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...That late-20th century world of superpowers and bipolarity and arms control is dead. There is no Warsaw Pact. There is no Soviet Union. What is the logic of tailoring our weapons development against various threats around the world to suit the wishes of a country--Russia--that is no longer either an enemy or a superpower...
...family name, Sonnenschein, translates as Sunshine, and its bearers at first prosper in turn-of-the-20th-century Budapest, selling an herbal tonic with that cheerful word emblazoned on the bottles. But they are Jews in an endemically anti-Semitic society. By the end of Istvan Szabo's three-hour epic, which traces the family's decline through three historical epochs--the Austro-Hungarian Empire, Nazism and communism--the irony of his title is almost unbearable. There is little sunshine in Sunshine, only degradation...
...Last year, the Crimson had its best finish in school history when it finished third in the EIWA and 20th at NCAAs--ahead of six Big Ten schools. This was on the heels of a 1997-98 season in which Weiss was named the EIWA Coach of the Year, the first time a Harvard coach had earned that distinction. In 1997-98, the Crimson finished fourth in the EIWA and 29th at Nationals and brought home its first All-American in fifteen years with DeNunzio's sixth-place finish...
...this reason, fascinating. It is also unmethodical, a show with no ideology of taste. It will therefore be hated by all those who believe in the founding mission of the Guggenheim: to establish modernism, and in particular abstract art, as the ultimate and spiritually obligatory art of the 20th century, to render monumental the gap between past and present...
...though Miro or Matisse is about to vanish into the oubliette--that isn't in the cards. The 20th century has seen great artists whose work and names, as the eulogists say, will live forever. But the Guggenheim's show makes you think of the impending fate of our present. It is a lead-pipe cinch that the year 2100 will see the absurdities of our taste, both private and official, and wonder how we could have been so comically wrong about such self-evident crap. A few score years from now, will Jeff Koons' porcelain confections be on view...