Tonight The Stranger suggests:

‘Kaleidoscope Eyes’ (MUSICAL CINEMA EXTRAVAGANZA) It’s a most promising pairing: Busby Berkeley, the cinema-choreography genius of the 1930s, and Chris Jeffries, Seattle’s beloved theatrical composer and first-ever Stranger Genius Award winner for theater. For Kaleidoscope Eyes: Songs for Busby Berkeley, Jeffries has written a series of new songs that he’ll perform live to 16 of Berkeley’s greatest film sequences, packed with dazzling dames, breathtaking visual spectacle, and, if we’re lucky, at least one roller-skating baby. (Northwest Film Forum, 1515 12th Ave, brownpapertickets.com. Thurs—Sun, 8 pm, $15/$12. Through July 30. ) DAVID SCHMADER

And here, in the New York Review of Books, Susan Sontag once suggested that to be drawn to Busby Berkeley’s fantasias was to be attracted to fascism. Excellent.

In other arts news:

Francine Prose proves herself to be one big pile of pretension: “In one instance, I was at a graduate MFA colloquium and a student asked me, “How do you spell Turgenev?â€� And I thought, Uh oh. We’re in trouble here.” God forbid a graduate student request assistance in spelling a transliterated 19th-century Cyrillic name. (Via Bookslut.)

The Economist reviews Seattle director James Longley’s brilliant documentary Iraq in Fragments, also giving props to the lesser but still interesting My Country, My Country. (Via Greencine.)

Geoff Haggerty retranslates the Book of (Sega) Genesis (via Maud Newton):

Then God said, let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters. No, not a firmament. Let there be a dolphin in the midst of the waters. A dolphin who can change his shape and use sonar as a weapon. And God made the dolphin and called it Ecco. And Ecco the Dolphin was so cool that God shook the freaking sky every time he played it. Thus there was the sky. Evening came, morning followed. The second day.

And, finally, Portland filmmaker Matt McCormick liveblogs jury duty. And you thought the 43rd debate was boring… (Scroll down for actual movie blogging stuff.)