Letters to the Editor: November 23, 2016

Choked Valley

Napa County (population 142,000) is a rural relief valve for the Bay Area’s 7.5 million urban residents, but its burgeoning wine and tourist industry is overwhelming the area’s limited natural resources. Residents increasingly object to the county’s seemingly endless commercialization. The plan to develop Walt Ranch in the hills above Napa is just one more proposal of dozens pending to denaturalize this irreplaceable North Bay landscape.

Previously mostly agricultural, and still harboring vineyards but star-struck by wine fame, increasingly urbanized and touristy Napa Valley now also features music festivals, bike races, cooking classes, art shows and auctions. Now
3.3 million tourists throng its 500 wineries annually. Urban traffic chokes semi-rural Napa Valley.

Astonishingly, the natives are not too restless—at least not enough to disturb county supervisors who, in a county enjoying a $13.3 billion boom from agri-business, appear untroubled by excessive traffic, tourism or water depletion.

Hence, the Walt Ranch proposal: 209 more acres of vines replacing woodlands and chaparral. Though its environmental impact report was subject to scathing professional criticism, Walt Ranch promises “environmental responsibility,” “sustainable stewardship” and “commitment to the greater Napa Valley ecosystem.” But besides threatened trees and water, that ecosystem also includes, inconveniently, neighbors.

Insouciant remarks like “What else should be done with that land?” or “Well, that’s business,” disrespectfully dismiss the fertile idealism that may be the bane of business but the salvation of Napa County. If economic interests continue to trump aesthetic values, and the countryside vanishes, little time will pass before the great Bay Area awakening that wonders, belatedly, “How could they have let this happen to Napa County?”

Calistoga

Illegitimate

The Republicans don’t want to govern, they want to rule. Witness their willingness to shut down the government rather than negotiate. Their actions have the sour stink of fascism, and they play some of the darkest cards like racism and xenophobia to manipulate people. Their willingness to use strategies like voter suppression, intimidation and blatant lies make it clear that democracy is of no interest to them. They are drunk with power and not held accountable. It’s shameful and frightening.

I have been thinking about their refusal to hold hearings on President Obama’s nominee for the Supreme Court, Merrick Garland. That was an unprecedented violation of their responsibility and, I think, amounts to a coup of sorts. It makes the court a mockery and the process a sham. No appointee nominated by Trump should be confirmed. They have no legitimacy. None.

Santa Rosa

Standing Up

Glad to see the activities of the Water Protectors at Standing Rock are still being covered (“Debriefer, Nov. 16). Though Trump will put an end to it, the awakening and solidarity of all the tribes will live on. The first blizzard has hit the Great Plains, so watch for updates regarding the literal survival of those still encamped there.

Via Bohemian.com

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Standing Tall

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Think globally and act locally. This is the intention behind the Sonoma County Commission on Human Rights’ Nov. 18 resolution in opposition to the Dakota Access Pipeline in North Dakota.

“We wanted to support the Standing Rock Sioux, but also the actions of our local tribal leadership from the Coyote Valley Band and Kashia Band of Pomo, Federated Indians of Graton Rancheria and Ya-Ka-Ama,” says human rights commission vice-chair Dmitra Smith.

The commission joins 19 municipalities around the country and more than 300 tribes who have rallied in support of the Standing Rock Sioux’s stance against the routing of the Dakota Access oil pipeline under the Missouri River near their reservation. The
$3.8 billion, 1,172-mile pipeline would cross both the Missouri and Mississippi rivers to carry fracked oil. The Army Corps of Engineers halted construction of the Texas-based Energy Transfer Partners’ pipeline on Nov. 14 and called for “additional discussion and analysis.”

Meanwhile, around 300 people gathered at the downtown Santa Rosa Citibank Nov. 15 to protest its funding the pipeline. It was one of hundreds of protests at Citibank around the country. Earlier this month, on Nov. 6, about 600 people attended an inspiring benefit at the Sebastopol Grange for the indigenous people and their allies, raising nearly $29,000.

“This is the rebirth of the native nation,” declared Adam (who declined to give his last name), an indigenous man who led drummers and chanters at both events. “This is a spiritual movement connected to our legal rights.”

Tribe elder Tom Goldtooth, interviewed Nov. 17 on KPFA’s Flashpoints, called the pipeline “blood oil. They are degrading our sacred space. They are commodifying nature. We’re fighting for everyone, not just native people. Seventeen million people live downstream from this Missouri River site, depending on it for their water, which an oil spill could pollute.”

