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Daily Nebraskan
Thursday, January 27,1983
Entertainment
Legem (dacy Birazaini s!ave,
Xka, drives men crazy
in film at SGueCdon ICneauer
Bv Steve Abariotes
Brazilian folklore has it that Xica da
Silva. an 18th-century slave girl, seduced
the Portuguese governor of her colony
and through him ruled imperiously and
eccentrically for 13 years before finally
falling from grace.
Legend maintains that Xica (pronounc
ed Shee-ka) was very ugly, but capable of
holding people in a trance by her charis
matic presence.
"Xica", a film by Carlos Diegues (his
film "Bye Bye Brazil" played in Lincoln
last year) contains sweeping theatrical
Review
, performances, as well as filmic, more natu
ral acting.
The film also includes ZeZe Motta" in
the title role, who is not ugly at all. As
Xica, she drives men so crazy with her
off -screen sex technique that we hear them
scream as if they are being branded. These
scenes are quite funny, accentuated by the
polite camera, which waits patiently out
side until they are through.
The film takes place in the back country
of Brazil, in the urban center of the newly
founded diamond region. The new dia
mond contractor, Joao Fernando (Walmor
Chagas) is coming through town. Xica
decides to break away from her master
and get his attention, which she easily
does. She breaks up a town meeting in
which he is participating and lets her
dress fall to the floor.
He accepts her revealing display as a
rather forward advance, falls for her and
sets her up in a kingdom of her very own.
She rules with a will of iron, her every
wish becoming an instant reality.
A high point of the film occurs with
the arrival of the inspector, who suspect
wrongdoings amidst all of the extravagant
goings-on. Xica holds a banquet for him,
with serving after serving of African
specialities. The feast is followed by a
rhythmic and very precise African dance
by slave women, backed by exciting,
percussional, musical accompaniment.
And then it comes an erotic mat
ing dance by Xica, nearly naked and paint
ed gold, swinging and gyrating like an en
twined lover aflame, or a rather surrealis
tic water-balloon. Her persuasively sexual
ploy has a flaw, however, and Xica, the
restless "glass butterfly," finds her dream
world about to shatter.
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The following is a list of local happen
ings for the coming weekend, tonight
through Sunday :
BARS
Aku Tiki Lounge, 5200 0 St. - Them
There Guys, tonight through Saturday,
$2 cover.
Chesterfield, Bottomsley and Potts,
245 N. 13th St. - North Wynd Friday
and Saturday, no cover.
Drumstick, 547 N. 48th St. - Caribe
tonight, $2.50 cover, the Go Mads Friday
and Saturday.
Green Frog Lounge, 1010 P St. -Brutus
tonight through Saturday.no cover.
Judges, 2630 Cornhusker Highway -Hit
and Run tonight through Saturday,
$2 cover.
Larry's Showcase, 1316 N St. - Dash
Riprock, tonight, $3. Travis Wagner
Band, Friday, $2 cover. Kelly Hunt and
the Kinetics, Saturday, $3 cover.
Little Bo's West, 2630 Cornhusker
Highway - Paul Phillips tonight through
Saturday, no cover.
Living Room Lounge, three blocks
south of Highway 2 on Highway 77 in
the Harvester Plaza - The Whispering
Friday and Saturday, no cover.
McGuffey's, 1042 P St. - Lincoln
Jazz Society tonight, no cover; Jim Sales
strom Friday and Saturday, $2 cover.
Pla-Mor Ballroom, 6600 W. 0 St. -Gene
Harding Saturday, $2.50 cover;
Frank Koftka and the Boys Sunday, $2
cover.
Rivera's, 1920 W. O St. - Sweet Potato
Band Friday and Saturday, no cover.
Sidetrack, 7th and P streets - Joyce
Durand on piano tonight through Satur
day, no cover.
Royal Grove, 340 W. Cornhusker
Highway - Puppet tonight through Satur
day. Sweep Left, 815 O St.-Pudd Brothers
Friday and Saturday.
Zoo Bar, 136 N. 14th St. - Travis
Wagner Band, Thursday, $1.50 cover;
Queen Sylvia and her Chicago Blues Band,
Friday and Saturday, $250 cover.
THEATERS
Cinema 1 and 2, 13th and P streets -"E.T."
- 7:25 and 9:45, ends tonight;
"Timerider," - 7:20, 9:20.
Cooper, 54th and O streets - "Gan
dhi" matinees Saturday and Sunday at
2. Evening show at 8.
Douglas 3, 1300 P St. - "Six Weeks" -5:25,
7:30, 9:35; matinees Saturday and
Sunday at 1:15 and 3:20; "The Verdict" -5:10,
7-25 and 9:45; matinee at 2; "The
Man From Snowy River" - 5:20, 7:20,
9:20; matinees at 1:20 and 3:20."
East Park 3, 6100 O St. - "The Toy" -5
30, 7:30, 9:30; matinees at 1:30 and
3 30; "The Chosen" - 5 :45 , 7 :45 , 9 :45;
matinees at 1:45 and 3:45; "The Dark
Crystal" - 5:15, 7:15, 9:15; matinees
at 1:15 and 3:15.
