(FILM) At the end of Fallen Angels, there is a scene that has obsessed me since first watching the movie three years ago. A young man and woman are on a motorbike, speeding through an underground tunnel. The young man is smoking a cigarette; the young woman is holding on to him; both are in deep thought. At the moment they exit the tunnel the young man releases a puff of smoke, which in slow motion rises above their windblown hair into the morning air, and vanishes like a ghost as a crop of futuristic skyscrapers come into view. This is one of the most beautiful images I have ever seen; indeed, Fallen Angels is one of the most beautiful films I have ever seen, and it features a hypnotic Chinese triphop soundtrack. CHARLES MUDEDE
Little Theatre, 608 19th Ave E, 675-2044, 5:30, 7:30, & 9:30 pm, through March 19.
(VIDEO) If you're a staunch believer in the idea that every holiday, no matter how trivial, is the perfect time to put your emotions through the wringer, then you'll appreciate getting past the shamrock sales pitch of St. Patrick's Day by renting 1984's melancholy Irish romance, Cal. The divine Helen Mirren (who won a Best Actress award at Cannes for this performance) plays a widow still mourning the murder of her Protestant husband when she falls into a tender affair with John Lynch, who plays a young, guilty member of the I.R.A. Director Pat O'Connor and screenwriter Bernard MacLaverty stay away from potboiling melodrama, focusing instead on the levels of grief -- personal and political -- that contribute to a nation's tragedies. Cry a tear into your green beer. STEVE WIECKING
At a rental store near you. We think.
Melody Unit, Kinski, Carissa's Weird
(LIVE MUSIC) Every now and again, a show comes along that makes you pray that the Crocodile will be so crowded they'll have to open the bar in the showroom so you won't have to risk missing one second. This is one of those nights. Since it's impossible to pick one highlight -- and since Kinski and the Melody Unit both possess the ability to hypnotize anyone in the nearby vicinity -- allow me to recommend that you pay special attention to Carissa's Weird. Consider this lovely little combo the fragile flower of the local music scene: One touch could cause those velvety petals to fall apart in a cascade of melancholy. BARBARA MITCHELL
Crocodile, 2200 Second Ave, 441-5611, 9 pm, $7.
(ART) Consolidated Works mounts a large show of work by local graffiti artists, with a ringer thrown into the mix. Twenty years or so after the art form had its first national exposure, a new wave of graffiti artists is being snapped up by major New York galleries led by Barry McGee, whose work has also been seen at the local gallery Houston. For this show, the locals and McGee throw up their work on the walls of ConWorks' massive wooden warehouse. The show opens with an all-ages show featuring music from Source of Labor, 500 Years, and DJ Seen. ERIC FREDERICKSEN
Consolidated Works, 410 Terry Ave N, www.conworks.org, 860-5245, 7 pm-12 am, music starts at 9 pm. $5 suggested donation.
(FILM) In Hollywood, Viking films are thinly veiled Westerns that rue the passing of a pagan culture while gently embracing the "civilizing" force of Christianity. For the true Viking experience on film, you need a director from Scandinavia, from Iceland if possible (the last holdout of Viking civilization) -- you need someone like Hrafn Gunnlaugsson. The Grand Illusion is showing Gunnlaugsson's trilogy of Viking films, beginning with When the Raven Flies on Friday and Saturday, followed by Shadow of the Raven on Sunday and Monday, and White Viking on Tuesday through Thursday. Gunnlaugsson will be in town to introduce the Friday night show, and I must admit, the movie is great. When the Raven Flies is often exciting, and fantastically authentic, with the only drawback being a synthesizer-and-pan-flute score that pops up again and again. ANDY SPLETZER
Grand Illusion, 1403 NE 50th (at University), 523-3935, Fri-Thurs March 17-23, call for showtimes.
(FILM) Why watch short films on the Internet when you can see them projected in a theater, the way many of them were meant to be seen? The Tickle Torture Film Tour is a package of locally made films of the comedic variety playing tonight at the Seattle Art Museum, then again next week at the UW's Ethnic Cultural Theater (check listings). I've seen a couple of these films (Balancing Pies, Johnny Bagpipes) and they are, indeed, funny. Or, for those who prefer their short films animated, check out Cartoon Noir at the Varsity. ANDY SPLETZER
Tickle Torture Film Tour, Seattle Art Museum, 100 University St, 654-3121; 7:30pm, $12; Cartoon Noir, Varsity, 4329 University Way NE, Fri-Mon March 17-20, call for showtimes, 632-3131.
