Saturday Night Fever

 Saturday Night Fever has all the hallmarks of a good dumb movie. It’s got a famous soundtrack. It’s got great dance scenes. It’s got a stereotypical but endearing portrayal of a cultural sect (in this case, working-class Italian-Americans). It’s attached to its era in a way that doesn’t make the movie seem dated as much as it makes the era seem seminal. Everyone knows the film but no one exactly remembers the plot. But don’t think of this 1977 romp through New York disco culture as mere fluff. It’s a favorite movie of Roger Ebert (who’s seen quite a lot of them), and the Chicago Sun-Times critic bought John Travolta’s iconic white suit. The Museum of Fine Arts, Houston screens a restored print at 8 p.m. today and Sunday, August 3. 1001 Bissonnet. For tickets and information, call 713-639-7531 or visit www.mfah.org/film. $6 to $7.
Fri., Aug. 1, 8 p.m.; Sun., Aug. 3, 7 p.m., 2008