Standing Rock may seem far away from San Francisco’s North Bay, but by joining in solidarity and educating each other about what’s at stake, we can make a difference.

For more information, go to standingrock.org and facebook.com/SonomaNoDAPL.

Dr. Shepherd Bliss has contributed to 24 books and farmed for the last two decades.

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Hearing the Land

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George MacLeod doesn’t spend a lot of his time moving rocks around anymore. It isn’t just that, at the well-earned age of 95, he prefers to sit in the shade of “El Patio de Patron” and sip his estate-grown Sauvignon Blanc, instead. It’s also that after 40 years of working with and listening to his land, he’s come to suspect that the rocks might be better off left in the ground, after all.

“I know the name and address of every one of these rocks,” says MacLeod, gesturing to a low stone wall that edges his patio.

After George and Greta MacLeod bought an uninhabited, overgrown ranch in Kenwood in 1974 as a retirement project, they spent several years picking rocks out of the ground and pestering their neighbors about growing grapes. The late Mike Lee, co-founder of Kenwood Vineyards, told them he could use some Sauvignon Blanc, which was enough for MacLeod, who says he tackled the project with the same attitude he employed as a company man at Monsanto—in that corporation’s least controversial, and long-since-jettisoned electronics division: “Yes, sir, I’ll get it for you!”

It proved to be a good match. “The Sauvignon Blanc fell in love with the terroir of this rocky soil,” says MacLeod.

Some 40 years later, after planting grapevines, then replanting after phylloxera, and finally launching an estate wine label, George MacLeod still speaks with enthusiasm and wonder about the history of this land, from the effects that prehistory had on the terroir, through Native American land management, and even the steady chip-chipping of basalt rock that was made into San Francisco pavers by Italian stonemasons over 120 years ago. MacLeod has published two books on the subject, and for years has contributed a column to the Kenwood Press in which he expounds upon a variety of topics and cites his Sauvignon Blanc and Zinfandel vines by name.

Tours of MacLeod Family Vineyards, often hosted by George’s daughter-in-law, Marjorie, include valley views and, usually, a visit with George. A reasonably priced visit, it’s also best suited to visitors who have some extra time in their schedule to explore and converse.

If MacLeod’s 2015 Sonoma Valley Sauvignon Blanc ($22) is a grassy Blanc, it’s a dry grass, with a sunlit streak of lychee fruit shining through. Toasty and red-fruited, the 2014 Sonoma Valley Zinfandel ($28) is spiced like Mexican chocolate, while the 2013 Sonoma Valley Merlot ($34) gets points for surviving the Sideways effect—the first vintage, according one of George’s colorful stories, had to be delivered sub rosa.

MacLeod Family Vineyards, Kenwood. By appointment, Monday–Saturday; tours ($25) at 10:30am and tastings ($15) at 2pm. 707.833.4312.

Art of Style

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Not long after Malia Anderson moved to Santa Rosa almost 17 years ago, people started saying she looked familiar.

“You went to my high school, right?” they’d say, trying to guess where they recognized her from. “I’m guessing that’s because I became such a big part of the community so fast,” says Anderson, 38, with a satisfied smile.

Last month, even more local women got a taste of her vibrant energy and savvy style when Anderson hosted the first and only West Coast trunk show for Eloquii, a nationwide online plus-size retailer. On a sunny Sunday, over 20 women poured into the headquarters of Style by Malia, on Second Street in Santa Rosa, tried on clothes, sipped sparkling wine and happily gave in to Anderson’s charms.

It wasn’t so easy at first. Anderson was born and raised in San Francisco, and studied fashion merchandising at San Francisco City College. She later produced fashion shows for Macy’s and Sak’s Fifth Avenue. In 2001, she moved to Sonoma County to live in her husband’s hometown, where she immediately stood out.

“Being African American in Sonoma County was weird,” she admits. “There’re not a lot of us. Sonoma County has a small-town community kind of feel, so when I moved in, I definitely felt like an outsider. It’s not an easy place to break into.”

Anderson’s solution? Jumping head-first into local events, trying to get as involved as possible.

“I wanted to make sure people really see me,” she says.

