1127090415.jpgFriday night we trekked over to the Valley Life Sciences Building, after hours, to witness the first screening of “Berkeley” in Berkeley. We settled down in the aisle of the over-capacity lecture hall, not really knowing what to expect of the supposed “coming-of-age story” about a guy going to Cal in 1968. Turns out the writer/director himself, Bobby Roth, came all the way from big, bad Hollywood to introduce his little “indie” film. Alas, all we really knew was that the movie was called “Berkeley” and was being shown by Superb–for free. Had we realized that this was the very same, aptly titled, “Berkeley” movie mentioned last year in one of our posts, we might have saved our derriere the pain inflicted by the badly chosen venue’s hard plastic stairs and gone to see a real movie instead. Or maybe not, since it wouldn’t have been free.

Anyway, long story short, we ended up sitting (uncomfortably, mind you) through the entirety of one of the finest perpetuations of the “Berkeley stereotype” to ever kind of hit the big screen. Luckily, the audience seemed to have a good sense of humor and a healthy affinity for irony, because to say that this film was bad would be, frankly, giving it a bit too much credit. Sure, “The Fonz”–Henry Winkler. Duh?–made a decently-acted paternal appearance, and Tom Morello (who we just found out is actually in the band, Audioslave) is present as a reticent ‘Nam vet-cum-activist. We’re reasonably certain the rest of the cast was a bunch of hot amateurs. Case in point–the young protagonist is the director’s recent Berkeley grad of a son, Nick Roth. Who, incidentally, looks like a cross between that guy from “Airbud” and “Transamerica,” and Adrian Grenier. Anyone? Anyone? Alright. read more »