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...Albert's trial. Coz was correct in remarking, "Marv Albert's toupee falls off during sex, and the country goes crazy." But tabloidism isn't even limited to the sleaze factor. In that very same Newsweek, the story on Jiang features a half-page photo of the opening of Brad Pitt's new movie about Tibet, and includes the following in its two-page spread: "Beyond the atmospherics, the two sides [the U.S. and China] have serious business to do," and finishes the thought in a single following sentence...
...been doing business with Harvard for several years now," said Brad Woodgate, vice-president of Costa. "And it's always just been a forgone conclusion that Harvard didn't purchase grapes because of the Cesar Chavez situation, and nobody's ever pursued...
...successful epic that's gorgeous to look at and gives some much-needed high-profile visibility to the tragic modern history of Tibet--but opts for glossy formulaic packaging over genuine emotional resonance. Each turn of the plot feels Hollywood-scripted to the max, even the central relationship between Brad Pitt's Austrian mountaineer and the young Dalai Lama. The latter succeeds in blending wide-eyed winsomeness with a dignity that's at once childlike and mature. Pitt, alas, never frees us from the sensation that he's something incongruous in this setting--a Hollywood heartthrob trying to look spiritual...
That stark reality didn't protect him from overeager Argentine admirers while shooting Seven Years in Tibet on location in the Andes, which doubled for the Himalayas. By one account, Pitt's living quarters were ringed by young girls chanting, "Ole! Ole, ole, ole! Brad Peeeeet!" "Yeah, yeah, there was that stuff," he says, embarrassed. "Argentina is a place where not many movies come through, so I could have been New Kids on the Block for all they cared. And that stuff never did much for my ego. I mean, when we were kids, my sister had Andy Gibb...
...considerable offense, to the point where LIFE magazine nominated him as the worst artist in the world. But it enabled him to play with all manner of saucy ironies and In jokes, and in any case he never copied anything; each image underwent fastidious tweaking, reshaping and restyling. "Why, Brad darling, this painting is a masterpiece!" a blond woman exclaims to a clean-cut young painter in Masterpiece, 1962. "My, soon you'll have all of New York clamoring for your work!" Neither she nor Lichtenstein, at the time, knew how right...