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As I write this, Glenn Beck is out on the Lincoln Memorial. He’s probably crying because he’s so inspired by himself. He doesn’t make me mad. Poor guy, you know? I actually wish, a little bit, that I could have a quiet, kind conversation with him. See, Bill O’Reilly’s my boy, because he knows...
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I was going to write on Waking Life, to counterbalance Tyler’s review of Inception, but Inception is fun and Waking Life is not and I just couldn’t sit through it again. Elitist Professor recommended it to me years ago; I sat through it with diligence and focus and boredom and nausea. I formed a...
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Beaten down by the nightmarish job market, our intrepid author, Tyler Re:, seeks solace in the cinema and the delightful Italian film Mid-August Lunch.
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It's summer. That means vacations. So carve out about 20 hours of quality viewing time to soak in these AvantGuardian-approved flicks. From the blockbuster to the obscure, auteurs and class actors get the nod in our Summer Movie Marathon.
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All the secrets and mysteries of the summer's most exciting movie contained within! Maps and clues and spoilers abound! Graphs and pie charts! Nudity!
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Gattaca would have been a great idea for Code Week, non? But since you’ve seen it at least once, and I’m in the mood for lighter fare, you get Hugh Jackman instead of Ethan Hawke. Questions like “Where is our world headed and why am I sad all the time?” are replaced by questions...
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I’m scared of bridges. A couple of years ago, I made a wrong turn and accidentally ended up on the Mystic River Bridge. It must have been under construction, because I got the nauseating impression that it was going to spit me out in midair every ten feet. I just wanted to stop my...
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I love cartoons. I love spy things. I also love starting columns with short declarative sentences. I enjoy mangoes. If you’ve been paying attention for past few months, you’ll remember that I’ve already covered a number of spy-types in their various cinematic and literary iterations: James Bond, Alec Leamas, Dirk Pitt, Jason Bourne, etcetera...
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I make this oath to you now: next week, and all the weeks ever after, I will write frivolously on some trivial movie. But for now: With a Social Psychology textbook in my lap, I am trying to decide what to say about Paradise Now. I’m having trouble. I want to talk about in-group...
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First, let’s exercise our vocabulary muscle, the third most important muscle of all*. “Noisome” is a booby-trapped word. It doesn’t mean “noisy” for that’s how it ensnares the amateur wordsmiths who would deign to misuse it. Much like “crapulence” has nothing to do with actual crap. And much like crapulence**, the definition is much...
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