Anderson is currently on the board of the North Bay Black Chamber of Commerce and is involved in the local young professionals network. She volunteers at the American Heart Association and gives style advice on the pages of North Bay Woman, a local magazine published by the Marin Independent Journal.

After first moving to the county, Anderson changed careers and worked in marketing and driving to modeling gigs in San Francisco. Soon, fashion called her back, and for the last eight years she has been working as a private wardrobe stylist and buyer. Her clientele includes more than 2,000 women ranging from bankers to artists, younger women to CEOs in their 60s.

As a plus-size model, Anderson often displays the body confidence her much skinnier clients lack.

“I often tell them, I don’t have your insecurities in my head!” she laughs. “I know when something looks great on them, despite their doubts.”

This confidence doesn’t mean she hasn’t had her fair share of insults and body shaming, in Sonoma County and beyond. But it doesn’t hold her back.

With the Eloquii event, as with others in the works, Anderson wants to bring Sonoma County plus-size women more stylish advice and great clothes. An atmosphere of acceptance, diversity and pure and apologetic fun is just a bonus.

Check out Style by Malia at stylebymalia.com.

Coffee with Jack

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Jack Tibbetts was once an angsty teenager with blue hair. But earlier this month, he was the top vote getter for the Santa Rosa city council. A product of Catholic school, he embraces the church’s mantra “to serve the greater good.”

The Santa Rosa native joins the seven-member council with a head full of ideas, but says his top three priorities are housing, housing and housing. He’ll keep his job as executive director of St. Vincent de Paul, whose priorities, he says, will complement his work on the council.

Tibbetts went to St. Eugene’s Catholic school through seventh grade and transferred to Montgomery High School, where he dyed his hair blue, listened to punk rock and became a world-class skier. He is an only child who identified with the geeks and outsiders.

Over coffee at Peet’s on Fourth Street in Santa Rosa on a recent afternoon, he looks every bit the millennial American of the hipster-farmer, Sonoma County variety in semi-faded Wranglers, tan cowboy boots and a red flannel shirt, tucked in with a wide belt and the collar buttoned down.

Tibbetts recollects a Santa Rosa youth where he couldn’t play any of the traditional team sports, so fell into skiing and excelled at it to the point that he was considered an Olympic prospect. He trained at the Park City Olympic camp as a big-mountain skier, but an injury led him to reevaluate—”What do I want to do?”—and a roadside interaction in Taos while he recuperated, with a wise, low-income man sealed the deal. The Taos encounter gave Tibbetts a direct awareness of poverty, and he went to bed that night thinking, “There’s so much more to do in life than ski.”

Tibbetts set out to dedicate his life to civil service and public engagement. He wound up working for a welder in Healdsburg. A valuable experience, but as Tibbetts describes the post-skiing immediacy of his young life, he says, “I floundered for a bit.”

In 2010, he enrolled at Santa Barbara City College, where big cuts and a doubling in tuition (from $100 to $200 per credit) triggered his inner political activist.

“This is no longer ‘college for all,'” Tibbetts recalls thinking as he details the urgency of the great recession and how it was destroying the dreams of his fellow students. Tibbetts won an office in the student senate and immersed himself in the details of the community college’s annual budget, seeking areas where “we could make cuts, identify cuts that would make things more efficient” without further harm to students.

Tibbetts transferred to UC Berkeley to complete a political science degree and to set out on a career path that highlighted his interest in the nonprofit world. At Berkeley, he took a class with former United States labor secretary Robert Reich, interned for U.S. Rep. Mike Thompson, worked for a high-powered consultant in Sacramento and interned at the United Nations.

Tibbetts learned that the “nonprofit sphere of influence is smaller than in politics,” but no less important. In 2013, he leveraged his tuition-spike activism to take up the fight for the California Modernization and Economic Development Act, which would have enacted a well head oil tax to fund an endowment for student tuition.

Reich and a handful of Nobel laureates endorsed his proposal, but the oil companies hated it. They spent $1 million to kill it, Tibbetts says.

“We were a bunch of kids,” Tibbetts says, but the organization behind the act had a very grownup name: Californians for Responsible Economic Development. Tibbetts, then a 21-year-old senior, says he was spending two-thirds of his time lobbying his bill and one-third in the classroom. “Nobody knew we were students.”

