Alinsky was a community organizer born and raised in Chicago who worked closely with friends in high places in the Catholic Church. On what was probably his last visit to Chicago before he died in 1972, Alinsky appeared at the First Unitarian Church of Chicago, spoke sympathetically of the middle class and dismissively of demonstrators, and said the only way to change the system is from within it. He also spoke about demonizing the opposition. An organizer can't afford to grant that the enemy is 45 percent good and 55 percent bad, he said, because "people won't put themselves on the line for 10 percent."

Was he infected with a mind-controlling parasite? He was!
Peter McDonald, a busy actor in Irish and British TV, movies, and theater, debuts as writer-director with Pentecost, a comic trifle about a young lad whose soccer obsession complicates his altar-boy duties at the local parish. Irish writer Frank O'Connor was a master at mixing Catholic mystery with childhood shenanigans; McDonald seems to be aiming for the same thing here, but the laughs are too aggressive and the lack of any true religious feeling leaves this a weak farce. A former altar boy myself, I remember the terror that I'd commit the unforgivable sin of fucking up the Mass, a character idea McDonald flirts with but then abandons in favor of a big climactic gag. A trailer follows the jump.
MP Shows began booking bands at Pancho's, a mostly Cuban restaurant at 2200 N. California, in October 2010, after shows at Ronny's were suddenly shut down. A couple of months ago, MP honcho Brian Peterson and former Treat owner Tamiz Ciccone bought the place, and have since overhauled the menu, beer list, and aesthetic.
Amanda Forbis and Wendy Tilby's A Wild Life is one of two Oscar contenders that were funded by the National Film Board of Canada (the other is Patrick Doyon's Dimanche), which only goes to show that, for all the supposed evils of European-style socialism, it certainly has better cartoons. This hand-painted western story is distinguished by its handsome brushwork, which gives a tactile sense of the paint and a fair amount of expression to the simply drawn characters. Like many young Brits at the turn of the 20th century, the hero takes off for Canada in search of adventure, and Forbis and Tilby often frame their period details in static images: clothing, personal items, commercial products. In voice-over the hero explains how the call of the wild keeps pulling him farther west across the continent; all the while, black-and-white titles explain what a comet is. I expected this to end with the cowboy getting hit by the comet, but as it turns out, he is the comet, destined to disintegrate. A clip from the film follows the jump.