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Romantic Comedy Loser Finds Love

During a recent interview, Michael Showalter at times seemed as socially uncomfortable as the character he plays in his frothy new comedy, \”The Baxter,\” an ode to the romantically challenged.\n\nAlthough casually dressed in jeans and a blue knitted shirt, he spoke formally and sat rigidly in his chair in the lobby of Le Meridien hotel. He squeezed the black straw that came with his iced coffee, pulverizing it into a lump. He rubbed his temples and placed a hand on his chest, sighing deeply.\n\n\”If I\’m coming across awkwardly,\” he said, \”I guess my \’Baxterness\’ is coming out.\”\n\nThe 35-year-old single Jewish actor-writer-director invented the word, \”Baxter,\” to refer to the character who never gets the girl in romantic comedies. He is the guy who has few social graces, two left feet, and not a clue of how to deliver the witty repartee that comes so effortlessly to, say, Cary Grant.\n\nThink John Howard\’s character in \”The Philadelphia Story,\” Woody Allen in \”Crimes and Misdemeanors\” and Albert Brooks in \”Broadcast News.\”

Once Upon a Time in a Midlife Crisis

Yvan Attal huddles on a velvet couch in a corner of the cavernous Chateau Marmont lobby, a study in nervous energy. The Israeli-born French actor-director, who is charming if energetic, furrows his brow and runs his fingers through his tousled black hair. It\’s not hard to believe that one of his film idols is Woody Allen (\”I identify with his neuroses\”) or that he makes films that serve as personal therapy.\n\nConsider his new dark comedy, the frenetically paced \”Happily Ever After,\” which explores his midlife crisis. He got the idea in 2003 when he dropped his son off at preschool and noticed most of the other parents were divorced.\n\n\”I began thinking about my own life and the choices I have made, and they felt enormous and scary,\” he said.

A Holiday Redemption

I woke up Christmas Day morning with no tree, toys or eggnog, and I understood how Jewish children could feel left out on Christmas mornings as non-Jewish neighbor kids ride new bikes and try out other presents. Like Jewish kids, I had no gifts that morning.

The Tao of Woody

First came God. Then came Godot. Then came Woody Allen. Actually, none of them ever showed up — not in the play \”Waiting for Godot\” or the newly acclaimed short feature film parodying it, \”Waiting for Woody Allen.\”

‘Almost’ a Beginning in Paris

It\’s a bit like that with Holocaust films: The protagonists are either killed or liberated, but if they survive, we do not see how they get back to \”normalcy\” and cope anew with everyday life.\n\nThe modest, low-key French import \”Almost Peaceful\” (\”Un Monde Presque Paisible\”) remedies this omission.

Break Fast With Emmy

Brace yourself. This Sunday night, some angels, a spy, a cynic and a meddling mother-in-law are coming over to break the Fast of Gedaliah. You don\’t have to feed them, however. They\’re all part of the 56th annual Emmy Awards on Sept. 19, hosted this year by comedian Garry Shandling.

The Circuit

Two 15-person teams of congregants from Congregation B\’nai Tzedek joined the American Cancer Society\’s 24-hour relay, which began Friday, June 25 at 6 p.m. in Fountain Valley.

Ode to a Great ‘Uncle’

Pearl Gluck sought her Chasidic forbears in \”Divan\”; Nathaniel Kahn pursued his estranged father in \”My Architect,\” and now Lindsay Crystal unearths family stories in \”My Uncle Berns,\” a quirky portrait of her wildly eccentric great-uncle.\n\nFor the 26-year-old director — and daughter of Billy Crystal — the subject isn\’t surprising.

Tull Lends a Hand to the Homeless

She first started worrying about those on the streets in 1980, and now, 24 years later, Tanya Tull is fighting against a real estate boom that prices the low-wage earners out of the housing market and federal aid cuts that exacerbate the problem.

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