It never fails.

This is the weekend where we have five - count them, FIVE - shows to review, and it's the weekend that winter decides to return.

Luckily, two of our interpid critics were braver than brave and made their way to their appointed theaters last night. (The third who shall remain nameless moved his commute to Lansing till tonight.)

And watch: NEXT weekend, when we have absolutely NO shows to review, the weather will be gorgeous.

(And didn't you just LOVE that ten inches of snow that fell? Is it me, or wasn't Sonny Eliot - standing in front of a chalkboard - far more accurate than today's weatherfolk with all their doppler radars?)