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...Investigation" - a major, too long neglected work given a piercing revival in Baltimore - also seems, on its face, unpromising as drama, since it is essentially a collage of trial testimony. Yet, as artfully pieced together by Weiss, the author of "Marat/Sade," the play locates fresh power in the sheer deadpan accumulation of detail of the awful crimes; in the stubbornly repetitive, I-knew-nothing defenses; and in the resonant stage device (in the Baltimore production, at least) of having the same actors play multiple roles -victims and villains interchangeable. "We were nothing but numbers, just like the prisoners," says...
...what the Gunmen lacked in David Duchovnian sex appeal, they made up for in popularity with vocal X-philes. They served as Mulder and Scully's nerd consiglieri, lending their computer geekspertise to the alien-hunting agents. And their deadpan delivery and off-the-wall conspiracy postulates (for instance, about the magnetic strip the government plants in dollar bills to track you) made a hilarious foil to Mulder and Scully's G-man gravitas. In 1997 producer Vince Gilligan conceived an episode around the three; another followed the next season. Eventually Carter, Gilligan and two other X-Files producers sold...
Three Harvard students will get their shot to "Win Ben Stein's Money" when they go up against Comedy Central's deadpan game show star in a taping later this month...
...result was Schizopolis, a 1997 comedy that Soderbergh shot back home in Baton Rouge. It's become a kind of cult favorite on video, a thoroughly nonsensical piece of work written by, directed by and starring Soderbergh, who spends a long sequence in the movie contorting his normally deadpan face in front of a mirror. It also features two characters who speak gibberish to each other for no apparent reason. In other words, it's a film best enjoyed with a fast-forward button close at hand. But for Soderbergh, it was "my second first film. It was an explosion...
...movie has gone goofily gothic--more Wes Craven than Truman Capote--and you may be convinced that director Raimi meant The Gift to be a deadpan postmodernist horror comedy. The sole evidence to the contrary is Blanchett's performance: persuasive, subtle, impeccable. She seems the only guardian of sanity in this good-old-boy Bellevue...