Witch's Rummage Sale
(PAGAN REVELRY) Indulge yourself in a little pagan capitalism at the Second Annual Witch's Rummage Sale, presented by Sweet Spirit Candles. The event is a benefit for the Seattle Metaphysical Library, takes place at the American Legion Hall, and features many local artists, musicians, and storytellers throughout the day. There will also be an hourly raffle, Tarot readings, on-site massage, and a vast array of "magical artifacts" for sale. Evening "showcase bands" include Gaia Consort, Lucy Lunchmouth, and Leanne Wilkins. I'll bet those Legionnaires never imagined this.... MELODY MOSS
American Legion Hall, 55 Williams Ave (off N Third St), Renton, 425-271-9001; sale 10 am-5 pm, $5 plus two cans of food; potluck/dance 7-10 pm, $10.
(FILM) The 17th-century Icelandic setting makes this film about the persecution of alleged sorcerers all the more intriguing. Long shots of fluffy ponies carrying well-bundled riders over desolate ice floes and perpetually windswept beaches are interspersed with unnervingly intimate scenes in fire-warmed huts. The historical realism of Witchcraft is remarkable, yet it maintains a surreal quality throughout, and the unpredictable story line keeps you enthralled. The film doesn't shy from the required brutality of a theme like this, so be prepared to see scenes of rape, castration, suicide, execution, animal killing, and vengeful acts of God. Remarkably, by the end, you're left with a comforting feeling of resolution. MELODY MOSS
King Cat Theater, 2130 Sixth Ave, 6:30 pm, $8. Call 682-1770 for tickets, or www.humanities.org.
(FILM) More from the Swedish Film Festival: The Dance. On a fateful day in 1913, Harald and Sirsa are married. An Atlantic storm, a barrage of adulterous intrigues, and other bad omens lead to an overly zealous deacon's prohibition of dancing at the wedding. The narrator reminisces, "Did the Devil himself gatecrash the wedding?" Timeless themes of jealousy, guilt, and petty quarrels create further havoc on an island where apparently everyone is horny. Many of the wedding guests feel an overwhelming need to dance, and will go to great lengths to be able to do so. As director Agust Gudmundsson puts it, the story concerns the "universal theme [of] the everlasting strife between the dancers and the non-dancers of the world." MELODY MOSS
Broadway Performance Hall, 1625 Broadway, 7 pm, $8. Call 682-1770 for tickets, or www.humanities.org.
(LIVE MUSIC) Cock rock lives! Here's an unbeatable opportunity to see classic stadium glam rock in a small local venue. You can bet there'll be plenty of big hair, Spandex, and codpieces to go around. The former Skid Row Goldilocks is now touring to "save the world from lame rock 'n' roll." Maybe he'll be bringing along his four friends from 1998's Bring 'Em Bach Alive: "The Indian," "Emperor of Rock," "Drunk Monkey," and "The Angel." (No, I'm not kidding.) Sebastian promises that at his shows you'll "hear the songs you know me for," so he'll be doing old Skid Row tunes as well as newer stuff (like the wonderfully titled "Beat Yourself Blind"). Hopefully you'll also hear banter with the audience like "Can you hear the bass guitar? Can you FEEL the bass guitar?" What's more, Sebastian's voice hasn't aged all that badly. Just remember -- Sebastian says, "You'll have to rock HARD and LOUD!" MELODY MOSS
Ballard Firehouse 5429 Russell Ave NW, 784-3516, 8 pm, $17.50.
(FILM/LECTURE) Perhaps you think you've seen Showgirls and you know all about it: a silly, meaningless film that showcases tits and ass over fine acting. Baby, you need to rid yourself of these preconceptions, because if you've never seen David Schmader's Showgirls, you've never seen the film. Schmader's detailed analysis delineates subtleties such as the lesbian undertones of the french fry scene and the pan-cultural ritual inherent to personal grooming, all highlighted by Paul Verhoeven's careful direction. Yes, Schmader shows us a whole 'nuther side of Showgirls -- one that will astound and enlighten you, one that will leave you aware of the complexity of life and its relation to image. Especially if you're high. TRACI VOGEL
The Little Theatre, 608 19th Ave E, 675-2055, 8 pm, proceeds go to New Beginnings Women's Shelter.