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...miniseries set in the blindingly blue Pacific Basin. Together, Spielberg and Hanks did tests at a Universal Studios back lot to conjure up a faded Hawaiian postcard look. Palm fronds, ripe coconuts and white clouds pop out from the TV screen in a tamped-down Day-Glo way. The cinematic effect is mesmerizing. (See the best movies of the decade...
...they showed up: Day-Glo colors popped on nearly every fall runway. Marc Jacobs showed a belted poncho that was electric yellow and had exaggerated sleeves. Michael Kors' oversize knits came in brilliant bursts of citrine and tangerine. Versace's hot pink coat was anything but demure...
...about? An hour-long raunch fest that was part slapstick comedy, part carnal carnival: it's a burlesque routine (Reems as a doctor, wisecracking like Groucho Marx) wrapped around a sideshow freak stunt (Lovelace's bedroom trick of controlling her gag reflex so she could perform glottal fellatio - a glo-job). "You had to be there," he said in Inside Deep Throat. "I'm thrilled that I was there. And I thank God I had a camera." Damiano gave this movie the tone of a mildly bright comedy, with an underscoring full of broadly ironic pop music, including a version...
...Glo to Sleep The Glo to Sleep mask is supposed to calm the storm in your head so you can reach the Land of Nod. You activate the mask's glow-in-the-dark pellets by holding it near a light for 30 seconds, and then kick back and "look up" at the floating, glowing disc shapes (you decide, cosmic snowmen or early Atari video game?). The design is based on meditation practices and scientific research that suggests that looking up and focusing on an object lowers brain-wave frequencies. It did work, as long as I kept looking...
...hard to pigeonhole Glasvegas. While Britain's music scene is currently awash with spattered Day-Glo clothing and hipster aloofness, the band of the moment dress in black and embrace their emotions with astonishing honesty. But what's this cream-colored cocktail in the hand of lead singer James Allan as he sits - black shoes, black Ray-Bans, black vertical hair - in the windowless bar of a posh London hotel? "Hey, don't box me!" says Allan, with a smile as unexpected as the banana breeze he's sipping...