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With a click of our heels…

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Superman, is that you?
…away we go! Well, nowhere in particular, but as we head out for the long weekend, a few random quotes from other critics (and critics of critics) to ponder.

Roger Ebert does A.O. Scott doing Anthony Lane literature snark on "The Devil Wears Prada":

"The Devil Wears Prada" is based on the best-selling novel by Lauren
Weisberger, which oddly enough captures the exact tone, language and
sophistication of the books of my childhood: There was nowhere to wipe
my sweaty palms except for the suede Gucci pants that hugged my thighs
and hips so tightly they’d both begun to tingle within minutes of my
securing the final button. This novel was on the New York Times
best-seller list for six months, and has been published in 27
countries. I hope some of the translators left the word "both" out of
that sentence.

Taking on the same film, Ella Taylor at the LA Weekly finds something to treasure in the finale:

What a pity, then, that in the
end, "The Devil Wears Prada" flabs out in all the usual ways, turning
every major player into a softie and bestowing on the villain-in-chief
a maternal streak that, however warped, strains all belief. Well,
almost all: There’s got to be some encouraging malice left in a woman
who would sic the likes of Lauren Weisberger onto The Village Voice. In
the book she ends up where she belongs — freelancing for Seventeen, and
something Conde-Nasty called The Buzz.

At Like Anna Karina’s Sweater, Filmbrain responds to Armond White‘s review of "The Road To Guantanamo," wondering "where does film criticism end, and knee-jerk reactionary political diatribe begin?"

At Salon, Andrew O’Hehir notes that this may be the most upbeat downbeat indie film summer in a long white, before recounting some encouraging box office numbers:

We’re bullish on America yet again this week here at Beyond the
Multiplex world HQ. OK, that’s a lie — as the latest crop of indie
films demonstrates, our country is trapped in a slowly worsening
nightmare in Iraq, and its energy policy (try to say that phrase
without snickering) is pretty much being set in the boardrooms of Big
Oil. But, hey. It’s shaping up as a terrific summer for movies, even if
you have only the vaguest idea that somebody, for some reason, made a
new Superman film.

And of that Superman film, Matt Zoller Seitz, returning to the New York Press, writes nicely:

The film’s most haunting scene finds Superman floating above the earth,
eavesdropping on layers of conversation, then becoming overwhelmed and
shutting them all out. He could be a two-fisted cousin of the angels
from "Wings of Desire." He feels guilt over needing not to be needed, if
only for an instant. He’s an extraordinary ordinary man—the better
angel of our nature.

We’ll be back Wednesday.

+ The Devil Wears Prada (
+ En Vogue (LA Weekly)
+ Film criticism or Op-Ed piece: Armond White and the smugness of torture victims (Like Anna Karina’s Sweater)
+ Beyond the Multiplex (Salon)

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The Best Of The Last

Portlandia Goes Out With A Bang

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The end is near. In mere days Portlandia wraps up its final season, and oh what a season it’s been. Lucky for you, you can watch the entire season right now right here and on the IFC app, including this free episode courtesy of Subaru.

But now, let’s take a moment to look back at some of the new classics Fred and Carrie have so thoughtfully bestowed upon us. (We’ll be looking back through tear-blurred eyes, but you do you.)

Couples Dinner

It’s not that being single sucks, it’s that you suck if you’re single.

Cancel it!

A sketch for anyone who has cancelled more appointments than they’ve kept. Which is everyone.

Forgotten America

This one’s a “Serial” killer…everything both right and wrong about true crime podcasts.

Wedding Planners

The only bad wedding is a boring wedding.

Disaster Hut

It’s only the end of the world if your doomsday kit doesn’t include rosé.

Catch up on Portlandia’s final episodes on demand and at

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Your Portlandia Personality Test

The New Portlandia Webseries Is Going Your Way

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Carrie and Fred understand that although we have so much in common, we’re each so beautifully unique and different. To help us navigate those differences, Portlandia has found an easy and honest way to embrace our special selves in the form of a progressive new traffic system: a specific lane for every kind of driver. It’s all in honor of the show’s 8th and final season, and it’s all presented by Subaru.

Ready to find out who you really are? Match your personality to a lane and hop on the expressway to self-understanding.

Lane 10: Trucks Piled With Junk

Your junk is falling out of your trunk. Shake a tail light, people — this lane is for you.

Lane 33: Twins

You’re like a Gemini, but waaaay more pedestrian. Maybe you and a friend just wear the same outfits a lot. Who cares, it’s just twinning enough to make you feel special.

Lane 27: Broken Windows

Bad luck follows you around and everyone knows it. Your proverbial seat is always damp from proverbial rain. Is this the universe telling you to swallow your pride? Yes.

Lane 69: Filthy Cars

You’re all about convenience. Getting your car washed while you drive is a no-brainer.

Lane 43: Newly Divorced Singles

It’s been a while since you’ve driven alone, and you don’t know the rules of the road anymore. What’s too fast? What’s too slow? Are you sending the right signals? Don’t worry, the breakdown lane is nearby if you need it.

Still can’t find a lane to match your personality? Check out all the videos here. And see the final season of Portlandia this spring on IFC.

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Last-Minute Holiday Gift Guide

Hits from the '80s are on repeat all Christmas Eve and Day on IFC.

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