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Hell, Noun
Tuesday February 2, 2010
I’ve just seen a hell of a film. Corneliu Porumboiu's Police, Adjective—hailed as the latest masterpiece of the Romanian New Wave—is likely to convince American moviegoers that they should avoid the Romanian New Wave. The movie moves at a snail’s pace. (The most energetic scene in the film is....
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No Room at the Internet
Monday February 1, 2010
I didn’t play King Herod this year. That role—which my father occupied in my youth and is now all mine!—is a coveted cameo in our family’s annual Epiphany play, full of transparently feigned concern for the welfare of an unexpected (and for Herod, most unwanted) newborn king. Regrettably, we had no....
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Ghetto Reunion
Friday January 29, 2010
When I was twenty-two years old I moved to the ghetto. I had no idea what I was doing. I was a new Christian, my life up to that point had been primarily informed by Woodstock and Timothy Leary, and the prospect of stained glass windows and choir robes seemed as alien to me as life on the moon. So I moved in to the inner city with forty hippies, Jesus Freaks who set up shop in....
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The Center Did Not Hold
Thursday January 28, 2010
There seems to be a deep psychotic guilt in the heart of America, a feeling that crops up at times like these when we feel like we cannot reconcile all the bounty, good fortune, and freedom we enjoy with all the poverty, tragedy, and oppression elsewhere....
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Scrapbooks for Cynics
Wednesday January 27, 2010
I’m sure there was a time when the very thought would have met the same response in me as it does, no doubt, in some of you. Scrapbooks? No, thanks, but have fun with that. Then at a certain point—June of 1997 to be exact, according to the ticket stub from U2’s Popmart tour on the first page of my first volume—I found myself looking at....
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