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“DETROPIA”   My rating: B (Opens Oct. 26 at the Tivoli)

90 minutes | No MPAA rating

For those who require them, there are plenty of facts and figures on display in “Detropia.”

Try these on for size:

In 1930 Detroit was America’s fastest-growing city; now it is the fastest shrinking.

Detroit now has 100,000 abandoned houses or empty residential lots.

Over the last 50 years, Detroit has lost 50 percent of its population.

But Heidi Ewing and Rachel Grady’s cinema verite documentary is more a mood piece than anything else, a sort of cinematic lament for the death of a once-great city.  The effect is impressionistic, with the camera wandering empty streets and shattered neighborhoods, looking for life.

It’s all the result of the shrinking auto industry, which has shipped thousands of jobs overseas to take advantage of cheap Third World labor, with the result that now the United States is beginning to resemble a Third World country.

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Zac Efron, Nicole Kidman

“THE PAPERBOY” My rating: C- (Opening Oct. 26 at the Glenwood at Red Bridge)

107 minutes | MPAA rating: R

“The Paperboy” is a big ol’ heaping plate of Southern-fried sleaze. It’s just full of empty calories. If only it tasted better.

Director Lee Daniels’ followup to his celebrated “Precious” is a slog through small-town Florida circa 1969. It’s a mystery…sort of. It’s a lurid Jim Thompson-ish wallow in lust. It’s a commentary on the bad old days when black folks were pretty much just considered “the help.”

Most of all, though, “The Paperboy” is a live skinning of redneck stereotypes, with the clichés laid on so thick you almost feel sorry for the thick-browed Honey Boo Boo-ed recipients of Daniels’ scorn.

Miami newspaper hotshot Ward Jansen (Matthew McConaughey) returns to his tawdry little home town to investigate the conviction of a local swamp rat in the murder of a lawman. Hillary Van Wetter (John Cusack, looking very much the worse for wear) now sits on Death Row.

But since his trial the swamp-slogging Hillary has become the obsession of white trash hottie Charlotte Bless (Nicole Kidman), who has collected tons of overlooked evidence that suggests Hillary was framed. She’s determined to get her man out of the hooscow and into her bed.

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Elizabeth Olsen, Josh Radnor

“LIBERAL ARTS” My rating: B (Opening Oct. 19 at the Tivoli)

97 minutes l MPAA rating: PG-13

Elizabeth Olsen figures prominently in “Liberal Arts,” which is the first clue that this might be a pretty good film. (I think Olsen is the cat’s pajamas and that no movie in which she participates is a lost cause.)

Then you realize that this triple-threat effort (writer, director, star) from Josh Radnor has a lot more than just Olsen going for it.

Radnor is a regular on TV’s “How I Met Your Mother,” but his film is blessedly free of sitcom-y moments.

It’s a funny, thoughtful, and tasteful movie — and it had better be, given that it centers on one of the oldest, most queaze-inducing premises out there: the older-man/younger-woman movie.  This is a genre that can easily slide into EWWWWW territory.

But Radnor pulls it off effortlessly.

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“TOM & HARRY” My rating: C+  (Opening Oct. 19 at the Screenland Crown Center, Screenland Armour and Glenwood Arts)

115 minutes | No MPAA rating

“Tom & Harry,” area documentarist Terrence O’Malley’s latest feature,  explores the relationship between future President Harry Truman and the Pendergast political machine that ruthlessly ran Kansas City for more than three decades.

Harry Truman and his mentor Boss Tom Pendergast

It’s an exhaustive dip into local historyl and a genuinely amazing gallery of images from our city’s past.

O’Malley is an impressive collector of facts and photographs. My main beef is that he’s not much of a dramatist.

There’s a ton of information presented here (often at breakneck speed…O’Malley’s narration is breathless, as if he’s trying to cram as much data as possible into our brains  before time runs out) but no emotional hook. Too often “Tom & Harry” feels like an antiseptic classroom presentation.

Part of the problem lies with O’Malley’s role as a virtual one-man movie studio. That pretty much by his lonesome he’s been able to turn out three feature docs is nothing short of miraculous. (His earlier efforts are “Nellie Don: A Stitch in Time,” about a family member, ‘30s fashion icon Nell Donnelly, and “Black Hand, Straw Man,” an encyclopedic history of organized crime in KC.)

