films premiering this week. Yes, two! The first one, Sever is a story of family secrets, hidden obsessions, bizarre cults, mysterious illnesses, and all that scary good stuff. It was produced locally with an all-local cast. (More on the second one tomorrow.)

    7:30 p.m., Heights Theatre, 3951 Central Ave. NE, Columbia Heights; 763-788-9079; $8.

  • Coup de Grace on a Grim Day at the Strib

    One by one Strib reporters have been summoned in to a private meeting today with top Strib editors and told what their fate will be — reassignment, opportunity to reapply for current position, opportunity to apply for reassignment, etc. By reports describing post-interview expressions from “glum” to “despondent” to out-right tears, few Strib writers apparently saw “fresh and exciting opportunities in the challenging, fast-paced journalism world of tomorrow”, or whatever corporate-speak nonsense Team Par is selling today.

    Among the more startling “reassignments”. TV critic Neal Justin will be given the opportunity to “compete” with Deborah Rybak for a job reporting on TV. Not a column. Straight reporting. Who got hired. Who got fired and the ratings.

    Rybak has been on part-time status for several months, dealing with the death of her father and her mother’s Alzheimers. As of Monday evening no one from Strib management had contacted her about these changes.

    Linda Mack will be reassigned away from covering architecture.

    Recent hire Sara Glassman has been told her fashion beat is probably gone, but that may be re-thought when/if the paper hires a new assistant managing editor for features.

    The Strib will continue with both of its present music critics, theater critics and movie critics.

    But one atrocity has galvanized the glum and despondent more than most of the others. That would be the announcement that Ridder and Avista have summarily fired the half dozen people manning the company’s telephone switchboards. Most of this crowd are “sweet old ladies”, (one has been with the Strib for 40 years), who, in addition to being way too nice for pissed-off readers to stay surly with, stocked a jar of Tootsie Rolls and gum for the staff to grab as they passed back and forth.

    The new plan is apparently for a computer-operated system, although there are a lot of black jokes about Avista out-sourcing the switchboard to Bangalore.

    Looking at it another way though, as Nick Coleman put it, “When people call in to cancel their subscription over something that asshole Coleman wrote, there won’t be anyone there to take the call.”

  • Guild May Want to See Avista's Books

    Par Ridder’s barnstorming slide show, “Business Literacy”, (given first to the Pioneer Press staff before “right-sizing” them to virtual irrelevancy, and now yesterday to his new staff at the Star Tribune), is essentially a plea to the troops to have pity on the paper’s executive and investor class, which is facing the same severe economic duress as every other paper in the country.

    But, as the local Guild confirms, there is reasonably clear language in the existing contract allowing the Guild to examine ownership’s books if ownership demands lay-offs as a result of … economic duress.

    “Yes,” says Star Tribune Guild officer, Pat Doyle, “there is such language if they choose to seek lay-offs. And I fully expect the Guild to ask to see the books if they move that way.”

    Getting a public company to open the books to a union is rough enough. But a private company like Avista Capital Partners, (the Strib’s new owner)? Good luck.

    This after all is a collection of well-cloaked characters about whom, as Doyle puts it, “We don’t know who they are. We don’t know how many of them there are. We don’t know how much money they’ve put in. We don’t know who has how much much invested,” and, as a kicker, “We have never heard them say anything about the kind of journalism they intend to practice.”

    On the other hand, the threat of a protracted battle over Guild access to Avista’s no doubt fascinating and highly revelatory books, might be leverage enough to make Avista sweeten the current buy-out pot — (the Guild is unimpressed with the offer Ridder trotted out yesterday, and a highly-unscientific survey doubts he would get more than 15 to 20 takers, far short of the 50 “needed” from the newsroom) — and/or abort lay-off talk altogether.

    As you might expect, staff reaction to Ridder’s slide show was pretty dismissive. “The problem he has,” says Doyle, “is that there is no reason to take his word on any of this lacking any kind of corroborative information.” Ridder’s presentation was apparently quite light on the other shoe of the current newspaper business climate, namely investor demands for fat profit-taking … NOW.

    “No one doubts that down the road a ways it could get pretty bad,” Doyle continues, “but the last time anyone looked this paper was still making around a 20% profit.”

    The current Avista buy-out offer, which is technically a “proposal” that Avista wants the Guild to examine and respond to, does not apply to the most recently hired, (i.e. younger, cheaper) suburban “bureau” reporters. They can not apply for this buy-out. BUT, if the company moves to lay-offs, those recent hires would be the first cut under the rule of reverse seniority.

    Doyle re-emphasized that the Guild, “Is not willing to accept yesterday’s buy-out terms.” But the Guild must accept the terms before the buy-out process can begin. What that means is the clock on the two-week buy-out window will not begin ticking anytime soon. “I can’t see it opening anytime in May,” said Doyle.

