How fitting that the titular, big-eyed grub in E.T.: The Extraterrestrial
is equipped with restorative powers, since the movie also has the gift
of casting its viewers back into childlike, guileless bloom. Steven
Spielberg’s talent was always for making artificial colors and flavors
taste fresh-picked, and he never put his confectioner’s genius to any
more concentrated effect. So E.T. is candy with a center made of
memories we wish we had: No matter whether we’ve ever seen a redwood,
we’re all natives of Spielberg’s California. Hollywood
Theatre. 2 pm Saturday-Sunday, Sept. 10-11.
- Best paired with: Sierra Mist, honestly.
- Also showing: Super 8 (Academy, Laurelhurst); Adaptation (Laurelhurst).