Reviews

Heading up Kansas indie band Butterglory, Matt Suggs ended the '90s in disarray as first the band, then his relationship with its girl drummer, dissolved. Returning home to California, he cut countrified solo debut The Golden Days Before They End in 2000. Returning with Brooklyn's Thee Higher Burning Fire as back-up, its successor is harder, crusted in antsy guitars, though Suggs' slightly distracted vocals give it a homemade quality that pushes Amigo Row into Hayden territory rather than straight-ahead rock.

Big, bright, effervescent Peanuts pop from Brighton sextet

Texan renegade follows post-9/11 triumph Jerusalem with more political invective

Songwriting duo who made up the important bit of Crowded House

Broad comic remake of feminist chiller

The young Che Guevara's political awakening on a road trip through South America

Left limbless, deaf, dumb and blind by a WWI landmine, US GI Timothy Bottoms is locked away in a hospital. Considered beyond medical help, he drifts in memories and fantasies, until, years later, he finally finds a way to communicate—to little avail. Based on his 1939 novel, this 1971 anti-war parable was the only film directed by blacklisted scriptwriter Dalton Trumbo. At times awkward, it's nonetheless driven by an acute, angry intelligence. Hard to forget.

Denys Arcand reunites the Quebecois characters who made '86's The Decline Of The American Empire so witty and engaging, and despite their age, disillusion and failing health, they're as intellectually provocative as before. Yes, it's talky, but as one lies dying, his friends reminisce about days of drugs and libido, and his son finds a backbone. A moving, note-perfect Oscar-winner.

Don Letts soundtrack to early-'80s NYC

Best-of compendium from mid-'90s indie should-have-beens