  • There are Bigger Issues than Lileks.

    If they gave awards for networking and self-promotion, Star Tribune columnist James Lileks would long ago have been handed a gold-plated trophy for Lifetime Achievement. It has not passed without notice that amid the wholesale turmoil of the latest round of staff cuts at the Star Tribune that Lileks somehow made himself a centerpiece of the purge, the Sydney Carton if you will of the current terror.

    Remarkably well connected … hell, “enviably” well connected to prominent national columnists, bloggers and right-wing radio jockeys, Lileks’ reassignment/demotion from columnist to whatever comes next brought out waves of protest. (No one expects him to stay on.)

    Bemoaning Lileks’ fate on his show yesterday, Hugh Hewitt, a kind of clueless, insulated, fat cat banker version of Sean Hannity, declared Lileks, “the most beloved columnist in the Twin Cities.”

    Huh? (And who do you think fed him that line?)

    I confess to never being a big fan of Lileks’ work. The relevance of what appeared in the Star Tribune utterly escaped me. I just didn’t care. That also pretty much describes my attitude toward his far better-attended blog. What was of occasional interest were his florid musings on politics and the war in Iraq. While I always thought Lileks jumped on the wing-nut bandwagon in the early ’90s because it looked like a sure ticket to a radio career, and then stayed after cultivating a following, when writing on politics he at least was dealing in topics that mattered to someone other than himself, his wife, his daughter and any pets they had around the house.

    But “most beloved”? Please.

    As I have said before, the purpose of “The Daily Quirk” escaped me, (especially for the rumored $92k the Strib was paying him for it). It read like someone applying the Word of the Day to the retelling of the previous night’s not-too interesting dream. But subjective tastes withstanding, the guy has obvious talent. So my question for Strib managers (long before the current crowd) was … why not make him apply his talent to topics of actual relevance?

    One of his defenders makes the point that a fundamental mistake being made by newspapers is insisting that the highest calling of any newspaper writer is the ability to cover a housefire or a suburban public utilities commission. As though that sort of copy is what inspires eagerness in life long readers as they grab the paper off their lawn every morning.

    That kind of thinking is manifestly dull-witted. It’s what you get from casts of career managers, as opposed to career journalists. But it is the sort of homogenized thinking you get in a panicked environment, which pretty well describes most newspapers these days.

    One of the many ironies of the current newspaper business climate is that investor pressure for guaranteed short-term profit-taking is working with a management ethos that devalues precisely the sort of unique voices and points of view that are at the heart of big city newspapers and are what affix unique value to their product.

    Whether Lileks refused to give the Strib the kind of topical, relevant copy he wrote for himself and others, (he has recently dropped his Newhouse syndication gig), or whether the Strib never asked for it, I can’t say. But as pointlessly indulgent as “The Daily Quirk” was, pressuring the guy out the door is even more counter-effective.

    But “most beloved”?

    Jesus.

  • Eat, Read, and Be Merry

    DINING
    Meet The Chef: Grand Café

    2355801421.jpgOne of the great joys of dining out is not having to worry about the cooking, but wouldn’t it be nice to see what happens behind the scenes? Wouldn’t it be nice to watch and learn, and perhaps even be able to recreate the experience at home? Tonight might offer just this opportunity. Join Chef Justin Frederick, of the Grand Café, as he prepares a five course meal designed to celebrate spring cuisine. It’s a dinner and a cooking class all wrapped up in one. How can you go wrong? The evening will begin with an appetizer of Le Lapin Terrine and a salad of fava beans, Spring beans, black truffle pecorino, and shaved artichokes. Then, a lesson on fish, as Justin demonstrates the process of butchering a whole head-on wild Alaskan halibut prepared with a Spring vegetable risotto with pistou, a mixture of crushed basil, garlic, and olive oil. Top off the evening with an Italian dessert of affuccato, fresh espresso poured atop ice cream, with pignoli cookies. Eat and learn, folks. Tonight’s your chance to learn the art of the increasingly hard to find neighborhood café.

    6 – 9 p.m., Grand Café, 3804 Grand Ave. S., Minneapolis; 612-822-8260; $70.

    BOOKS & AUTHORS by Jon Lurie
    More Glitterati than Geek

    4148486032.jpgSherman Alexie was born hydrocephalic, and doctors predicted he would suffer severe retardation. However, the very opposite occurred; he showed signs of prodigy, devouring novels by age five. Still, he endured effects of his condition — seizures and bed-wetting — and was subject to bullying on the Spokane Reservation where he grew up.

