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...years ago, Eliza, who smokes and swears and says it like she feels it, might have seemed like a breath of fresh, frank air, a maternal version of Carrie Bradshaw. But in 2009, as she pants out her lines and flaps about frenetically - like Courteney Cox in Cougar Town, Thurman approaches portraying a 40-something as if she's auditioning for the part of a winded windmill - she just seems clueless. Or like a woman who didn't consider her choices carefully enough, locked herself in a prison of her own device and is now snarling like a caged tiger...
...Blind Lead Those Who Can See But Cannot Feel,” overdose it on Adderall, add an actual beat, and put it over an open flame, and you get “Legos,” the newest psychedelic pop-rock album from Deerhunter’s Bradford Cox under his solo project moniker. Fusing acoustic guitar chords, haze-like ambient synth, trippy electronic beats, and a yin-yang of light and dark tones, Atlas Sound succeeds in escaping the ill effects of the dreaded sophomore slump, creating a lively, relaxing, musically adept and diverse second solo project. With...
Soft Touch, a 17-piece band that includes recently retired Harvard Divinity School Professor and Quincy Senior Common Room affiliate Harvey G. Cox Jr., serenaded guests with jazz and swing tunes...
Kelis may bring all the boys to the yard with her milkshake, but Professor Harvey G. Cox, the now-retired 9th Hollis Professor of Divinity, drew quite the crowd to Harvard Yard last week by unleashing a cow to graze on the big green to mark his retirement. “There is a long-standing legacy that the Hollis Professor had the privilege of grazing his cow in the Yard,” said Cox’s literary agent Donald R. Cutler. This became the inspiration for this event. “It was an old, old tradition...
...Harvey Cox, who recently retired as the Hollis Professor of Divinity, the oldest endowed chair in America, decided to exercise the traditional grazing rights that originally came with that position. As I watched Professor Cox and the Jersey cow named Faith reenact this venerable, and now slightly amusing, tradition from a window in University Hall, it seemed that he had provided the perfect metaphor for the purpose of the endowment...