I checked your iCal and Google Calendar and as far as the 'net knows you have no plans for tonight. That's good news, because you, sir or madam, are going to drive, walk, bike, fly, or teleport down to the Hollywood Theater (4122 NE Sandy Blvd, but even you goddamn Californian transplants should know where the Hollywood is) to catch Second Skin — a documentary widely acclaimed as the finest cinematic deconstruction on the interpersonal relationships betwixt virtual orcs and pagan cow people.

I've talked up this flick a few times before both here and in every other venue that employs me, but I'll run you through things again. Second Skin focuses on the lives and relationships of a small, yet diverse group of men and women. That sounds pretty typical for any documentary, but where Second Skin sets itself apart is in how these relationships play out, as each is founded and exists primarily within an online virtual world (read:World of Warcraft or Everquest).

I realize how incredibly geeky that sounds, but even those of you who have never flirted with a sexy Blood Elf (all the while hoping she isn't clutching a raging boner in the even-more-disturbingly-named-given-this-circumstance meatspace) will find this flick fascinating for its unflinching, unbiased portrayal of humanity's newest avenue in which to find love (or, at least, a warm set of holes/pegs).

Those of you who are gamers will also appreciate that the movie was most obviously constructed by a team of people who play these very games. Second Skin completely lacks the condescending tone and thinly-veiled holier than thou contempt Hollywood liberally slathers on its every attempt at discussing the world of joysticks and pixels. That alone should be reason for you to put down Scribblenauts for a few hours and support this film.

Plus, it's at the Hollywood, so you can probably afford two tickets with just the change in your couch.

Tonight's showings are at 7:15PM and 9:15PM, giving you plenty of time to catch a few beers beforehand. This is the last night of the film's run here in Portland, so this is no time for procrastination kids.