    In his new novel Flight (Alexie’s first in ten years), the celebrated author of Indian Killer and Reservation Blues seems to channel that ostracism into a fifteen-year-old protagonist whose acne is so bad he’s known simply as “Zits.” Today more glitterati than geek, Alexie is known for acerbic wit that causes his audience to laugh while their hearts break.

    7 p.m., Lake of the Isles Lutheran Church, 2020 West Lake of the Isles Pkwy., Minneapolis; 612-374-4023.

    ART AND LITERATURE
    Can’t Help but Love the Beatniks

    Beat.jpgWhat’s our obsession with the Beat Generation. Is it simply our appreciation of the great poetry that came from this? Or perhaps our romanticized ideals of the great characters of the movement: Kerouac, Ginsberg, Burroughs, Ferlinghetti? The celebration of disgust and imperfections? The screeching demand for freedom? Or is it just the associated styles — the black clothes, the bongos, the hats and shades — like some strange film noir apparition tossed into a seedy cafe? Whatever it is, it’s real, and it’s far-reaching. We love the Beats. Why fight it? Join photographer Christopher Felver for his Beat book release and installation of photography, letters, and ephemera from the Beat Generation. Tonight’s opening reception offers wine, hors d’ouvres, and live music by Chuck Solberg. Books will be available for sale courtesy of Magers & Quinn Booksellers, and Felver will be on hand to sign books and photographs.

    5 – 8 p.m., The Grand Hand Gallery, 611 Grand Ave., Saint Paul; 651-312-1122.

    FILM
    Here I Am

    3680505154.jpgThe Jewish Film Festival is in full swing, with a number of films at the Hopkins Cinema. Catch two films from the Israeli Heartbeat Series this evening: A Green Chariot and Like a Fish Out of Water. Or catch a most unusual feature at the Sabes Community Center. Hineini: Coming Out in a Jewish High School, just as the title suggests, is a film about a young girl coming out as a lesbian in a conservative Jewish school. Somehow, I can’t remember seeing this one before. Hineini — Hebrew for “here I am” — follows this young girl as she fights to establish a gay-straight alliance at a Jewish High School in Boston. The Jewish Gay Lesbian Bisexual Transgender Initiative is planning discussions to follow the film.

    7 p.m., Sabes Jewish Community Center, 4330 S Cedar Lake Rd., Jay and Rose Phillips Building, Edina; 952-381-3400.

    MUSIC
    Accidents Will Happen

    Elvis7.jpgWhat? You weren’t a big fan of Elvis Costello & the Imposters? How can that be? This guy has done it all — from his early days of punk and new wave, to the muddy backroads of country and soul. He attacks everything with his particular style, and that ever-so-trademark voice, which has matured and solidified over the years. This man is a true musician, and a much better guitarist than he’s ever given credit for. He keeps coming back after all these years, but for how much longer? Get it while it’s hot, baby.

    7 p.m., Myth, 3090 Southlawn Dr., Maplewood; 651-779-6984; $45.

  • What To Watch When You're Watching At Home

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    This week on DVD:

    What to watch, what to watch? Hollywood seems dead set on shoving its worst garbage down our throats this week, what with Spider-Man 3 devouring all the screens at the Multi-Plex. There’s not a whole lot that’s new this week down at your local video store, either. Breaking and Entering is half a good movie, boasts some of the most intense and realistic sex scenes in recent memory, but also veers wildly out of control. Jude Law gets his computer stolen by some young punk, and falls for the thief’s mother, who just happens to be Juliette Binoche, who is making every attempt to look dumpy and unattractive. For God’s sake…

    No, I didn’t see Fur: An Imaginary Portrait of Diane Arbus because I love Arbus’ work, know that casting Nicole Kidman was a grievous error, and think the film looks shallow and silly… Deliver Us From Evil, on the other hand, looks almost too intense, a probing look at abuse in the Catholic church, and including interviews with one particular priest who might just be the worst pedophile in American history… The Tiger and The Snow is the new, universally panned feature from Roberto Benigni. I am in utter awe at the Hindenburg-like crashing of this actor’s career. Life is Beautiful could be the worst film ever to win as many Oscars as it did, and that seems to have prompted Mr. Benigni to remake it, over and over and over again. Apparently, he sold his soul for Hollywood’s magic hardware, and now he’s paying the price…

    On a side note, the great critic Anthony Lane has an incredible article about Barbara Stanwyck in last week’s New Yorker. A wise cineaste would do well to read the piece, marvel at the writing, ignore what’s new at the Hollywood Video and rent The Lady Eve, Sam Fuller’s The Forty Guns, Stella Dallas, or Double Indemnity, among the many classics that starred that classic broad.

