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These films were routine but easy to take; they put the fun in perfunctory. ID4 is a big step up, a doomsday fable told at warp speed. The approach of the alien ships is nicely achieved, with ominous shadows creeping across the Apollo 11 monument on the moon, then up the facades of the White House and the Empire State Building. On Earth, an ensemble cast fleshes out the stereotypes (Harvey Fierstein, whiny gay man; Judd Hirsch, crusty old Jew; Vivica Fox, stripper with heart of gold), while the three male leads mine all available righteousness and comic charm. Wryness...
...could see the zipper on the back of the alien's costume." Minute by minute, though, things look mighty familiar. If Forrest Gump was Everyman, ID4 is Everymovie, a browse through the whole film catalog: The Day the Earth Stood Still, Strangelove, Close Encounters, Alien, Top Gun, 2001, Apollo...
...fled her abusive stepfather after her mother died, making money by singing and dancing on the sidewalks of Harlem and warning prostitutes of the arrival of the police. At 16, dressed in cast-off clothes and wearing men's boots, she won an amateur-night contest at the Apollo Theater. When she was brought to Chick Webb's attention, he complained, "I don't want that old ugly thing!" But he took her. As admirers would later marvel, "Poor Ella, she can't play piano. All she can do is sing everything right on the first take...
...closer we got to the moon during the Apollo missions, the more the public thought that anything was possible even though we weren't really landing on the moon," he says. "With AIDS, every step is just as exciting, though not as useful as the final answer...
...savvy. He was the pampered child of college-educated parents who equipped him with bottomless self-confidence, poise and ambition--everything except the power and wealth he later supplied for himself. His family's apartment in the Theresa Hotel, where his father was manager, looked down at the glittering Apollo theater and was only a few yards away from the corner of 125th Street and Seventh Avenue, where street orators expostulated on everything from Garveyism to the theory of predestination...