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...October. Discovery claims it will return soon, however. While liking cars doesn’t hurt, the program is also extremely funny on its own. It also functions just as well as a European travelogue, with beautifully-shot segments, like a race in an Aston Martin DB9 to Monte Carlo, and an SLR McLaren to Oslo. One of the best-made programs you’ll find on TV today. 1. “Rome”HBO made a masterpiece with this series, following Julius Caesar’s rise to power. Its acting is impeccable, its sets extraordinary...
...launch a successful film career, later rediscovered his Roman Catholic faith, and reached iconic status in part thanks to his periodic returns to television, where he mixes cabaret, celebrity chat and his own provocative monologues on everything from God to garbage management. "Celentano is the Italian heartland," says Carlo Freccero, a former producer for Berlusconi's Mediaset network who is one of RockPolitik's lead writers. "He's both innovator and conservative. You just can't classify him." This time around, Celentano is taking direct aim at Berlusconi's conflict of interest. The billionaire Prime Minister already owned Italy...
...Giulio Carlo Argan, doyen of Italian art critics, believes Michelangelo took the Sistine as an opportunity of asserting the power of what his rival could not do: "Michelangelo, who was always in competition with Leonardo, wanted to reaffirm the traditional buon fresco technique. The Sistine is that affirmation." True fresco did not include the use of glue sizing and dark washes a secco. "No other fresco painter applied such a glue," says Head Restorer Colalucci, "so why should Michelangelo have done so? He knew very well that the final result could not have lasted long. To suggest that he gave...
...bribe. Bigger smile. The portsman accepted the euros from our captain, and I was permitted to jump from the deck of our yacht onto the golden shores of Monte Carlo. Stepping on solid ground, I realized how little I knew about this ‘prince-alty,’ save that it was stolen from the French by pirates centuries past. Of course, there was that interview in “Vogue” with Marat Safin, the tennis star with the hottest temper (and body). He had half-seriously, half-jokingly expressed interest in moving here to escape...
After perusing the street shops and the lobby of the casino to which we were refused entry, I bade farewell to the Heineken vending machines and ceramic cows peppering Monte Carlo and accepted the hand of Owen, our captain, as he heaved me back onto the ship’s deck. We made our way back to Le Port du Crouton, a bite-sized harbor in the French Riviera town of Juan-les-Pins where I was staying for a week. I had taken a far too-short hiatus from the paling lights of Boston’s Brigham...