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...conflict can only be the terrible muddle that finally elbows aside the previously preoccupying sexual shambles. That's especially true of The Dying Animal, when mortality settles on the wrong person at the wrong time. There are things wrong with Coixet's movie. Ben Kingsley is, of course, a fine actor, but in this instance there seems to me something smug, held back, in his work. Roth's Kepesh, at least for a time, has more spritzing fun with his minor celebrity life than Kingsley's does. The latter seems insufficiently surprised and confused by the turn his life takes...
...While Bill Gates does a fine job outlining his creative capitalism initiative, his exclusive focus on developing nations at the expense of his own is a tremendous oversight. Corporations in developed countries certainly should feel socially responsible for those in developing ones. But if they ever want to be taken seriously as agents of social change, they need to consider their own economies as well. Gates is incorrect to brush over the U.S.'s economic woes so lightly, especially when creative capitalism could potentially solve some problems like our own oft-neglected poverty. Only when America proves that capitalism...
Feeling pretty good about that self-realization, I asked Mama Ann if I had persuaded her to vote for Obama. "Yeah," she said. I was elated, until she added, "I'm fine. I have to go for blood work again. They keep me waiting for an hour. I'm all sunburned like a berry. I get in the water, and I forget to get out. I get in conversations...
Elegy Directed by Isabel Coixet; rated R; out now Professor has affair with lovely grad student: we've heard that one before. So had Philip Roth, whose novel The Dying Animal is acutely attuned to the dissonance of May-December love. This fine film has a touching performance by Penélope Cruz and a great one by Ben Kingsley. Cue the Oscar buzz...
...costliest tipple I am ever likely to have on a Tuesday afternoon. Determined not to be dazzled by its price and rarity, I take a sniff and a sip. The bright golden elixir smells at first like almond blossoms, but the aroma quickly ripens like dark fruit. An exceptionally fine mousse of bubbles seems to linger forever on the tongue...