Word: hates
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...other movie, we would hate young Will Hunting. His perfection would be nothing short of irritating and boring. Yet Harvard golden boy Matt Damon sheds layer upon layers of complexity until finally we reach the core of his character near the movie's end. The film itself is nothing particularly exceptional. Director Gus Van Sant prefers a straight-up telling of the tale--there's little to distract you from the fable playing out on screen. Soman S. Chainani...
...half, a two-headed woman, oddly-shaped flowers, a man with talons--create a visual world that vacillates between dream and nightmare. The dream that Walker unfolds here is not just any dream, but the dream of the collective American psyche, filled with all the pain, desire, cruelty, love, hate and shame of American history...
...other movie, we would hate young Will Hunting. His perfection would be nothing short of irritating and boring. Yet Harvard golden boy Matt Damon '92 sheds layer upon layers of complexity until finally we reach the core of his character near the movie's end. The film itself is nothing particularly exceptional. Director Gus Van Sant prefers a straight-up telling of the tale--there's little to distract you from the fable playing out on screen. --Soman S. Chainani...
...issue, using legal cases to illustrate her point. This is a winning strategy for a subject that tends to get silly very quickly. For instance, it is difficult to believe the claim of the League of United Latin American Citizens that Dinky, Taco Bell's Chihuahua, "is definitely a hate crime that leads to the type of immigrant bashing that His-panics are now up against. "The silliness here is not so much in the sentiment of the complaint, as in the overheated rhetoric. By speaking about the issues in a more hard-headed way, Minow may extend the life...
...TIME could put this picture on the cover without conveying some kind of tacit endorsement. In December, I stumbled on a fine lithograph of a Catherine wheel with naked bodies hanging from it, and down in one corner a little man playing a hymn of hate on an organ, and the man was Hitler. By the time I found it, Harry was away, and I was running the shop. The editors of TIME fell into violent disagreement over my proposal to substitute the lithograph for the colored portrait. In the end, I put the lithograph...