Word: blinks
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...voice the concerns of our generation? One undeniable fact about the past 10 years is that hip-hop has become the preeminent force in pop culture, overstepping boundaries of race and class that once restricted it to a limited segment of society. And unless we think Britney Spears or Blink 182 is capable of summing up our most profound, complex emotions, it seems that hip-hop is where we need to look if our generation hopes to identify a spokesperson of its own. The most obvious candidate for the job, then, is Eminem, because he is the only serious figure...
...made-up punch line. For the most part, the humor of his “fake” news routine lies in the fact that it’s not fake at all…he allows politicians and journalists to mock themselves. My friends and I often blink in disbelief at the footage Stewart collects, saying “this can’t be real.” But, sadly, it always is. The best laughs come when he merely rolls a tape of someone like George W. Bush saying something like, “if you?...
...story, in the relentless, near pornographic feast of flayed flesh. Gibson gives us Christ's blood, not in a Communion cup, but by the gallon. Blood spraying from Jesus' shackled body; blood sluicing to the Cross's foot. This Passion begins just before Jesus' arrest. It ends with a blink-length Resurrection. The bulk of his ministry, miracles and post-Resurrection appearances are absent, and his preaching of love flicked at in telegraphically brief flashbacks. Meanwhile, his scourging, handled in all four Gospels in a total of three sentences, takes up nine full minutes of film...
...monster lover--but really nasty, credible, plausible evil is in short supply. (At least in the world of fiction. Plenty of it running around in real life.) Voldemort? Cardboard. Magneto? Not bad, except for that silly hat. Sauron? He's an eyeball. What, he's going to blink you to death...
...more emotional range than Shakespeare’s First Folio. At one moment, he is a dirty-talking player: for example, “Girl, you look just like my cars, I wanna wax it. / And something like my bank account, I wanna spend it.” But blink an eyelid, and the R transforms into a spiritual guide. “I Believe I Can Fly,” it is safe to say, is one of the most uplifting ballads of our era—as Marriott so aptly explains, “[It] was a song...