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Do you love the Brattle? Do you love it more now that it sells beer? Well, if you enjoy the Brattle's screenings of contemporary and classic content, you oughta pony up for the pleasure. If the theatre reaches its goal of raising $10,000 by midnight tonight (okay, 11:59:59 tonight), a $10,000 matching donation will be provided as well. So donate soon, watch films often, and enjoy having access to a venue that screens everything from the Marx Brothers to anti-commie fearmongering.

As we warned yesterday, the somewhat surly singer-songwriter (sorry for the alliteration) Bill Callahan doesn't take kindly to requests. There would be no "Dress Sexy at My Funeral" last night at the Brattle, despite repeated shouts for it. (We like the song, but were mostly disappointed that Callahan never responded "I already do" to any "Dress sexy" requests. Ha! Barefoot, jeans, and button down is sexy to us, apparently. Also, Callahan's hair is getting long these days. We like it.) And an asshole "fan" who called for Callahan to hurry up his tuning—"I have to work tomorrow" is a pretty absurd thing to shout out at a Monday night concert, by the way—were greeted with "Well, you can go." (He didn't. Who would?)

The Brattle Theatre finally has its beer and wine license from the City of Cambridge, and it will start selling beer today. The new beer menu continues the theater's tradition of selling only independently made beverages. The menu includes Cambridge Brewing Company's Hefeweizen and Cambridge Amber Ale, both Bostonist-approved. The Brattle will celebrate its new found freedom-to-booze with a special screening, and you get to choose the movie for the event. We'll put aside our natural antipathy toward Canada and endorse Strange Brew, with the caveat that we'd actually rather re-watch Shaun of the Dead with a beer in hand.

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Tomorrow the Somerville Community Garden will hold its annual Harvest Fair. Get your cider making and Butter Dance on, among other activities, from 1pm to 4pm. Those wishing to re-sully their cultural palates may enjoy the Brattle Theater's "Return to the Grindhouse" Repertory Series, starting at 8pm.

The only thing Bostonist likes more than a film festival is an unscheduled one. Two weeks after the Harvard Film Archive showed The Professionals, the Brattle is screening The Swimmer today as part of its "Disturbed Suburbs" series, giving Cambridge residents and Boston movie watchers something of an impromptu Burt Lancaster retrospective.

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Special $15 ticket gets you into both events!

This past Monday French avant garde novelist and filmmaker Alain Robbe-Grillet died at the age of 85. Robbe-Grillet is regarded as the theorist behind the "new novel", which rejects conventional storytelling techniques for surface narratives that focus on objects and details rather than the world at large. Truly, he could suck a story out of an electric shaver like no other.

The cold weather is no excuse for you not to get out!

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Few acts in hip-hop's young guard come more correct than Berkeley, CA crew The Pack. Roiling, minimalist beats, raps about partying and sneakers, and a whispered menace that keeps you off guard: it's like degree zero of the art form. Sounds great on record (or Myspace), but can they rock an audience? Harper's Ferry, 158 Brighton Ave., Allston, 7:00 pm, $12/$14.

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Meet the Spartans, which is now at 3% on Rotten Tomatoes after starting off in the negative, is enjoying the number-one position at the box office this week. Meanwhile, Sylvester Stallone's comeback vehicle of-sorts, Rambo, wound up in second place.

--Dr. Judah Folkman, who found a new way of fighting cancer by cutting off blood supply to tumors, died yesterday. [Boston Globe]

National Treasure: Book of Secrets refuses to go away. It topped the box office for another week.

Two-Lane Blacktop is one of the best underground movies you've probably never seen. Even though the 1971 movie about drag racers looks like a star vehicle for "Sweet Baby James" Taylor, the images and general restless atmosphere make it seem more like Godard than anything else. Throw in a performance by another one of Hollywoods unsung heroes, Warren Oates, and a haunting final scene, and you have a classic. Showtimes from the Brattle Theatre.

Strap yourselves in for the Brattle Theatre's very first Python-a-Thon. In honor of the arrival of Spamalot, they'll show And Now for Something Completely Different, Monty Python's Life of Brian, Monty Python and the Holy Grail (duh), and Monty Python and the Meaning of Life. Showtimes from the Brattle Theatre.