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They’re not remaking Biblical stories like they used to. Of course, because Hollywood’s true mission is to prepare us for the coming of Satan—a job at which it’s succeeding mightily, thank you very much, Vin Diesel—there’s really no market. But in 1948, director Raoul Walsh knew that audiences would get that much of his film Silver River was just the David and Bathsheba story set in the old West. Teaming for the seventh and final time with Errol Flynn, Walsh also set about to explore the dark side of the adventurer/hero, a role for which Flynn was well-suited. As was noted in these pages recently, Flynn was “one of the few human beings to whom one can appropriately attach the adjective ‘rakish.’” As a soldier kicked out of the Army, Flynn uses his “unscrupulous gambling skill” in his attempts to win fortune and Ann Sheridan. The cad. Silver River screens with the politically incorrect 1936 Technicolor ‘toon Sunday Go to Meetin’ Time at 7 p.m. at the Capitol Hill Arts Workshop, 545 7th St. SE. $5. (202) 547-6839. (Dave Nuttycombe)