With notable exceptions such as Skidoo
or Song of the South
, movies are dispensed by our digital culture with all the ease and care of the soft-serve ice cream at an Old Country Buffet. Glutted as we are with bits and bytes and the easy availability of what seems like every single piece of media ever conceived, its all too rare these days to encounter the rare or the forgotten. Heres a hurrah, then, for archivist cinephiles like the folks behind the Kemper Museum of Contemporary Arts Sultry Cinema Serie
s, which twice this month screens films you wont find on Netflix. At todays free shows, at 4:45 and 7:15 p.m., the Kemper (4420 Warwick, 816-753-5784) offers Alan Rudolphs 1978 revenge drama Remember My Name
, which, like almost everything else at the Kemper, presents a hard-eyed look at the fragmented nature of modern American life. The key difference between this and, say, Crying Giant
: a cast that includes Anthony Perkins, Geraldine Chaplin and a very young Jeff Goldblum. Sometimes hallucinatory and often enlivened by the blues music of Alberta Hunter, Remember My Name
is a chance to feel things that anyone who rents DVDs from McDonalds never does: surprise and discovery.
Kemper Museum of Contemporary Art