If Adelaide were a movie, it would definitely be
Bachelor Party. I see donkeys in hotel rooms all the time. Okay, so maybe we’re more like
Cast Away; amazing beaches and at least one Wilson… Who are we kidding? In reality, we’re probably more like
Speed, except the buses will explode if they ever go over 30kmph. Yes, we’re exactly like that.
There was once a movie about magic, where Wolverine battled Batman for the affection of the Black Widow whilst the original Alfie was confused as to why David Bowie was playing with electricity. Whilst our most accurate summary of
The Prestige may seem confusing, let the masters of the magic profession show you more than you could ever imagine at the
monthly meeting of Garden City 148, the local ring of the International Brotherhood of Magicians (IBM). On the fourth Wednesday of each month, they meet at the ‘Bombshelter’ at the corner of Ashley St and South Rd in Thebarton to discuss all things magic, with absolutely no intention of sawing anyone you in half. Pinky swear.
In 1981, Warren Beatty starred, directed, co-wrote and produced an epic about a revolutionary communist called Reds, which has absolutely nothing to do with the amazing
Winter Reds Festival up in the Adelaide Hills this weekend. Over 20 cellar doors will welcome you with open arms, but hunt through the program to find the ones with the free tastings. Stick around late enough and there are some after-dark festivities you might be able to sink your teeth into.
Owen Wilson has a nose probably on par with Pinocchio and Michael Jackson when it comes to global recognition. That nose found its way through back through time to
La Belle Epoque (which roughly translates to ‘the Golden Era without famous noses’). Once there, he managed to screw with the minds of such amazing artists as Renoir, Toulouse-Latrec and Gauguin. The end product can now be seen at the Art Gallery of South Australia, where an exhibition of prints and drawings by such artists affected by the time-travelling Owen Wilson are on display until this Sunday (note: Owen Wilson most likely did not travel back in time for real, but Michael J Fox is confirmed as having done so).
I forget where Herbie was in
Herbie Goes to Monte Carlo, but he did manage to rack up $25K on the craps tables before letting some humans take his wheel and commandeer him to do a barrel-roll in a tunnel (an entirely possible feat within the laws of Disney physics). Whilst there will be no barrel rolls at the Victoria Park racecourse this weekend during the epic 2nd round of the
UniSA Australia HPV Super Series Pedal Prix, there will be ridiculous amounts of people using their body to propel vehicles to extraordinary speeds. Human powered vehicles a go-go!
Finally, we end the week with an actual movie. Yes, really. The final instalment in the Free Movies in the Mall screenings for their Chinese Film Festival will see that cute balding kid in ‘80s epic
The Last Emperor screening under the Gawler Place Canopy amongst heaters, good company and Ricky’s Kitchen. Ricky is apparently quite upset that every week I suggest you shout at him, so this week I’ll be setting up a hidden camera and filming his reaction every time one of you does it. Surely it will get more views than what some people are calling the ‘new Chocolate Rain’ by Sean Fury.
Adelaide, take one. Anddd...action!
WORDS: Kosta Jaric