Documenting a weekend of documentary movies

Friday, February 29, 2008 | 5:00 p.m. CST; updated 1:52 p.m. CDT, Tuesday, July 22, 2008

A friend of mine treats downtown the same way many Columbians think of Kansas: You’d go there if wild horses (a cattle prod, court mandate, love of a good woman or man) forced you. Something about the parking, he says, irks his suburban soul.