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...explains. The owners of the four-hectare property we're standing on sold up five weeks ago, and now, just before settlement, they're clearing the decks. This is unlike any city garage sale: there are maybe 100 people here, a professional auctioneer is working the crowd, and a bunch of Lions Club members are cooking sausages...
...whole Hoover bunch piles into a Volkswagen bus so that Olive can take her shot at the Miss Sunshine crown. The vehicle is a perfect symbol of the family's tenuous grip on reality: only the third and fourth gears are functioning. That metaphor is pitch-perfect, but the film works a little too hard at proving the vileness of beauty pageants. When the M.C. (Matt Winston) croons God Bless America into the contestants' innocent ears, he pretty much summarizes American awfulness. It is a broad and fertile field, and the Hoover family plows it desperately in a comedy that...
...Spillane's attention to the particulars of violence, it has pretty much taken over action films, including the most ambitious ones. It's in the acrobattles of Sin City and the blood-love of Quentin Tarantino. The crimson orgasms that Sam Peckinpah brought to the screen in The Wild Bunch, Spillane had put on the page 20 years earlier, and reaped much the same condemnation...
FEEDING THE MONSTER SETH MNOOKIN NOT TO SPOIL IT or anything, but the 2004 Boston Red Sox had a pretty good year. Yup. Their first in a while. The surprise is what came before it: the youngest general manager in baseball looked at a bunch of underrated players (like power hitter David Ortiz), fussy eccentrics (Nomar Garciaparra, he of the glove-tugging ritual) and petulant superstars (Manny Ramirez) and saw champs. It's both a Moneyball-style triumph of smart management over conventional wisdom and a redemptive story of athletic success as an expression of inner strength...
...RUINS SCOTT SMITH PLEASE, PLEASE let this be the most disturbing novel of the year. The Ruins is the tale of a bunch of American tourists on a boozy Mexican vacation that becomes a fever dream of grisly horror. Smith (A Simple Plan) writes with psychological acuity and real beauty, yet he doesn't pull punches. To be more specific would just waste good dramatic tension. But seriously, it's just awful what happens to these poor people...