Tibbetts moved back to his hometown after college and got a job working for the Sonoma County Economic Development Board, which he describes as a “wonderful experience” that involved a lot of idea generation and finding creative solutions to chronic problems—housing being at the top of Tibbetts’ list. He suggested that the county take unused county property and utilize it as a tiny-house program for the homeless. The pilot program got off the ground in May.

Tibbetts supports current city efforts at developing mixed-income housing and rent control, but says that the broader problem is that people can’t save money and many city residents, despite a generally robust economy, are sadly accustomed to lowered expectations.

“Everyone wants predictability,” he says, and for city renters that means a “pathway to homeownership.”

Tibbetts is exploring a revolving loan fund where the city would buy debt from a lender in order to keep a local home from being foreclosed. He says he is trying to work out the legalities of a plan that would make the city the mortgage-backer of last resort for families—especially in two-income households where one person loses a job.

He laughs and folds his arms in the bustling noontime crowd at Peet’s. “That’s the utopian vision for how I think housing should be done.”

But it’s no laughing matter for Tibbetts, who embraces a role he sees for himself on the Santa Rosa Council, as its youngest member by a long shot.

“I want to be that person who might be out there,” he says. “‘That kid is at it again!'” As a younger politician, he sees great value in not being “beholden to traditional ways of thinking about what’s possible.”

Still, Tibbetts describes himself essentially as an introvert, as he folds his arms again and talks about how people come up to you on the streets of Santa Rosa: “Hey! I voted for you!”

And yet it wasn’t long ago that Tibbetts was a lonley kid standing on his skateboard on the drama-wing steps at Montgomery High School.

“When I was in high school I was not popular,” Tibbetts says. “I couldn’t play sports. I had no identity. I was truly the smallest kid in high school.” Tibbetts got into skiing and skateboarding, he says, “and the culture and music found me. There was a time in my life when there was anger, confusion—I was angsty.”

Now he’s an elected official, tall and poised and informed, and says “I’m the oldest 26-year-old” you’ll ever meet. “I go to bed early and I listen to NPR.” People may come up to him on the street, but he’s still the introvert in the room. At political events, “I’m always the guy at the back of the room. Please come talk to me.”

Tibbetts also loves Claude Debussy’s “Clair de Lune,” digs Bach and Tchaikovsky, and says he also loved Operation Ivy back in the day, and when he worked for the welder, he got into old country music and Americana folk—the Highwaymen, George Strait.

Failing the arrival of the 82nd Airborne under a pot-unfriendly new president, Tibbetts will join
a council that will take up Proposition 64 at the city level. Tibbetts, perhaps surprisingly, takes a moderate and cautious view on the cannabis question and whether Santa Rosa now becomes the New Age Amsterdam.

Tibbetts does support medical and recreational cannabis, and highlights that there are economic opportunities for the city, especially in lab testing of various commercial strains—”But being young has nothing to do with it. I push back a lot on the concept of a ‘New Amsterdam,'” he says, noting constituent concerns and “serious water issues” because of pressures on groundwater resources already stressed by the beer and wine industries. Tibbetts highlights that he is a member of the Santa Rosa Board of Utilities and that his cannabis views are “not based on my image as a young person. . . . I am focused on the environment.”

Tibbetts will be joining a Santa Rosa council that will decide on who is going to be the next mayor of the city. John Sawyer’s term ends in 2017, and the council will chose a new mayor from its ranks. It’s not lost on Tibbetts that he is the young man in the middle of a council that is split between moderate and progressive blocs—a split that has played out, for instance, in differences between council members over the city’s rent-control efforts.

“I carry the torch as the swing vote on controversial issues. And that is a very political question coming out of the gate: Who is the next mayor?”

He folds his arms again at Peet’s and laughs a little. “Right into the fire.”

Instant Parma

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Armando Paolo, founder of Armando’s Pizza in my hometown of Cambridge, Mass., had a kind of charisma that could make a kid feel cool with just a simple show of recognition. But the real honor was years later, when he showed me how he prepared eggplant cutlet.

He passed away a few weeks ago, just as I finally hit my eggplant stride, and had something worthy of his attention. Not only is it really good; it comes together in about as much time as it takes to call Armando’s and order an eggplant sub with everything on it.

Growing up, when I wanted a sub I’d just walk over and order one-often pausing en-route at Emma’s Pizza to puzzle at the menu before announcing to myself, out loud, that I was going to go to Armando’s instead. I did this to hear Emma recite all of her Italian four-letter words in rapid succession, and for the thrill of dodging flying wads of pizza dough.

