TGIF

Sometimes, Vurn, it's hard to predict whether I'm going to like a certain movie. For example, I recently joined Netflix and found that the gay category includes all of these independent movies with boys in their underpants. I was sure I had uncovered a treasure trove of classics that I was going to give my highest Cannes festival rating. Unfortunately, most of these movies have turned out to be much better with the mute button on. I'm not a snob, though. I'll definitely rerent "Voodoo Academy" when the mood strikes.

Luckily, we have a barometer of good taste in independent film that is completely reliable. It's called Patricia Clarkson. She could read the side of a tampon box and I would be enthralled. I saw her latest movie release, "The Dying Gaul", at the Nantucket Film Festival, and once again, she proved me right. It didn't hurt that Campbell Scott was getting jiggy bisexual with Peter Sarsgaard either, but even if you take out the sexual tension, as an intellectual thriller this movie rocks!

So, faithful readers, those of you who took and appreciated my last film selection "Loggerheads", take your $11 and enjoy a good TGIF on me.

Your loving critic,

Shirl