These Are The Top 16 Films At The Cine Latino 2017 Film Showcase This Weekend

These Are The Top 16 Films At The Cine Latino 2017 Film Showcase This Weekend

Cine Latino is a showcase of Ibero and Latin American films at the St. Anthony Main Theatre in Minneapolis, MN.

Are you looking for something to do this weekend? Do you like to watch movies? Of course you do! Check out Cine Latino!

Cine Latino is a showcase of Ibero and Latin-American cinema presented by the Minneapolis St. Paul Film Society. This 2017 showcase will focus on Mexican cinema, and will take place at the St. Anthony Main Theatre. If you haven't been to St. Anthony Main, you should check it out because the theatre itself is incredibly comfortable and gives good vibes, not to mention the location is next to the river and it's such a wonderful place to walk around. The films may be in Catalan, English, Spanish, or Portuguese. Don't fear! There will be subtitles, so you can still enjoy!

Wondering what's playing? The film line-up is as follows:

1. "The 4th Company"

Saturday, November 18, 6:00 p.m.
Sunday, November 19, 5:00 p.m.

2. "At the End of the Tunnel"

Sunday, November 19, 7:00 p.m.

3. "Bad Influence"

Friday, November 17, 2:45 p.m.

4. "Brimstone & Glory"

Saturday, November 18, 5:00 p.m.

5. "Devil's Freedom"

Sunday, November 19, 1:00 p.m.

6. "Gurumbé. Afro-Andalusian Memories"

Sunday, November 19, 3:30 p.m.

7. "Help Me Make it Through the Night"

Friday, November 17, 8:30 p.m.
Saturday, November 18, 8:45 p.m.

8. "Intimate Battles"

Saturday, November 18, 1:15 p.m.
Sunday, November 19, 2:45 p.m.

9. "No Dress Code Required"

Friday, November 17, 4:45 p.m.
Tuesday, November 21, 7:00 p.m.

10. "Nobody's Watching"

Friday, November 17, 9:15 p.m.
Sunday, November 19, 7:45 p.m.

11. "Santo Contra Hombres Infernales"

Saturday, November 18, 3:00 p.m.

12. "Such is Life in the Tropics"

Friday, November 17, 6:00 p.m.
Saturday, November 18, 3:30 p.m.

13. Summer 1993"

Thursday, November 16, 7:15 p.m.
Friday, November 17, 3:30 p.m.

14. "Two Irenes"

Sunday, November 19, 1:30 p.m.
Wednesday, November 22, 7:00 p.m.

15. "Vazante"

Saturday, November 18, 7:15 p.m.

16. "Woodpeckers"

Friday, November 17, 7:00 p.m.
Monday, November 20, 7:00 p.m.

Note: showings that have been crossed off have already passed

You can find descriptions of the films on the Cine Latino website, where you can also see what language the film is in and what country it is highlighting. Also feel free to check out the Cine Latino Facebook page!

This solves all your problems of not having any weekend plans! Attend this wonderful cultural event and learn something new. Cine Latino is a great learning opportunity for all and it shows films that you might not otherwise watch. So get out there, the world is your oyster, carpe diem! If you're a student, don't forget to bring your ID with you and you'll only have to pay $5.00!

Cover Image Credit: Cine Latino

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The End Of The Semester As Told By Todd Chrisley

Because we're all a little dramatic like Todd sometimes.

The last 3-4 weeks of every college student’s semester are always crazy hectic. We have last minute assignments, group projects, and exams all squeezed into the last few weeks before break.

Sometimes we all need a little humor, and sometimes we are all a little dramatic, so why not experience the last few weeks of the semester as told by the king of drama himself, Todd Chrisley of Chrisley Knows Best.

1. Sitting in class listening to your professor explain upcoming assignments/exams.

2. When your group project members refuse to do anything until the night before it's due or just show up the day of to present.

3. When you and your roommate try to cook with whatever few ingredients you have left in stock.

Because we definitely want to avoid going to the grocery store at the end of the semester if we can.

4. When your parents get tired of you calling them about every little inconvenience in your life.

5. Sitting down to work on assignments.

6. Your thoughts when the professor is telling you what they want from you out of an assignment.

7. When you've had about 30 mental breakdowns in 2 days.

8. Trying to search out the class for the right group members.

9. The last few days of classes where everyone and everything is getting on your nerves.

10. When your friend suggests going out but you're just done with the world.

11. This. On the daily.

12. When all you want to do is snuggle up and watch Christmas movies.

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The Breath of Solitude

A Poem With A Prologue // Polar Viewpoints.



She smacks your parted lips,

sucking the dry,

open cracks to a seal.

Pumping energy into your chest

and sending a continuous shiver

from lung to navel.

You can't help but cough,

as your lungs tighten and twist.

Ringing the frosty sensation out –

slipping through your parted lips.

The same parted lips that

allowed her deliberate fingers

to crawl inside

where she can escape her own dimension

of solitude.

The Breath of Solitude

All I know

is solitude.

We chat

every day

in conversations that circulate

behind the backs

of the present.

Solitude grinds my coffee beans,

as we sit

with our legs crossed,

waiting for dawn

to explode over our opaque landscape.

Solitude runs my bath,


as the Sun crashes

against the diminishing horizon.

But none of this is reality.

I am above

the dimension of reality.

Not theoretically,

but physically.

I am only a tool

to be used in the dimension

of your reality.

Drifting in and out,

twirling through your negative space.

My only purpose

is found through your breath;

but what do I do

when you stop breathing?

I wait for your fingers,

less deliberate than mine,

but filled with that

that I lack.

I cannot see the blood

that sloshes through the veins

in your innocent hands.

The blood that energizes

those fingers

upon which I wait.

But I know

the blood is there.

It isn't

what you do.

It isn't

the way you move.

Simply put,

it is

the way

that you exist.

The sheer fact

that you have a bursting burgundy waterfall


not only through your fingers,

but engulfing all of you

in its rich,



The only waterfall

that I encompass

is the waterfall

that you imagine.

I have no blood;

I have no way to exist.

And so I

wait for your fingers,

less deliberate than mine,

but filled with that

that I lack.

I wait for your fingers

to filter the heat

to a state of regulation,

a state of production,

a state in which I can exist.

The peach fuzz

that sleeps on the bridge of your nose

begins to rise

when your fingers initiate the flame.

The temperature reacts,

as would my heartbeat,

if I had a bursting burgundy waterfall,

or some type of life source

inhabiting my chest cavity.

As the heat

starts to melt

my metaphorical skin,

I become reality.

I don't have a face to smile,

or eyes to produce tears.

But I have thoughts.

I have words to say,

I have feelings to express.

I still can only drift,

in and out,

twirling through your negative space,

but now spiraling

into your positive space,

as well.


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