Word: banalities
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...StairMaster more" or "I'll be more patient with my kids"--just don't seem to pack enough vision and gravitas. But we must all fight this false sense of obligation to make grand, magnificently philosophical resolutions. As citizens, let's not allow our customarily banal and petty hopes for the ensuing year to be swept away by hyperbolic pomp...
Which is fine, and maybe beneficial, so long as other courses are sufficiently foreign. Trouble is, several of the most promising courses seem determined to make attractively difficult material into familiar, almost banal, fare. Professor Michael Sandel's well-known and well-respected Core course concluded recently to a much deserved, if customary, standing ovation. "Justice," undoubtedly one of the best taught Cores, examines great philosophers and practical present-day applications of their theories, bringing daunting philosophies to bear on familiar contemporary debates...
...lost. On surface, this holiday movie season looks downright banal. But look closer and you'll find the hidden gems. Next week, Oliver Stone delivers the adrenaline extravaganza Any Given Sunday starring Al Pacino and Cameron Diaz. The same day (talk about counterprogramming hitting counterprogramming, thus eliminating the point of counterprogramming), Jim Carrey does Andy Kaufman in Milos Forman's Man on the Moon. In this issue, we give you a look at The Talented Mr. Ripley, Anthony Minghella's follow-up to The English Patient that stars Matt Damon and Gwyneth Paltrow in a wicked little tale about murder...
...almost feel that if the Nobel Prize were conferred on Jacques Derrida, he'd start talking like Bill Cosby on 'Picture Pages.' Laureates become the public faces of literature, and they start acting like publicizers instead of writers and scholars: what results can be something as banal and cliche-ridden as Nadine Gordimer's regrettable new release, Living in Hope and History...
...almost feel that if the Nobel Prize were conferred on Jacques Derrida, hed start talking like Bill Cosby on Picture Pages. Laureates become the public faces of literature, and they start acting like publicizers instead of writers and scholars: what results can be something as banal and clichŽ-ridden as Nadine Gordimers regrettable new release, Living in Hope and History...