Word: beach
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...make judgments about one another. Despite the computer's ability to calculate the trajectories of spacecraft or pick the next move in a chess game, the machines have until now been flummoxed by crude recognition tasks that even a baby can perform, often failing to distinguish between a beach ball and a cabbage, to say nothing of picking out a familiar face in a photo album filled with strangers. Such a pattern-recognition talent, says Salk Institute neuroscientist Terrence Sejnowski, in whose lab the work was done: "is a survival skill humans probably had even before they acquired language...
Chen, 38, need apologize to no one else. Her film, which plays April 11 at the Palm Beach Film Festival and the following week at the Boston Women's Film Festival before opening around the country May 7, is a delicate, harrowing epic in miniature; it has an artist's attention to the harsh allure of physical and psychological landscapes. Xiu Xiu would be memorable if only for its stars: Lu Lu, now 17, an elfin charmer whom Chen found studying English in San Francisco, and the Tibetan actor Lopsang as a herdsman who befriends Xiu Xiu. But the movie...
...have been a sometime lover, then a stranger whose pickup truck he stole, and finally Versace, a homosexual whose connection to Cunanan, if any, has still not been explained. The manhunt--badly bungled, says Orth--ended after about 11 weeks with Cunanan's suicide on a Miami Beach houseboat. Sifting through pretty much the same facts, author Indiana strives for an entertaining, novelistic pastiche, overwhelming his account with imagined internal monologues, breathless sentences, dubious speculation and surmise, from mild to wild. His is a made-for-TV movie that nobody should want to watch...
...used to be very good at doing nothing. I'd go for a walk nowhere in particular, lie on the beach, look at the clouds. If I were feeling ambitious, I might light a cigar...
...movie, and some sap is winging out of the theater with a pulsing beeper. Go to the beach, and some self-important fool is on a cellular--probably calling the guy in the movie theater. No one under 30 can walk down the street without a stereo strapped to his head. What ever happened to the moment of quiet reflection and the slothful joy of idle thought? Does anyone remember sitting on a porch and watching the world slide...