Welcome back to the cine-files! Wasn’t “The Wizard of Oz” gorgeous? We beg you to excuse our absence last week, because despite the cheery breezes outside, it’s taken both Danny and myself a week to recover from “Conan the Barbarian.” The fact that Jason Mamoa was a lot more awesome when he was speaking dothraki in “Game of Thrones” hasn’t been the only shock. Mel Gibson is going to direct an epic about one of Judaism’s most famous folk heroes, Russell “Maximus” Crowe is going to sing Le Mis, and there’s a Twilight trailer that actually includes the phrase, “The fetus is too strong!” Thank goodness for the film series, y’all. There’s nothing quite so reassuring as the Goldsmith’s big, beautiful screen (located in the Center for Film Studies building in the CFA, for all you lovely frosh) in a world that sometimes is as confusing as the new layout in Weshop. This week there’s quite enough to compensate for classes starting to pick up: a Japanese super-smash samurai brawl, a rich Argentine thriller, some Talking Heads, and Brigitte Bardot. 13 ASSASSINS. 2010. Japan. Dir: Takashi Miike. With Koji Yakusho, Takayuki Yamada. 141 min. Samurai battle. One fight: forty minutes long. What else do you need? THE SECRET IN THEIR EYES. (El secreto de sus ojos) 2009. Dir: Juan Jose Campanella. With Ricardo Darin. 129 min. The Secret In Their Eyes is a dangerous film to have on while you’re ironing, supervising a group of small children, or doing anything that requires a measure of attention. This movie, winner of the foreign-language Oscar, will grab that attention with it’s coffee-colored visuals and Ricardo Darin’s dreamboat eyes, and then lock it away forever with its shifting plot of murder and revenge, love and regret, and a chase in a soccer stadium that is, seriously, one of the most amazing single shots on film. STOP MAKING SENSE. 1984. USA. Dir: Jonathan Demme. With Talking Heads. Documentary. 88 min. Look, those of you who know anything about David Bryne or Jonathan Demme need no encouragement from me to get up and get down and get out to this film on Friday. To those of you who may or may not have thought this was a documentary about actual talking heads: this movie is alive. There’s no jagged, MTV-style cutting or histrionics of strung-out rockers, just eighty-eight minutes of music, energy, and unadulterated joy, seamlessly captured on camera. This isn’t the kind of movie that feels made. It just is. CONTEMPT 1963. Italy/France. Dir: Jean-Luc Goddard. With Brigitte Bardot, Michel Piccoli. 103 min. It’s enough to have Michel Piccoli, Jack Palance, Brigitte Bardot, and Fritz Lang (playing himself) all in one movie; but to have them all in a movie about making movies, selling out, and the break up of a marriage, set in an Italian villa and based on the Odyssey? There’s a lot going on in “Contempt,” but the result is a treat. Goddard takes beautiful CinemaScope and Mediterranean light, throws in a punch of desperation, and mixes it with a genuine love of cinema that Saturday night regulars and newcomers to the series alike will appreciate.