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...critique of a willingly shallow media. To harnesses the claustrophobia that's built into life in one of the world's most crowded cities, as pitched shootouts are fought inside the narrow confines of apartment hallways, elevator shafts, even the cluttered streets. It's not the oft-copied bullet ballet of John Woo or Tsui Hark; To's style is all hard lines and quick-trigger speed. But more than a decade after Woo brought Hong Kong to Hollywood, the deceptively simple pleasures of Breaking News shows that the original blueprint still works. It's as simple as tick, tick...
...fact, I didn't understand how truly monumental, and morally important, Reagan's anticommunist vision was until I visited the Soviet Union in 1987. My first night there, I was escorted to the Bolshoi Ballet by two minders from the U.S.-Canada Institute. The Russians were thrilled that I had figured out the Cyrillic alphabet and was able to read the program. The young woman on my left rewarded me with a smile--a rare public act in that terrifying regime--and a whispered encouragement: reform was coming. Glasnost and perestroika, she assured me, were real. The minder...
...Ballet dancer Suzanne Farrell joined the New York Ballet Company in 1961 and quickly rose through its ranks, eventually becoming the company’s lead female dancer...
...presently artistic director of the Suzanne Farrell Ballet Company, répétiteur of the George Balanchine Trust and professor of dance at Florida State University. Last year Farrell received the National Medal of Arts. Today, Harvard will award her the honorary Doctor of Arts degree...
...fact, I didn't understand how truly monumental, and morally important, Reagan's anticommunist vision was until I visited the Soviet Union in 1987. My first night there, I was escorted to the Bolshoi Ballet by two minders from the U.S.-Canada Institute. The Russians were thrilled that I had figured out the Cyrillic alphabet and was able to read the program. The young woman on my left rewarded me with a smile-a rare public act in that terrifying regime-and a whispered encouragement: reform was coming. Glasnost and perestroika, she assured me, were real. The minder...