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Flaming Lips to heat up Duffy’s Wednesday LIVE from Page 12 Lincoln’s weekend play at Oscar’s, 800 O St., Saturday night. Almost 10 years old, the band has gone through many internal changes. According to one of the lead sing ers, Steve Spurgeon, The Confiden tials is a better band now than it was a year ago. The band had to replace seven members. “The band is a lot mere profes sional -- it’s a lot better,” he said. “That’s not to say the other guys aren’t good,” he said. One of the advantages of this band is the camaraderie, Spurgeon said. “Everyone gets along - every one’s serious about the music,” he said. Straying a little from the cover scene that they were famous for in the past, The Confidentials now play a lot more ska, reggae and old soul. /We still do a lot of covers, but we re starting to incorporate origi nals,” Spurgeon said. Dispelling any challenges to the band’s talent, Spurgeon says the speculation is a lie. Courtesy of Restless Records The Flaming Lips “We’re not the best band, but we’re good,’’ he said. “There’s not a band in the state that rocks the house like we do,’’ he said. The Confidentials will start rockin’ at 9 p.m. The cover is $3. As the old saying goes, when it rains, it pours. Although Omaha has attracted such national bands as Vio lent Femmes at Peony Park, Wednes day and R.E.M. at the Civic Audito rium, Friday -- Lincoln is bringing fame to Duffy’s, 14120 St., Wednes day night in the form of the Flaming Lips. Described by critics and even themselves as weird, the six-year-old trio brings its haunting sounds from its home in Norman, Okla. Show time is 9 p.m. The opening bands have yet to be announced. ‘The Burbs’: A pseudo-horror Shut Up and Watch the Movie is written by Lisa Donovan, a junior news-editorial major and William Rudolph, a sophomore English ma jor. William Rudolph: It’s a good thing I wasn’t eating Sugar Babies, or “The Burbs” would have made me spray the theater floor with them. Lisa Donovan: It was probably the biggest waste of two hours, William, but I would never give this pseudo horror flick the pleasure of regurgita tion. It hurts just talking about it, again. WR: I know how close you came to walking out, Lisa, and I’m so glad you stayed with me. I couldn’t have faced “The Burbs” alone. I thought when you got up to blow your nose you were leaving for good, but you came back. It must be dedication to your job. LD: Hell no! I hadn’t finished my buttered popcorn. Anyway I can’t believe that with a cast comprised of the talents of Bruce Dem, Tom Hanks and good old Princess Leia, I mean Carrie Fisher, and, of course, Brother Theodore that the movie turned out that bad. WR: Brother who? Didn’t I see him on “Magnum P.I.” once? Oh, you mean the guy who played one of the Klopecks, the one with the twisted face. You hit it right on the head, Lisa. “The Burbs” just goes to show you that a great cast doesn’t always make up for a stupid script. LD: No, not “Magnum P.I.,” William, it was Uie Johnny Carson show. I thought there were some funny parts, which, I suppose, could be attributed to my lack of sleep. Such scenes included a scene where the neighbors first get a view of one of the new kids on the block. Their reac tions are enhanced by great close-up camera shots, which includes a close up shot of the neighborhood poodle. It was so ridiculous, it was fi’nny. WR: The camera work was great. But in order to explain it, I’ll have to give a plot summary. OK, deep breath. “The Burbs” is all about Greg Peterson (Hanks), a nice harm less guy who lives in the suburbs with his wife (Fisher). Suddenly, he and his neighbors decide that the new family next door, the Klopecks, are an evil crew up to something eerie. LD: The show takes a turn from a slapstick version of “Neighbors,” to a “Police Academy” version of “Nightmare on Elm Street.” We discover this in the scene where one of the recluse neighbors steps out to get the morning paper. He is no Bea ver Cleaver, but an emaciated teen who needs some sun. That was a pretty funny scene, eh, William? WR: Everyone stops in their tracks: Bruce Dern, the arms dealer next door, Wendy Schaal, his bleached blonde wife, and Art, the sloppy piece of sludge who’s dreamed up the entire conspiracy, plus one of the neighbor’s poodle. That was a classic shot. Anyway, it’s not long before Hanks and friends deduce that the Klopecks have mur dered poor old Walter next door. What will they do? Will they form a commando squad and fight to save their manicured lawns before the movie deteriorates into not funny jokes and a bad message? LD: A very predictable movie that tries to be everything, but ends up accomplishing nothing. The charac ters were great, but we never get to know any of them — there’s no sub plots. This puppy needed some help. Speaking of puppies, I’m glad they used a poodle. Those are by far the worst species alive. I’m not in any way advocating Dern’s threat on the dog’s life for pooping in his yard, but a little poodle-ribbing never hurt anyone. WR: Speaking of dogs, let me talk about Corey Feldman, the perennial snotty teen. Did we mention he was in here? Of course he is. He’s in every movie. Maybe the reason we forgot about him at first is because he (gasp) is starring without Corey Haim for a change. Or maybe because he’s so forgettable in this flick. All Feldman does in this stinker is stride around with greasy hair and say, “Hey, Dude,” in his fake-throaty voice. LD: Now, Brother Theodore is an other story, in fact he should have been casted in another story. But he wasn’t. 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