Every Saturday at 11:30am, Monday at 7pm and Thursday at 9pm, the Charles presents repertory films in DCP format (and from time to time on 35mm film) in The Charles’ original 360 seat theatre.
| BRAZIL | Thursday, November 20 |
| Marathon Man | Saturday, November 22 |
| The Last Waltz | Thursday, November 27 |
| Stray Dog | Saturday, November 29 |
| Lifeforce | Thursday, December 4 |
| Ball of Fire | Saturday, December 6 |
| CURE | Thursday, December 11 |
Smart move on Terry Gilliam’s part adopting a cockeyed steampunk aesthetic here. It places the film slightly outside the typical pop-culture timescale and keeps a fable-like veneer slapped on top of what is, at root, a dystopian tale of repression, stupidity, and cruelty. Jonathan Pryce stars as the most everyman Everyman ever. more »
One of the great ‘70s paranoid thrillers rests on the narrow shoulders of Dustin Hoffman. Working his annoying-kid vibe to his advantage, Hoffman’s everydork seems suitably overwhelmed when he’s dragged into an international conspiracy involving shadowy government agents and Nazi war criminals (e.g. a delicious Laurence Olivier) more »
Peer around Robbie Robertson’s ego to locate a top-five greatest concert film. Not only does the Band tear through a heap of their Americana-ground-zero hits like it was the last time, but the murderer’s row of special guests can’t be topped: Muddy Waters, Bob Dylan, Neil Young, Joni Mitchell, Van Morrison, and more. Boomer heav more »
Toshiro Mifune in a crisp white suit and cap presents one of the underrated iconic looks in cinema. His rookie detective loses his pistol to a pickpocket in a heat wave and leads the audience on a tour of postwar Japan’s sweaty mean streets as he tries to get it back before it’s used in more crimes. This is where Akira Kurosawa’ more »
Naked space vampires! If that logline doesn’t sell you, please note that Tobe Hooper (The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Poltergeist) directs and duly manages to squeeze considerable mileage out of some cool production design, coulda-been-worse practical effects, and C-list actors like Steve Railsback and Peter Firth. Not to mention n more »
Barbara Stanwyck’s nightclub-singer moll lams it from the cops and hides out amid a clutch of milquetoast encyclopedia researchers led by hunky grammarian Gary Cooper. Cooper’s character finds her slangy argot fascinating, then falls for the rest of the package. With Howard Hawks directing and Billy Wilder co-writing the script, more »
Random people keep turning up gruesomely murdered, their placid killers unaware of having done the deed. The unrelated victims sport an “x” carved deep into their throats. From that premise, Japanese dread master Kiyoshi Kurosawa weaves one of the great modern psychological thrillers and perhaps his deepest meditation on the lon more »