Actually “Tom & Harry” is less the story of two men than a history of the Pendergast political machine, formed at the turn of the century by big brother Jim Pendergast, who became the Irish kingpin of the West Bottoms and saw his influence extend to the entire city. With Jim’s early death his much younger brother Tom stepped up, perfecting patronage politics and exploiting the ward system to seize control of much of  city government.

Under Pendergast (never elected to anything, his official title was chairman of the Jackson County Democratic Club) police tolerated drinking during Prohibition and thus inadvertently encouraged the city’s jazz subculture.  Of course, you wouldn’t want to be around on election days, when armed thugs patrolled the polling places, beating up anyone who objected to the ballot-stuffing perpetrated by “dead” voters recruited by Big Tom.

Harry Truman, failed haberdasher, got his political start thanks to the Pendergast machine. But “Tom & Harry” falls short in never asking one burning question: To what extend was Harry Truman (county judge, U.S. Senator, Vice President and President) complicit in Pendergast’s corrupt regime?

The film suggests (tangentially) that Truman was his own man and never used his elected position to do anything illegal or morally questionable on behalf of Pendergast (at least nothing beyond day-to-day patronage deals, commonplace back then though considered tawdry today).

O’Malley interviews for the film a scholar who has written a book about Truman and Pendergast. This would have been a perfect opportunity to ask an expert to address that question.  But, no, the talking head comments from the historian (as well as a Pendergast descendant) are bland and not particularly informative.

Pendergast headquarters, 19th and Main

I’ve also got a few concerns about the doc’s organization, which jumps back and forth in time. Hard to follow.

And while the film is crawling with factoids, it never really lets its two leading men emerge as real personalities. Precisely what kind of men were they to deal with? The film could have used some of that sort of color.

Still,  “Tom & Harry” is a crash course in Kansas City’s political past and a useful tool in understanding how we got where we are today.

| Robert W. Butler

“SAMSARA” My rating:  B (Now at the Tivoli)

102 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13

Technically “Samsara” is a documentary. By which I mean it’s a visual record of real places and people. But narratively it’s an example of the niche filmmaking I first encountered with “Koyaanisqatsi” lo these 30 years ago. Every so often the New Age movement comes up with one of these visual mind-blowers.

“Samsara” was  directed by Ron Fricke and producer Mark Magidson, whose previous efforts in this vein include “Baraka” and “Chronos.”

They spent five years in two-dozen countries lugging around a 70mm camera to capture these intoxicating images, which have been set to music by, among others, Michael Stearns, Marcello DeFrancisci and Lisa Gerrard (of the band Dead Can Dance). The soundtrack is more meditative than melodic (lots of exotic third-world instruments).

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John Goodman, Alan Arkin, Ben Affleck

“ARGO” My rating: B+ (Opens wide on Oct. 12)

120 minutes | MPAA rating: R

Based more or less on true events, “Argo” is a hugely satisfying thriller that grabs our attention early and then with workmanlike precision tightens the screws until we’re ready to jump out of our seats.

This is no small accomplishment, inasmuch as by now just about anyone interested in the movie knows how it ends. But like Ron Howard’s “Apollo 13,” Ben Affleck’s latest (he’s the star and the director) is so effective that it keeps you guessing right up to the last minute.

The film opens with a hair-raising recreation of the 1979 storming of the American embassy in Teheran, Iran, by revolutionaries incensed over the long, brutal, American-backed reign of the Shah.  While most of the Americans are frantically shredding sensitive documents, six take a back exit and end up as houseguests of the Canadian ambassador (Victor Garber).

While these half-dozen individuals (four men, two women) avoid the brutalities (including mock executions) of the 50-some Americans held hostage in the overrun embassy, they are nevertheless prisoners. They cannot leave the house or make any move that might draw attention to their whereabouts.

Moreover, if captured they will not be considered hostages, but spies. A noose or firing squad awaits them.

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Rodriguez

“SEARCHING FOR SUGAR MAN” My rating: A- (Opens Oct. 12 at the Tivoli and Glenwood at Red Bridge)

86 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13

“Searching for Sugar Man” plays less like a documentary than like a decade-spanning, continent-jumping whodunnit  about a legendary “lost” musician.

It is both specific and mythic, and the film is such a perfect series of ever-expanding revelations that I’m afraid to say too much about it, lest the pleasure of discovery be ruined for those who have so far managed to avoid the publicity blitz surrounding the movie.

So I’m going to assume, dear reader, that you know next to nothing about the obscure musician known as Rodriguez, and that you missed last Sunday’s “60 Minutes” segment about him and this movie.

