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Hollywood would probably define an epic as a war movie for kids, in three or more installments. But before The Lord of the Rings, before Star Wars and Star Trek--nearly three millenniums before--a blind bard named Homer sang of an Olympian spat and the decade-long battle it stoked between the great, ancient civilizations of Greece and Troy...
...first time on film, Takeshi Kitano looks harmless. He's sitting on a rock in a rural Japanese nowhere, eyes shut. A band of thieves enters the frame and sees what the audience sees: an old blind man, easy pickings. Two swaggering ruffians approach with swords drawn. Kitano pricks an ear?and faster than a whirring Cuisinart, they're in pieces on the ground, and Kitano is wiping the blood from his blade. The lesson is clear: whether he's blind or not, you don't tug on Superman's cape...
...actor who is every inch the celluloid icon that Kitano is. Imagine replacing Sean Connery if he'd been in every Bond film, and you have some idea of what faces Kitano in taking on the mantle of the late Shintaro Katsu, the actor who played Zatoichi, the blind swordsman, from 1962 to 1989. To succeed, Kitano must make audiences forget Katsu?and Beat Takeshi. "Zatoichi and Katsu are mentioned in the same breath," says Kitano. "So if another actor tried to do it, then there is a lot of incompatibility. And that worried...
...Governor Wallace stood in a schoolhouse door to block the integration of Alabama public schools. In 2003 Chief Justice Moore tried to block the removal of a 5,000-lb. Christian pulpit from the rotunda of the Alabama state courthouse. Blinded by their own bigotry and intolerance, both men supported their causes in name of freedom. The rest of us understand that majority rights cannot come at the expense of minority rights. We must strive to build a society that is color-blind and religion-neutral. Noah Wittman San Francisco, Calif...
...hour later, I’m sitting on the pavement, and I’ve seen a parade of sick, disabled, and blind young and old, being wheeled or prodded towards the grotto to receive their blessing. Hearing poignant organ music in the background and operating on little sleep, I have been robbed of self-control; my sobs come in big hiccuping gulps that I hide as best I can beneath my sunglasses...