FRIDAY:
>> The Freer Gallery kicks off it's 10th annual Iranian Film Festival this weekend, and it's well worth a look. We'd recommend Tahmineh Milani's latest film The Unwanted Woman, a story about a married couple confronted with the devastating effects that sexual desire can have in their society. Milani is the same filmmaker who was jailed after her 2001 film The Hidden Half perturbed the fundamentalist Iranian government. As you might imagine, Milani has a hard time getting her films shown, so this is a screening worth supporting. Friday at 7 p.m., and Sunday at 2 p.m. in the Meyer Auditorium.
>> Local heavies the Lucky Bastards are saluting longtime drummer Dam Periello tonight at Velvet Lounge, as he prepares to make a new, post-Bastards life for himself. With False Trust and Fully Operational Japan. $8, 10 p.m.
SATURDAY:
>> I finally went by the big Post Secret exhibition in Georgetown on Wednesday, and I'd really recommend it. Frank Warren has managed to display the confessional post cards he's been receiving for the better part of a year in nicely varied manner -- some blown-up poster size, some hanging from the ceiling, some tacked to a wall. If you still haven't gone, you only have until tomorrow to check it out. But can I make a small plea to the crowds at the show who for some reason feel compelled to line up in a psuedo-feed line and wait and wait and wait for their turn to shuffle past each card in an unreasonably slow procession? People, this is art, not 2nd grade. Try circulating through the room and viewing the pieces in a less precise manner. Otherwise we'll be here all night.
SUNDAY:
J.D. Smith and Claudia Gary Annis will give a free reading of new poems at IOTA at 6 p.m. It's a bit of a slow weekend in terms of arts events (though clearly not for Skins fans), so I'll leave you with this J.D. Smith poem I like:
The Suitor Reviews His Talking PointsBecause diamonds are transported
in brown paper bags.Because a durian that goes unsold in Chicago
would be a staple in Singapore.Because penicillin arose
from aging bread.Because a twisted bone, too, yields marrow.
Because, knowing this,
you are worthy.



Yeah, how weird was that line? I immediatley forsook it, but then felt uncomfortable reading the ones that the linears had circled around -- I didn't want to piss anyone off. My suspicion is that the people who were so into the line were the ones who maybe had sent cards in and were intent on looking at each one to see if theirs was being shown -- then the rest of the people in the line just figured that the line was mandatory. After I thought about that I started looking harder at the people than the postcards, mentally assigning them to the one's I've been reading for months on postsecret.com.
The fact that there is a line to see something in a DC art show outside of a museum tells you just how well-received and spectacular this exhibition truly has been and is.
Warren has done something that no DC area artist has done in my memory: reached out to arts intelligentsia, to the art savvy public and to the public period!
And it couldn't have happened to a nicer person!
Lennox, it's not a line to get in to see the cards -- it's a line within the exhibit of people slowly sidestepping from card to card. Think about how weird it would be to go inside of a museum and instead of people wandering around and enjoying the works, everyone got in a single-file line and appreciated the works in the exact same order for only as long as the person in front of them and the person behind them felt like holding still for. I excpected some guy to be handing out soup at the end. Also, your comment about the niceness of Warren stinks of you just being happy for your friend or being overwhelmed by a psuedo-celeb having had one 3 minute conversation with you. Your previous crowing about how truly spectacular the exhibition has been sounds pretty cheap. It's kind of like how my mom says I'm pretty.