This effort from Swedish filmmaker Malik Bendjelloul begins in Detroit, where in the late ‘60s a musician named Rodriguez recorded two albums that vanished without a commercial ripple. He was known only as Rodriguez, a singer/songwriter described by his producers – one a seasoned veteran of the Motown label – as an egoless drifter and a musical wordsmith whose songs rivaled those of Bob Dylan.

He wasn’t just a musician, they say. “He was a wise man and a prophet.”

No one seems to know what happened to Rodriguez. He just vanished.

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Chris Rock, Julie Delpy

“2 DAYS IN NEW YORK” My rating: C+ (Now showing at the Tivoli)

96 minutes | MPAA rating: R

“2 Days in New York” is absolutely dispensable, but as time killers go it’s a pleasant enough diversion, being  a continuation of the story begun five years ago in “2 Days in Paris.”

Once again French actress Julie Delpy writes, directs and stars in a comedy, casting her own relations and friends as the friends and family of her fictional character.

“…Paris” was about a French girl, Marion (Delpy), bringing her American beau (Adam Goldberg) to meet her eccentric parents.  Playing the latter were Albert Delpy and Marie Pillet, Delpy’s real-life parents.

The new film – obviously it takes place in NYC — starts with a puppet show  being acted out by Marion for the benefit of her young son. From this we learn that Marion is now divorced (the Adam Goldberg character, not seen here, lives just a few blocks away), that her mother is in heaven (indeed, Delpy’s real-life mother died in 2009) and that her father  and sister are coming to visit so that they can meet Marion’s new live-in beau.

That would be Mingus (Chris Rock), a music essayist and public radio deejay who has his own 8-year-old daughter from a previous marriage. He, Marion, her boy Lulu and his daughter Willow now happily cohabit in a Manhattan apartment.

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Emma Watson, Logan Lerman, Ezra Miller

“THE PERKS OF BEING A WALLFLOWER”  My rating: B+ (Opening Oct. 5 at the AMC Studio)

103 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13

Coming-of-age movies are such a cinematic staple that it takes something special to get my attention.

“Perks of Being a Wallflower” grabbed me early and never let go.

This directing debut by Stephen Chbosky (who adapted his own novel for young adults) isn’t technically adventurous, but when it comes to characterization, dialogue and situations, it’s like the work of an old soul.

Or, rather, an older soul looking back on his own youth, since I can only imagine that big chunks of the story are autobiographical.

Our protagonist is Charlie (an astonishingly good Logan Lerman), a loner and “wallflower” who is not at all looking forward to his first day in high school.

Charlie has a past, we learn in the course of the film.  There’s the suicide of one of his friends and the driving death years before of his beloved aunt (a relationship jam-packed with hair-raising, late-arriving revelations). Moreover, Charlie already has endured one mental/emotional breakdown and lives in terror of yet another.

Charlie is the kind of kid who gets picked on because he’s smart and decent and can see through the desperate posing that passes for adolescent society.

Though a lowly freshman, he’s lucky enough to fall into the good graces of a small coterie of high school outsiders, seniors who recognize in him their own former selves.

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“FRANKENWEENIE” My rating: A- (Opens Wide on Oct. 5)

87 minutes | MPAA rating: PG

Deliciously twisted yet genuinely warm, “Frankenweenie” is my new  favorite Tim Burton movie. At least it’s in a heated competition with ”Ed Wood” and “Sweeny Todd” for top honors.

Like Mel Brooks’ “Young Frankenstein,”  this is a wonderfully inventive, thoroughly hilarious and spectacularly executed homage to the old Universal Pictures horror movies.

Except that it’s animated, told from a child’s point of view and has a big, big heart. It’s destined to become a classic.

(This feature is an expansion of the live-action short “Frankenweenie” which Burton directed back in 1984 while employed by Disney.  You might want to check out the original on YouTube.)

Presented in glorious black and white (I saw the 3-D version…nifty), this is the story of a boy and his dog.

Victor (last-name: Frankenstein) is a loner whose best friend is his dog Sparky. Victor’s parents try to get him to participate in sports and other group activities, but he’s happiest either making monster movies in which Sparky stars or holed up in the attic of their tract home where he turns everyday appliances into lab equipment for his scientific experiments.

When poor Sparky is run over by a car, a mourning Victor secretly exhumes the pooch’s body from the pet cemetery and wires it up to receive a charge of lightning from a passing storm.

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