    Also, check out that weird southern rag The Oxford American, which has an entire issue dedicated to Southern Films (available at select newsstands through June). Uneven as usual, the American is nonetheless fascinating, especially Gerald Early’s great piece on exploitative films. Includes a DVD of film clips. At the very least, you’ll come away with a handful of titles to grab for your Netflix queue.

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  • Fashion Strides

    skort.jpgBecause registration just opened for the Twin Cities Marathon (and, as of now, is still open), I’m still stuck on the issue of running fashion. Huge strides (hardy-har!) have been made in this area as of late, with much thanks to the running skort (an Adidas version is seen at left, as modeled by my friend D’Ann during a recent spree at Marathon Sports) and Stella McCartney (see below). And yet, I still see plenty of sweaty saps circling the lakes in their soaked cotton gym shorts–you know, the ones that creep higher and higher up the slicked plump inner thigh until meeting at the center of the crotch. Tsk-tsk.

    main.jpgIn any case, over the past two years, I’ve been very happy to witness the gradual relaxing of standards for running attire. Used to be runners were expected to look dumpy. Not anymore. As a matter of fact, at last week’s TC 1-Mile Race, I spotted the funkiest running getup I’ve seen to date. I almost collapsed under pressure of envy! She was wearing a sports bra and “compression” shorts over this last-season Stella McCartney for Adidas tennis dress. (Sorry about picturing the unattractive mannequin, folks. I wasn’t packing the Elph that day.)

    As far as I’m aware, the only place to see and touch Stella McCartney for Adidas is at the Mall of America’s Paiva store. But for convenience sake, I’ve provided a link to the ShopAdidas selection of stuff from our fair lady Stella. But, since this is also an issue of comfort, the Twin Cities’ finest running specialty stores are currently stocked with all kinds of great-looking, high-performance skorts.

  • Early Indications: Strib to Lose 50 from Newsroom

    Word from the still on-going meeting Star Tribune publisher Par Ridder is holding in the paper’s jam-packed assembly room-cafeteria is that Avista Capital Partners will cut approximately 50 more newsroom jobs within the next two weeks through an enhanced buy-out plan. The plan will compensate employees two weeks for every year of service up to a new maximum of 52 weeks, plus an additional six months health insurance coverage.

    The paper announced on its intranet service that it will seek 145 job cuts from the company as a whole.

    Gallows humor was abundant as Ridder trotted out essentially the same “Business Literacy” computerized slide show he gave last year at the St. Paul Pioneer Press. This is the one where all indicators point down, except of course executive compensation and shareholder value.

    Another story making the rounds this afternoon is a sighting of Ridder out for his morning jog this AM … wearing a St. Paul Pioneer Press t-shirt.

    Ridder’s note to the Strib staff:

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    >by Par Ridder, Publisher and CEO
    >May 7, 2007 – At an all employee meeting today we announced that as part of our ongoing efforts to reduce costs, the Star Tribune will be reducing the workforce by about 145 employees, primarily through a voluntary buyout program. I want to summarize some of the key points from the meeting that give context to this decision. The Star Tribune is in the same situation as most other metropolitan newspapers across the country. Our revenue has been declining for two years now, while expenses have been increasing. Our performance for the first quarter of 2007 was much worse than we anticipated, and there are signs that this trend will not reverse soon. Our revenue decline is primarily due to a steep drop in Classified advertising. We are facing both weak markets in real estate, automotive and employment and a migration of advertising in these categories from print to online. Declining revenue and increasing expenses mean that our profit has dropped substantially these past two years. For us to be a healthy, viable business, we must stabilize this situation-first by getting our costs in line with our revenue. Our costs fall into three main areas: compensation, newsprint and all other. Compensation is by far our largest expense category. In addition to other efforts being made to reduce costs, we have determined that we will need to go down about 145 jobs this year in order to achieve the necessary expense reductions. While we will be looking to reduce newsprint and all other costs as well, we are now faced with the necessity of having to reduce our workforce. Most other major metropolitan newspapers around the country have already taken this step. The senior vice presidents and I have put together a plan that seeks to get the majority of these reductions through voluntary buyouts. Those who are eligible for this voluntary program will be notified. However, if we do not get enough volunteers, we will have to move to layoffs to get the necessary reductions. There also are some job eliminations in this plan. It’s important to understand that our business model has fundamentally changed. This is not a temporary situation but a major shift in the media environment that we will be wrestling with for years to come. As I mentioned in the meeting, dismantling a newspaper is not a strategy. However, cutting costs will allow us to stabilize our business as we work to reallocate resources so we can get the Star Tribune growing again. This summer we will be having all company meetings to create our strategy going forward. Everyone will be invited and I encourage you to attend. From the ownership change to the change in leadership and finally this announcement, this clearly has been a tough few months for everyone. Thank you for your professionalism and hard work as we navigate this difficult time.
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