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...this honorable work In Richard Brooks' 1967 movie of Truman Capote's In Cold Blood. Robert Blake and Scott Wilson got the emoting headlines as the real-life Kansas killers, while Forsythe, as FBI agent Alvin Dewey, had the job of explaining their crimes to the audience. Viewers trusted him to read dialogue or, in a pinch, pronounce a sentence - as he does at the end of the movie when the killers are about to be executed. "I see the hangman's ready," a reporter says. "What's his name?" And Dewey replies, "We the People." Only Forsythe could make...
...grieving people do crazy, melodramatic things. But Sarandon here is unfairly saddled with unsympathetic actions; indeed, she's turned into what amounts to the villain of the piece. Grace is mean to Rose, oblivious to her other son, the pill-popping Ryan (Johnny Simmons from Hotel for Dogs) and cold and cutting to Allen. But unlike the mother figure played by Mary Tyler Moore in Ordinary People, Grace isn't really cold. We know she'll come around eventually - this isn't a movie with tricks up its sleeve - and the wait grows tedious. (See pictures of movie costumes...
...antelope. Perhaps they will find the apps and the iBooks too expensive. Maybe they will wait for more fully featured later models. But for me, my iPad is like a gun lobbyist's rifle: the only way you will take it from me is to prise it from my cold, dead hands. One melancholy thought occurs as my fingers glide and flow over the surface of this astonishing object: Douglas Adams is not alive to see the closest thing to his Hitchhiker's Guide that humankind has yet devised...
...liberating to my imagination to break out of that and to be able to make things up that, although they were invented, felt truer than the truth. These are two different things [fiction and journalism] and one makes me feel and the other leaves me kind of cold...
Michael, an undocumented Harvard freshman who asked that his real name not be disclosed because of his unauthorized immigration status, stood among the crowd, listening to those words. About 30 people had gathered around the John Harvard statue on a cold March afternoon to listen to these narratives—read aloud by Harvard students, written by their unnamed, undocumented peers—as part of a National Coming Out Day for undocumented youth. Michael’s story was not there...