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Because of space limitations, our print edition can't accommodate as many Critic's Choice boxes for older films as it once did. So welcome to "What's Old," a new weekly post in which I'll try to showcase the week's best revival. This week it's the Buster Keaton comedy Our Hospitality (1923), which screens tonight as part of the Silent Film Society of Chicago's annual summer festival, with live organ accompaniment by Michael Jacklin.
Our Hospitality was Keaton's first genuine feature (The Three Ages, released earlier that year, was really just three shorts slapped together), and it climaxes in one of his most hair-raising stunts, a daring rescue at the edge of a waterfall. It was also Keaton's first exercise in Americana, which would flower in two of his greatest movies, The General (1927) and Steamboat Bill, Jr. (1928).
The screening takes place tonight at 8 PM at the Portage Theater, 4050 N. Milwaukee; tickets are $12. Here's a nice little clip from the film, decked out with a tune by Daft Punk.
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I'm going to heaven.
No, I don't deserve it.
And there is nothing I can ever do to buy it.
No amount of money I can donate,
no deed righteous enough to save myself alone.
I'm not worthy enough, on my own, to claim eternal life...
But I don't have to do anything --
no incense to offer, no prayer schedules, not even going to church every sattarday --
Because it has already been done for me.
That's how much Jesus loves me.
He loves me more than my mom does.
More than any girlfriend I could ever have.
More than someone...
And I love him too...
Not as perfectly.
But I do...
I REALLY DO...
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GLORY HALLELUJAH BROTHAHS!