My Instant Parma was built on what I learned and absorbed from Armando, but differs in several ways from his eggplant submarine sandwich that inspired me. The slabs of eggplant are thicker, as I don’t have a deli slicer. The dish is served in a baked pile, rather than a roll. And while Armando’s subs were tooled to be consistent, cookie cutter copies of one another, mine changes with the season, and what’s in my fridge.

Back in the summer, when folks would practically pay you to take their excess zucchini, I would layer in some slices along with tomates and red peppers. In winter, it’s simpler, like some onion slabs and mushroom slices layered in among the cheesy, sauce-drenched eggplant cutlets. One definite no-no is meat. Eggplant is a meaty vegetable, and when prepared right can be as lusty as a steak.

The main thing is to have the eggplant and a good marinara sauce ready, and some kind of meltable cheese on-hand. Armando used provolone; I prefer Parmesan.

Eggplant Parmigiana

Cut 3–4 eggplants into half-inch slices and place them in layers in a colander.

Sprinkle each layer with salt. Let it sit and drain for at least an hour, then gently press with a plate to squeeze out water.

Toss the slices in olive oil.

Dredge each slice in seasoned flour, plunge it in a bowl of beaten eggs with a splash of milk, then sprinkle with bread crumbs or panko. Seasoned flour consists of 1 teaspoon each of black pepper, garlic powder and paprika, and a half teaspoon of nutmeg powder, for each cup of white flour.

Bake on a baking pan at 400 degrees until golden.

To assemble, begin with a layer of eggplant on the bottom. Next comes sauce, then cheese and grated/pressed garlic. Next, add zucchini, peppers, mushrooms, onion, olives or whatever else you think might work. Then add another layer of eggplant, sauce, garlic and cheese.

Bake at 350, covered, for about 40 minutes, then uncovered for another 20. And that’s it.

Sister Sounds

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The self-described “sassy sister folk” trio of Erika, Rachel and Chloe Tietjen has been entertaining fans in the Bay Area and beyond since debuting as the T Sisters at an open mic event in 2008. Gifted with soaring vocals, the sisters have found acclaim in Americana and folk circles for their multi-part harmonies and arresting arrangements.

Their 2014 debut album, Kindred Lines, was produced by bluegrass legend Laurie Lewis and told a folksy coming-of-age
story steeply rooted in themes of family. After two years of constant touring, the
T Sisters released their long-awaited self-titled sophomore album last month. The album is made up of nine original songs and a cover of Irish songwriter Foy Vance’s “Make It Rain.”

Sonically, the new record still harks back to the traditions of folk music while also offering contemporary flourishes. The sisters sprinkle in elements of soul and doo-wop throughout, and the album’s roster of guest performers include violinist and composer Anton Patzner, best known for his work with Oakland “string metal” band Judgment Day, and jazz keyboardist Gianni Staiano.

The T Sisters perform an album release concert, with support from Marty O’Reilly & the Old Soul Orchestra on Saturday, Nov. 26, the Mystic Theatre, 21 Petaluma Blvd., Petaluma. 8:30pm. $16. 707.765.2121.

Uke Joint

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‘It’s just gone ballistic, worldwide,” says Mike Upton.

Don’t worry, he’s not talking politics, he’s talking ukuleles. Upton is the founder and owner of Petaluma-based Kala Brand Music Company, which sells and distributes handmade ukuleles in over 50 countries today. “It’s really a global thing,” he says. “Which is crazy—nobody saw it coming.”

Nobody, except for Upton, apparently, who founded Kala Brand in 2005 to specialize in introducing high-quality ukulele instruments to music lovers from Iceland to Israel.

Upton grew up in Sunnyvale, when “there wasn’t much there except apricot and cherry trees,” he says. He played music from a young age, and in 1989 moved to Hawaii to play professionally there.

During his five years in Hawaii, he saw the roots of ukulele’s popularity growing. He also met and married his wife, and when the couple moved back to the mainland in 1995, they relocated to her hometown of Petaluma.

Upton started selling instruments through Hohner and spent a decade watching ukulele sales steadily climb. By the time
he founded Kala, ukulele’s revival was just getting started. He estimates ukulele sales will surpass $20 million this year alone.

For Upton, the miniature, nylon-stringed instrument’s success is no mystery. “It’s fun to play, it’s a happy sounding instrument and it’s easy to learn,” he says.