Embassy, 1730 O St. - "Aunt Peg" -
10 a.m., 12:35, 3:10, 5:45, 8:2(5710:55,
1:40 a.m., 3 ajn. (3 ajn. show Satur
day and Sunday only); "Kiss and Tell" -
11 20 ajn., 1:55,4:30,7:05,9:40, 12:15
a.m.
Joyo, 6102 Havelock Ave. - "Still of
the Night" tonight at 8. "The Last Uni
corn" Friday through Sunday.
Plaza 4, 12th and P streets - "48
HRS." - 7:45 and 9:45; "Kiss Me Good
bye" - 7:10 and 9 10; "The Dark Cry
stal" - 7 and 9; "Ator" - 7:20 and
9:20.
Sheldon Film Theatre, UNL campus -"Xica,"
7 and 9:15; matinee Saturday
and Sunday at 3.
State, 1415 O St. - "Best Friends" -7:25
and 9:40.
Stuart, 13th and P streets - "Tootsie"
1,3:10,5:30,7:40 and9:45.
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title role in "Xica."
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Last week: Working on a clue from
Dianne Pemberton, I went to The Zoo in
search of The GQ guy. At The Zoo, 1 lo
cated. Topper, a verteran barfly with an ear
for the kind of information people would
pay to hear and the wallet to prove it.
I made contact with Topper, who indicated
that he had some information for me.
"Tell me what you've got," I said
subtly.
"Nothin' that can't be cured." Topper
said, tapping lightly on the timeworn
surface of the bar.
"Oh, yeah, sure," I said. I fished a fin
out of my wallet and set it on the bar in
front of him. "Drink this . . . doctor's
orders," I said.
"I'm feeling better," he said.
"Feel like singing?"
"Sure."
"Don't let me stop you then."
"Can't, sing if you only got one note,"
he said, exhaling a weary sigh. Out of the
corner of my eye I saw him look down at
the fiver.
"No problem" I laid another five on
the table. "Let's hear it."
He cleared his throat. "Bet the rent
money on the Dolphins this Sunday. Lock
of the year."
Not what I was looking for, but it
sounded good. I dropped another five on
the table.
V?.' Pat
, Clcirk
"Sell Westinghouse. No price too low."
I counted out three ones. Good stuff,
but I didn't have any Westinghouse.
"Willie Gaston is going over the wall
tomorrow night."
That was worth ten. I gave him five.
"Ted Kennedy stepped aside as a favor
to Tip O'Neill."
I dumped my last tour singles.
" 'E.T.' for Best Picture."
I surrendered my watch.
"Princess Diana is having an affair with
Benny Hill."
Off went my hat. I didn't need it any
way. "A bird in the hand is worth two in
the bush."
My class ring joined the stack,
"the sun never sets on the British
Empire."
Out came my Visa card.
"Hie Clash is the only band that
matters."
My car keys jangled onto the pile.
"A hero ain't nothin' but a sandwich."
I wrote out my girlfirend's name and
phone number on a bar napkin and put it
in the stack.
"GQ stands for Gentlemen's Quarterly
and for a quarter I will tell you about a
certain gentleman I hear you want to
find."
I fished around in my pockets. No dice.
No quarters, either. I got off the stool
and picked up my change again, and
plunked a quarter on top of the stack.
"Guy that comes in here Saturday
nights, the babes would die for. Dances
on Teflon feet. Snappy dresser; think
maybe Walt Disney lays out his clothes for
him in the morning."
"You think it's him?"
"Doubt it," Topper said calmly. "But
you don't have anything else to go on right
now."
"How do I find him?"
"He left me a little flyer. Something
about his church. One thing about the
USA; can't find a church you like, make
one up."
"What church was this guy with?"
"Said he was with The Morell Majority.
I know what you're thinking and it's not
the Falwell crowd."
"Is this the group that follows Jerry
Falwell?" I said, expecting a "nope."
"Nope. Sounds new to me."
"You think maybe it's a new order?"
"Sounds that way," he said, slowly
getting louder. "He invited me to their
special Friday night Showcase service?."
"Did he invite you to the church?"
I asked .
"YES, HE INVITED ME TO THE
FRIDAY NIGHT SHOWCASE SER
VICES!" he shouted, slamming his fist on
the pile of money and valuables before him
on the bar. "It's at 13th and N streets.
That's 4N' as in Nebraska."
"Nebraska," I said. "Got it." we sat at
the bar, not speaking, not looking at each
other. I could hear the patter of
accountant sounds next to me; , the
staccato, nonsense vocal accompaniment to
the mental Rolodexing of his newly
gained possessions, I assumed.
Jeff the bartender broke the silence.
"Phone for you, Topper," he said. "Long
distance." He held his hand over the
phone. "London calling."
"Sorry, I gotta go," Topper said, a look
of undiluted relief on his grimy face.
"Not like it hasn't been fun," he said,
shoveling his newly gained treasure into his
arms and carrying it with him behind the
bar.
"One last question," I said. "Where's
the church?"
