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...from every competitive organization on campus. Letters applying for jobs I never even wanted. Old cans of Raid, left over from when I and my roommates declared nuclear war on the roaches in our room. Sleeping pills from two semesters' worth of random insomnia. Bottles of bubble solution and glow-in-the-dark paint. (If you don't have these yet, you're really missing out.) But most of all, my notes record fights that I don't even remember now, crushes that met their unrequited demise, people whose names I barely recognize as former friends--and, like insignificant textbook...
...world is in danger of losing the Sun Crest peach. Extravagantly juicy with a nectar that perfectly balances acids and sugars, it boasts a yellow skin with an amber glow. But because it is soft and easily bruised, it is unattractive to supermarkets, which prefer hearty produce bred to travel well and languish indefinitely. Grown in California's San Joaquin Valley, the Sun Crest is picked only in midsummer and sold primarily at roadside stands...
...Dracula. But this is merely the finale to one of the most impressive displays of lighting I've seen. A shadowy darkness continually permeates Dracula's castle yet somehow we are always able to see the dancers clearly. And during the village scene in the second act, a warm glow is cast over the entire scene to further enhance the dichotomy between the village and Dracula's castle...
...other times, Mora becomes too engrossed in writing in a folk tradition and falls into the trap of sentimentality and kitsch. "Corn and trees glow in the sunset, grace manifest May our work enrich the earth. Hear our request/This night and at our death, en paz may we rest," she writes in "Saint Isidore the Farmer." Such passages lose the transcendent quality that should mark them as religious poetry. They are too focused on this earth. More often than not, though, Mora manages to find the right balance between religion and reality, between the glory of the next life...
...essence, it's two hours of fluff. Not the dryer-lint variety either. We're talking sparkly, ethereal fluff here. Costumes by Academy Award winner Gabriela Pescucci and a setting under the Tuscan sun bake Titania's World in a glittery glow. Hoffman's only departure from The Riverside Shakespeare is his decision to set the romance in Victorian Italy--a transposition that further enhances the plot of romantic confusion. As the frilly dresses and neckties come off, the characters wander into a timeless forest netherworld, where sparkle is queen and the sprites are anything but virginal...