Learning a new instrument can be daunting at any age. But there’s no break-in period for a ukulele, making it an unintimidating introduction for many budding musicians.

“It’s also a real community instrument,” says Upton. “People love to get together and learn songs from one another and sing. There’s no big pressure to be a professional musician to hop in. That attracts a lot of people.”

While a large part of Kala’s business involves working with state-of-the-art factories in Asia, Kala also employs a division of crafters in Petaluma who hand-build custom-order ukuleles that often incorporate exotic woods. In addition to their North Bay headquarters and a warehouse in Hawaii, Kala recently opened a location in Ashland, Va.

As sales begin to spike for the holiday season, Kala’s extensive catalogue—which also includes bass ukuleles and acoustic guitars—can be seen online or at any independent music store in the North Bay. Tall Toad Music in downtown Petaluma carries a wide selection of Kala’s ukes. Prices start at under a hundred dollars for some models.

Kala has also developed an online program that quickly teaches new uke owners proper technique and popular songs. “Everybody can be a musician,” he says. “And we’re into making more musicians.”

For more info, visit kalabrand.com.

Family Drama

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Joshua Harmon’s Bad Jews debuted off Broadway in 2012. The popular play, now running at Santa Rosa’s Left Edge Theatre, potently throws together three very different Jewish family members, just after the burial of their grandfather.

Daphna (Emily Kron) is intensely religious, but her two wealthy cousins, Jonah (Brady Morales-Woolery) and Liam (Dean Linnard), are less so. Liam considers himself an atheist, clearly despising Daphna’s “zealotry.” Having completely missed the funeral—he was in Aspen, skiing—Liam finally arrives with his gentile girlfriend, Melody (Katee Drysdale), and the scene is set for a sleepless night of interfamily argument, derision, and some very loud screaming.

At the center of the conflict is the gold pendant their grandfather kept hidden from the Nazis during his two years in the concentration camps. Years later, he used it in lieu of an engagement ring to propose to the love of his life.

To Daphna, the story is a symbol of her grandfather’s enduring faith and the troubled history of the Jewish people. For Liam, it represents the power of love his grandfather felt for his grandmother. And for Jonah, well, Jonah doesn’t say much. Not until the play’s final moment do we finally understand exactly how Jonah feels about “Poppy,” as they call their beloved grandfather.

Briskly paced by director Phoebe Moyer, the 90-minute play clips along, and does bring its share of surprises. One of the most impressive things about Bad Jews is how the playwright manages to keep the emotional stakes so enormously high, while keeping the plot from suddenly pushing off into the preposterous.

Unfortunately, as written and performed by a first-rate cast, Bad Jews might push the patience of any audience member with a limited tolerance for verbal cruelty. Daphna, played ferociously by Kron, is so condescending to her cousins, especially Liam, and so appallingly and monotonously ugly to Melody, it’s hard to care about what she wants or why. She’s a monster, and a very loud one. Liam isn’t much better. Selfish and bitter despite his family’s money and privilege, his obvious hatred for his cousin’s faith finally erupts in ways that make it impossible to care much about him either.

Though impressed with the verbal wit and cleverness of Harmon’s writing, and the commitment of the cast, I could not keep from wondering when the neighbors would call the police on the spoiled people next door.

Rating (out of 5): ★★★★

Soldier On

Ben Fountain’s novel Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk, about the Iraq War, is a bitter book, but these are bitter times. Though his film blunts the sharper observations of the bright novel, director Ang Lee keeps the salt of the earth salty in his film adaptation.

Joe Alwyn plays Pvt. Billy Lynn, whose attempt to rescue a man in his platoon from Iraqi rebels is caught on camera and goes big on CNN. After he’s awarded a Silver Star, he and about a half-dozen of his fellow soldiers are escorted by the sardonic Sgt. Dime (Garrett Hedlund, never better). They’re making a dog-and-pony tour to rally people around the war during the election year 2004. One last stop, before they return to Iraq, is an appearance with Destiny’s Child at the half-time show at a Thanksgiving Dallas Cowboys game.

Waiting for their chance to be bombarded by PTSD-aggravating fireworks, Lynn and his soldiers drink and meet with the fans. Alone for a second, the boyish, goodhearted Lynn falls for a Cowboys cheerleader (Mackenzie Leigh), blushing like the good Christian she is over her sudden desire for this stranger.

