by Jim Ridley
If you were among the more than 800 people who turned out for The Belcourt’s uproarious recent late shows of Jurassic Park, you know what to expect from the Hillsboro Village arthouse’s midnight movies: huge rowdy audiences (sometimes costumed); Zack Hall’s pre-show half-hour of amazing rarities (loved that yellow-dinosaur anti-pedophilia public-service film); emcee and Scene contributor Jason Shawhan firing up the crowd; the occasional contest, be it dancing, dressing or feats of strength, endurance or hot-dog deep-throating; and mixologist Pat Halloran’s remarkably good drink specials at the concession-counter bar.
But if you haven’t gone, there’s no time like this weekend. Since you probably missed its eye-blink run in Nashville megaplexes, here’s your chance midnight Friday and Saturday to catch The Raid: Redemption — the most head-busting, elbow-throwing, face-kick-planting, machete-hurling, refrigerator-exploding, ass-kicking action movie in years.
The plot of Gareth Evans’ brawl-a-palooza is simplicity itself: An Indonesian goon squad arrives at a drug lord’s fortified high-rise for a tactical strike, unaware that they’ve been set up as prey. The only way out for the besieged protagonist (Iko Uwais) is through floor after floor of hopped-up thugs — a spectacle best experienced with a roomful of jaded Die Hard fans going thoroughly apeshit at each new over-the-top encounter.
And if you don’t go, Belcourt regular Frank Keesee will come blow up your refrigerator.