If plucky blue-collar gal Debra Winger can land her handsome flyboy, maybe Seattle, too, can be the belle of the ball. Martin Bell's Oscar- nominated 1984 documentary is, despite our affection for 1933's Tugboat Annie , the best film ever made in this town.
Homeless teens whore and steal, while still preserving childish dreams for better lives.
Shot before the dot-com wealth explosion transformed downtown Seattle, here's a poignant, harrowing reminder of those left behind. There's something undeniably authentic about the sight of Jeff Bridges sulking along our rain-slickened sidewalks. Here's someone who knows what it's like to suffer from year-round seasonal affective disorder. It remains a deserved favorite for renting, even if the nifty soundtrack seems dated and all the local music figures who made cameos have long receded from the charts. Pilgrimages have been made and tourist junkets organized to view the sights that supposedly inspire amour, yet true lovelorn Seattlites identify more with Bill Pullman's jilted beau than Tom Hank's triumphant Sam Baldwin.