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Back to Kotelnich(France, 2003)

French writer Emmanuel Carrère, in Russia to cover the release of a Hungarian prisoner of war forgotten in an asylum for 50 years, met and befriended a couple in a bar. He returned after a year and a half to shoot more footage of them, then came back several weeks later after the wife (and infant son) were shockingly murdered. Carrère is a sharp narrator and has a calm, observant screen presence, but neither he nor we know what his film is about until the last five minutes. All documentaries are constructed -- no story unfolds in a linear, succinct manner, least of all just because a camera is rolling -- but few as transparently (and unsatisfyingly) as this one. Ultimately, Kotelnich is a sensitive, languidly paced contemplation of one's connections to one's roots and "homeland," camouflaged as a murder mystery and a eulogy. Carrère comes up with an unexpectedly personal and poignant ending, but you'll need a flask of vodka to get you there. (Michael Fox)

Sunday, April 18, 3:45 p.m., Pacific Film Archive; Tuesday, April 20, 9 p.m., AMC Kabuki; Friday, April 23, 4 p.m., AMC Kabuki

Control Room(U.S./Egypt, 2003)

Jehane Noujaim's documentary takes viewers behind the scenes of the Arab satellite news channel Al Jazeera and its coverage of the 2003 Iraq War. Noujaim makes a pass at being fair and balanced by including several American voices, the most honest of which admits that Al Jazeera represents an Arab nationalism essentially no different, but "on the other end of the scale," from Fox News' "American nationalism." Certainly the Arab journalists appear to be hardworking professionals; a couple of them seem to hate America, one hates only American policy, and a fourth is anxious to get a job with American TV and move to the States. Sharing the ups and downs of the war with them allows a good look both at how the Pentagon managed the news it fed to world journalists and at the station's evident exasperation with America's brilliant propaganda war and easy military victories. As for the channel's most provocative claim, that its Baghdad headquarters was targeted by American bombers, the film fails to refute our country's insistence that soldiers were taking fire from the building. No evidence is given either way, a journalistic failure on Noujaim's part that mars this otherwise interesting document. (Gregg Rickman)

Friday, April 16, 9:30 p.m., AMC Kabuki; Saturday, April 17, 6:30 p.m., Pacific Film Archive; Sunday, April 18, 1:30 p.m., AMC Kabuki

Dame le Mano(Netherlands, 2003)

Dutch filmmaker Heddy Honigmann's compelling documentary follows a half-dozen Cuban exiles living in northern New Jersey as they work, cook, and (for half the movie) play and dance traditional rumba music out of Africa via the Caribbean. The performers, mostly old, create rhythm on anything handy -- even plastic buckets -- and talk freely about how they use music to keep them vital, ward off depression, even fight cancer. Many of these individuals, particularly two of the dancers and a 62-year-old chef, are so vibrant and charismatic that it's a pleasure to spend time with them. The film's attempt to ground its stars in the daily reality of mostly marginal employment and exile is less successful -- the Cubans don't really open up about why they left home, maybe because Honigmann never asks -- but the footage of these great performers working as security guards, selling coffee, etc., drives home the point that they are musicians because they just love the music. Most likely you will, too. (Gregg Rickman)

Saturday, April 17, 3:10 p.m., Pacific Film Archive; Monday, April 19, 9 p.m., AMC Kabuki; Wednesday, April 21, 4 p.m., AMC Kabuki; Thursday, April 22, 10 a.m., AMC Kabuki

The Firemen's Ball

(Czechoslovakia, 1967)

Milos Forman, this year's recipient of the SFIFF award for Lifetime Achievement in Directing, scored his greatest hits with One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest (1975) and Amadeus (1984). Before finding freedom and fortune in America, Forman made several gently subversive and internationally acclaimed films in his native Czechoslovakia. This sporadically amusing sendup of bureaucratic incompetence was the last movie he made under a totalitarian regime (which belatedly banned it a few years after its 1967 release). A social satire set during a raucous annual bash marred by disappearing raffle prizes and an ineptly run beauty contest, the film has seen most of its edge inevitably dulled in the ensuing decades. The picture pointedly suggests that the buffoons in charge have effectively lost control, thanks to a haphazard mix of capriciousness, corruption, and favoritism, and the people have the power. Gee, maybe it's not so dated after all. (Michael Fox)

Sunday, April 18, 1:30 p.m., Castro

Get Up!(Japan, 2003)

The description of Izutsu Kazuyuki's Get Up! as a heartwarming yakuza comedy may induce reflexive eye-rolling, especially when the movie involves a plot to kidnap James Brown as a parting gift to a prison-bound gangster boss who wants to make contact with the daughter he hasn't seen for 25 years before doing his time. Still, it's silly, inconsequential, musical good times set among American and Japanese pop-culture impersonators at a resort. The funniest scenes are when characters cry -- Boss Habara's henchmen break into open-mouthed bawling and shameless prostration when they hear of his plans to disband the "family" before being incarcerated. I suppose I shouldn't take seriously the message that a man's devotion to his kin in crime redeems him for the neglect of his biological daughter. OK then, I'll just mull over the film's primitive use of an African-American character as a cartoonish butt of laughter. (Frako Loden)

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