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...network but most enjoyed giving money away. When her foundation exhausted its resources, having spent $195 million to support institutions, programs and projects that benefited the public, Mrs. Astor celebrated that fact--and after that, she kept on contributing with her personal fortune. She had a sparkling sense of humor. She remembered names. And her intellect was lively: even at 100, she continued to write poems and articles. She loved to dance. She loved to flirt and thought that flirting as an institution necessary to romance had disappeared--a loss that she mourned. Love, she believed, brought out the best...
...your mailbox written in her own hand. When she had to send out numerous letters all at once, which had to be typewritten, she never failed to add her name and yours in her handwriting, with a bon mot at the end. She also had a sparkling sense of humor. She was delighted, for example, in 1981, when the Bronx Zoo, one of the great institutions she supported, named a newborn baby elephant after her. It was a boy, so they called it Astor...
...Early reviews have applauded the show for employing humor without losing sight of the underlying tragedy. At one point in the show, Hussein's henchman assert that Sayid "will go far" - well, "bits of him at least." And the foot-stomping number "I Wanna Be Like Osama" skewers Hussein's hunger for power: "While my lackeys loom like vultures, I'll declare a clash of cultures, kill civilians by the millions round the globe...
...That's a fair sample of Delpy's humor, which runs to the black and the tossed off - rather like her rather casual shooting style. She's more interested in hasty impressions than in formal elegance. The phrase "vanity production" has come up in some of the early commentary on 2 Days in Paris, but I don't think that's quite fair. Delpy can't help it that she is at least competent in a number of filmmaking realms. And she can't help it that her view of Paris (and of the romantic impulse) is less than enchanted...
Director Taggart Siegel brings together professional footage and home movies in a cohesive—if not fluid—presentation. John does double duty as writer and narrator and gives us an intimate glimpse into the nearly defunct Midwest lifestyle with his characteristic flamboyancy and wry sense of humor. Despite his tendency to overdramatize, John comes across as a man crazy enough to be likeable; we realize in the end, though, that the man himself remains somewhat of a mystery...