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...started to collect stamps again, which, I confess, is somewhat embarrassing. There's nothing cool, hip or urbane about it. James Bond never showed off his stamp collection. But I do confess I like it, having taken about a 33-year hiatus from when I was a 10-year-old in New Jersey and used to fill books with stamps of moon landings and soldiers and exotic birds. Having a young son now has heightened my interest and so has this week's once-in-a-decade stamp show in Washington...
...calendar.” He attempts to respect the spirit of Lowell’s original mandate. “I catch up the stuff I haven’t been able to do before, I try to clean out accumulated bits of work, I breathe easier I must confess during reading period,” he says. Reading period has shrunk throughout the twentieth century, however. In 1994, The Crimson reported that the Undergraduate Council and the Committee on Undergraduate Education had shortened spring reading period by two days due to the College’s attempt to equalize...
Gentlemen: I must confess serious doubts about the efficacy—or even the integrity—of the “classic” exam period editorial, “Beating the System,” you reprinted recently. I almost suspect this so-called “Donald Carswell ’50” of being rather one of Us—the Bad Guys—than one of you. If your readers have been following Mr. Carswell’s advice for the last 11 years, then your readers have been going down the tubes...
...Faith Healer The one-person show is, I confess, not my favorite form of theater, and this play by Irish dramatist Brian Friel is essentially four of them, delivered by three different characters who never interact onstage: an itinerant faith healer (who, being the title character, gets to talk twice), his wife and his manager. The actors ? Ralph Fiennes, Cherry Jones and Ian McDiarmid ? are wonderful, but this is one very long slog, with whatever dramatic momentum is generated dissipated by a climax of rather annoying obliqueness. This is the sort of self-conscious showcase for ?writing? and ?acting? that...
...most interesting enigma this film explores, which is the nature of the artist?s ego. Ours is a democratic era, and democracy tends to reward regular guys and to look somewhat askance at people who do extraordinary things. How many people have you run into who confess that they might have become architects, if only? Same way with movie directors, with people who were good at writing in high school and so on. We need to believe that Frank Gehry (or Sydney Pollack) just got a little luckier than we did. And they need to pretend the same thing, lest...