Take me to the movies, 'cause I love to sit in the dark

What do you get when you add a Siamese twin punk band, disenfranchised African-American voters, a koala businessman suspected of murder, a singing Tony Soprano, Cuban moppets on the run, the Jonestown massacre, flamenco dancers, Matt Dillon as Bukowski, Bollywood-style musical numbers set in a Hong Kong circus, Garrison Keillor's homespun wisdom, Emperor Hirohito talking about hermit crabs, cosmonauts stranded in space, Tibetan monks watching TV, and surreal Japanese porno about George W. Bush's finger? Either a really complicated rumble or the 49th annual San Francisco International Film Festival, which starts today and runs through through May 4. Reverse Angle editor Sam Hurwitt calls 'em as he sees 'em on the KS website.

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