A Golden Girls-centric Indie Bookstore Day event, a farmers market's silver anniversary, a vegan food fest with no entry fee, and more to see and do this week for 10 bucks or less.

As part of Independent Stardom: Freelance Women in Hollywood, UCLA screens The Hard Way and What Price Hollywood? on 35mm. Emily Carman, who teaches film studies at Chapman University, co-programmed the series named after her book. Hard Way stars Ida Lupino, whose stifling Warner Bros. contract inspired her to form her own production company in 1949; What Price Hollywood? star Constance Bennett's tenuous relationship with fan magazines is reflected in George Cukor's unflattering view of the film industry. Bennett likewise went on to become a freelancer, going so far as to say, “Hollywood taught me to fight for my rights.” UCLA's Billy Wilder Theater, 10899 Wilshire Blvd., Westwood; Fri., April 29, 7:30 p.m.; $10. (310) 206-8013, cinema.ucla.edu. —Michael Nordine

As part of Book Soup's daylong Indie Bookstore Day, Jim Colucci signs his new book, Golden Girls Forever: An Unauthorized Look Behind the Lanai. Following his 2006 The Q Guide to The Golden Girls, Colucci's latest thank-you to the '80s comedy about four senior spitfires living in Miami traces its evolution from inception to enduring legacy (you're welcome, Sex and the City and Girls). This retrospective on the “Wicker Wonderland” features episode synopses, hundreds of photographs and Harvey Fierstein's tribute to Estelle Getty, plus interviews with producers, directors, writers and three of the Girls, Betty White, Bea Arthur and Rue McClanahan, as well as with some of the sitcom's guest stars, namely Mario Lopez, Debbie Reynolds and a certain Pulp Fiction director who played an Elvis impersonator. Book Soup, 8818 Sunset Blvd., West Hollywood; Sat., April 30, 3 p.m.; free, book is $35. (310) 659-3110, booksoup.com/event/indie-bookstore-day. —Siran Babayan

Hollywood 25 years ago was very different than Hollywood is today. Besides being sort of seedy, it was a food desert with a dearth of places to buy good, healthful eats closer than driving distance. Then in 1991, the Hollywood Farmers Market came along. This Sunday — and the following four Sundays — the market celebrates a quarter century of bringing fresh produce into the 'hood with music, cooking demos and book signings. Beginning at 9 a.m., bands hit the Amoeba-sponsored stage (at Cahuenga and Ivar), while chefs including Susan Feniger and Kajsa Alger of Mud Hen Tavern and Susanne Tracht of Jar show off their culinary techniques. Oh, and there will be lots of fruits and vegetables for sale, too. Hollywood Boulevard and Ivar Street, Hollywood; Sun., May 1, 8:45 a.m.-12:30 p.m.; free. hfm.la. —Gwynedd Stuart

The vegan-eats extravaganza VegFest L.A. comes to Woodley Park this weekend. VegFest features upward of 40 food vendors, a beer and wine garden and speakers on animal activism, and admission is free. VegFest L.A., Woodley Park, 6350 Woodley Ave., Sepulveda Basin; Sun., May 1, 10:30 a.m.-6:30 p.m.; free. Vegfestla.org. —Gwynedd Stuart

The long-awaited DTLA outpost of Austin's famed Alamo Drafthouse is still forthcoming, so in the meantime we'll have to make do with the theater chain's monthly residency at the Regent. Its latest offering is Selena, a moving biopic about the barrier-breaking pop star who (spoiler alert) died tragically young. Jennifer Lopez has never been better than she was in the title role, giving nuanced expression to the singer's voice, personality and legacy. Arrive early for a dance party and costume contest. The Regent Theater, 448 S. Main St., downtown; Sun., May 1, 7 p.m.; $10–$15. (323) 284-5727, theregenttheater.com. —Michael Nordine

Honor killings — murders within the family of those who have in some perceived way brought “shame” to the “honor” of the family — are the focus of this screening of In the Name of Honor, followed by a conversation with director Pawel Gula and human rights activist Lubna Dawany. It's a seething and necessary look at filicide, fratricide and uxoricide, which will open your eyes to a world of pointless misery stretching from India to Palestine. Short-term injustices such as institutional apathy and jailing victims (!) are offset by activists and officials doing their damnedest to dismantle this abjectly shitty tradition. Albert & Dana Broccoli Theatre, George Lucas Bldg., USC, 900 W. 34th St., University Park; Mon., May 2, 7 p.m.; free with RSVP. cinema.usc.edu. —David Cotner

The new book and pop-up exhibit Vintage Tattoo Flash: 100 Years of Traditional Tattoos From the Collection of Jonathan Shaw celebrates the samples of lurid designs that lined the walls of every old-school tattoo shop. These are the dreamlike iconography of our cultural underworld: skulls, serpents, roses, hearts and daggers, diaper-clad cartoon devil Hot Stuff, “Born to Lose,” “Death Before Dishonor,” “Mother,” Lady Luck, mermaids, Indian maidens, representing a critical iconographic Americana that, ironically, has been all but lost in the turn-of-the-century tat-and-piercings boom. Expect a lovely dose of lowbrow eye candy. La Luz de Jesus, 4633 Hollywood Blvd., Los Feliz; Tue.-Wed., May 3-4, 6-9 p.m.; free. (323) 666-7667, laluzdejesus.com. —Jonny Whiteside

CSUN's semester-long tribute to Andrei Tarkovsky trudges toward its end with The Turin Horse. Béla Tarr retired from filmmaking after completing this existential endurance test, which at 2½ hours is among the Hungarian auteur's shorter works — his Sátántangó, a stone-cold masterwork made in 1994, clocks in at just under 7½ hours. Loosely inspired by the story of a horse being whipped in the streets of Turin, supposedly the event that drove Friedrich Nietzsche mad, the black-and-white film is genuinely moving if you can get on its wavelength. Tarr makes this easier than you might think: The opening sequence, a six-minute shot of a windswept horse-drawn cart accompanied by a dirgelike string arrangement, is haunting. CSUN, 18111 Nordhoff St., Northridge; Thu., May 5, 7 p.m.; free. (818) 677-1200, csun.edu. —Michael Nordine

Advertising disclosure: We may receive compensation for some of the links in our stories. Thank you for supporting LA Weekly and our advertisers.