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...course, but in a bit of musical territory she has imagined into being. With a towering headwrap that's both vaguely African and vaguely Dr. Seussian, her slender form decked out in earth-goddess colors, she looks like nobody else in popular music. Her voice cutting like a subtle blade, her beats pumping like block parties, she mixes myriad influences in her work, but winds up sounding just like herself. Her spectacular debut album, Baduizm (1997), blended hip-hop realism with soul-sister mysticism. Now, with her new CD, Mama's Gun (Motown), Badu faces a dilemma. Will...
...remember talking to him about the movie Sling Blade and Billy Bob Thornton, whom he knew from Arkansas. He said to me there are two guys who understand this movie--him and Howell Raines [Alabama-born, editorial-page editor of the New York Times], who was blasting him all the time. And I called Howell Raines, and he said that yes, he did love the movie. So the critic in Clinton, even though he's getting pummeled every day, still had enough savvy to understand Raines' taste, and how this film related to Southerners. He's the most intelligent person...
...call it my mental therapy because I have to be so precise," says Messetler, a former toolmaker for the jet-blade industry. "It helps me with straight thinking, because I have to anticipate the next move. At my age, you can sit back and watch TV--but that's no good. This is important, because I constantly keep learning...
...pessimist, I'm getting ready for an atavistic, pre-petroleum winter. I stand in the yard, knee deep in bright orange maple leaves, and study the grain of the firewood, lazily choosing the straight grains first, the ones without knots or ropy torques that will clutch the blade and hold it, stuck like Excalibur. Splitting wood is a crude, rustic version of diamond cutting. Read the grain right, strike it there, and the wood bifurcates (chunk!) with algebraic cleanness...
...come Hollywood has always had such a difficult time when it comes to adapting comic books? It seems like such a simple task, yet for every gem like Blade, there seem to be six or seven duds like Judge Dredd. Which is why every time I think about Bryan Singer's big-screen version of X-Men, I get more and more amazed. Facing heavy studio pressure, an ever-shifting script, and the weight of an entire legion of diehard fanboys ready to critique everything from costumes to eye color, the Usual Suspects auteur somehow managed to make a movie...