Lee shoots Billy Lynn very conservatively, with slow pans and direct-to-the-camera dialogue. (Press in the Bay Area didn’t see Billy Lynn in the 120 frames per second version of Lee’s film; the high frame rate may have given more surreal depth of field to the war scenes, maybe more power to startle.)

Some war memoirs record the feelings of soldiers coming back—describing the smugness of soft civilians, leering as they beg for bloody details. Billy Lynn captures these harassing, smarmy faces in a montage. It’s inarguably an anti-war movie. But Lynn’s character sometimes comes across as the author’s glove puppet in the book.

The British actor Alwyn is very appealing, and he’ll go places. But Lynn is an all-things-to-all-people conception of a soldier—he can’t quite give this movie a center.

‘Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk’ is playing in wide release in the North Bay.

Letters to the Editor: November 23, 2016

Choked Valley Napa County (population 142,000) is a rural relief valve for the Bay Area's 7.5 million urban residents, but its burgeoning wine and tourist industry is overwhelming the area's limited natural resources. Residents increasingly object to the county's seemingly endless commercialization. The plan to develop Walt Ranch in the hills above Napa is just one more proposal of dozens...

Standing Tall

Think globally and act locally. This is the intention behind the Sonoma County Commission on Human Rights' Nov. 18 resolution in opposition to the Dakota Access Pipeline in North Dakota. "We wanted to support the Standing Rock Sioux, but also the actions of our local tribal leadership from the Coyote Valley Band and Kashia Band of Pomo, Federated Indians of...

Hearing the Land

George MacLeod doesn't spend a lot of his time moving rocks around anymore. It isn't just that, at the well-earned age of 95, he prefers to sit in the shade of "El Patio de Patron" and sip his estate-grown Sauvignon Blanc, instead. It's also that after 40 years of working with and listening to his land, he's come to...

Art of Style

Not long after Malia Anderson moved to Santa Rosa almost 17 years ago, people started saying she looked familiar. "You went to my high school, right?" they'd say, trying to guess where they recognized her from. "I'm guessing that's because I became such a big part of the community so fast," says Anderson, 38, with a satisfied smile. Last month, even...

Coffee with Jack

Jack Tibbetts was once an angsty teenager with blue hair. But earlier this month, he was the top vote getter for the Santa Rosa city council. A product of Catholic school, he embraces the church's mantra "to serve the greater good." The Santa Rosa native joins the seven-member council with a head full of ideas, but says his top three...

Instant Parma

Armando Paolo, founder of Armando's Pizza in my hometown of Cambridge, Mass., had a kind of charisma that could make a kid feel cool with just a simple show of recognition. But the real honor was years later, when he showed me how he prepared eggplant cutlet. He passed away a few weeks ago, just as I finally hit my...

Sister Sounds

The self-described "sassy sister folk" trio of Erika, Rachel and Chloe Tietjen has been entertaining fans in the Bay Area and beyond since debuting as the T Sisters at an open mic event in 2008. Gifted with soaring vocals, the sisters have found acclaim in Americana and folk circles for their multi-part harmonies and arresting arrangements. Their 2014 debut album,...

Uke Joint

'It's just gone ballistic, worldwide," says Mike Upton. Don't worry, he's not talking politics, he's talking ukuleles. Upton is the founder and owner of Petaluma-based Kala Brand Music Company, which sells and distributes handmade ukuleles in over 50 countries today. "It's really a global thing," he says. "Which is crazy—nobody saw it coming." Nobody, except for Upton, apparently, who founded Kala...

Family Drama

Joshua Harmon's Bad Jews debuted off Broadway in 2012. The popular play, now running at Santa Rosa's Left Edge Theatre, potently throws together three very different Jewish family members, just after the burial of their grandfather. Daphna (Emily Kron) is intensely religious, but her two wealthy cousins, Jonah (Brady Morales-Woolery) and Liam (Dean Linnard), are less so. Liam considers himself...

Soldier On

Ben Fountain's novel Billy Lynn's Long Halftime Walk, about the Iraq War, is a bitter book, but these are bitter times. Though his film blunts the sharper observations of the bright novel, director Ang Lee keeps the salt of the earth salty in his film adaptation. Joe Alwyn plays Pvt. Billy Lynn, whose attempt to rescue a man in his...
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